Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1905-04-30


daylights out of him.
But all this a very long time ago." broke
in the minister AT least according to his tomb
stone, Mr. Nathaniel Jordan, as l believe, has been
dead all of fifty years.
"Dead's a nit he is elder; but what IN tryin
to show is that there have been witches in this
town heretofore and"
You'd better stick to the main facts of present
history, Tom =" advised Deacon Hobbey; for we've
got important business ahead of us this evening"
and it's fast gittin late
Buker was sullen in an instant. Have l got to
leave out about those chains turnin into snakes
and wigglin all around over Simeon Munsons door
yard one night"
'Interestin but not important to the
in hearin'," decreed the deacon. Cit right down
to Lovekin and stick there"
In a voice full of grumbe Buker went on: oval
first of all, you and the rest know that Vets Love
kin amt of a farmer than git-out What
he ever come here and bought place for is moren
| understand He has always made his brags
since he to town that if he hadn't been sick
of the he wouldn't be settled back here inshore
in Palermo"
Don't forget his domineerin' ways, Thomas
counseled the deacon his memory tender on certain
points.
why, he acts like all the rest of was foremost
hands and he Lord Gull supreme explained Buker.
He says to the deacon here, and | was hearin' to
it, that"
'Inessentia1 Thomas inessentia!" broke in the
deacon hastily The red crept his face.
Wal, he's imperdent when questions is asked
went on the witness, and there he goes trapesn'
around all day long with that old garnder honkn'
and hissn at his heels and scarin the young ones
and he castn the evil eye along with his grins and
sneers and his airs.
And don't forgit that he's an idolator, Thomas
suggested Mrs Buker.
There's image of bigger'n 1fe-sze
in the settin'room elder In his zeal in his mar
Thomas ont al hair He
don't ever let folks go in there; but I've seen it
from outside through the window Es, sir, bggern
1ife-size and all covered over with gold One of
them reg lar furrin Beelzebub idols, I'd call it,
Perhaps it is only some curiosity picked up in
his travels mildly suggested the pastor Sea
farng generally bring home such things you
know, and set great store by them"
But they have em to show to folks" cried
Thomas, ito show and brag about Why don't he
ever let folks see it, then? There he dens up old
bach-hall style and he won't let woman set foot in
the dooryard and he amt ever so much as invited
one of us men folks into his settin'-room. l amt
suffern to go in, and there amt none of the rest
of u.s. either but it amt neighbory STYLE not by a
long shot!"
But l don't see that all this has anything to do
with witchcraft," ventured the parson
wal, what do you think of this, them" the mar
rator barked. I'm KNOWN to it as fact that
he's put a cluck cat and she's broodin' chick
ems for him Now, then'
Buker spacked his knobby little fist into his
brown palm.
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along the parterre of heads.
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