The Republican. [volume] (Oakland, Md.) 1877-current, 1906-01-18

piercing voice, and the last wall was
still ON the move as the others entered
the house for a closer investigation.
1t do seem as if he had jest melted
away whispered Sarah Ann in an
awestruck voice as they peered through
the crack of the slightly opened door.
where could he have got teri"
They soon discovered his retreat. At
one side Of the room a trap door led
down through the floor into the cold,
dark cellar below. and Mrs. Johnesy
had forgot to close it after her last de
scent Anyway, there hung the gun
above the manteipieCc. and She vigJr-
Ously thrust her husband into the room.
Land alive. Hurry NJ, pa, and drive
the varmint out Of thct or he'll have
ct up all the winter butter. Oh, hes
gone and done if now She ShricEed as
Il loud crash sounded from below. q
knew he would"
Jabcz strobe biIyely forward and
was just reaching down the Oil fash
toned muzzle loader when the bear
emerged from the trap and ambled
swiftly for the open door.
If bruin thought that he was going
to escape 50 easily, with the weight of
all his sins upon his head, he was vast
ly mistaken. Sarah Ann leaued out
and slammed the door in his face. \
man, Il bear and a gun shut together in
& space eight feet square, 1t looked
very much as if something ought to
happen. Jlbez thought so too
Holy poGers, Sarah. open that door
quick he shouted
"Shoot him, shoot him" answered
Mrs. Johnesy. Hell git ont if l open
the uoor.'
Col darn it, let him git OUT" the
farmer shouted back. I'm no blamed
bar hunter and l amt a-goin' to be
neither And then, as this seemed
Intellectual, a bright inspiration flashed
through his brain. DO yer want blood
and bars grease messed all over yer
parlor floor, Sarah. for there Will be if
yer don't look real smartT"
The door flew open on the instant.
while Mrs. Johncsy. having removed
herself to one side pipel up in another
tune:
Don't Yer hit him-don'ty yer hit him.
Iabcz. Let him git outer tho house
first"
But the bear in the meantime had
changed his mind and instead of git
tin out sat in the doorway growing
and making faces at poor old Iohncsy.
whose gun was drawing invisible hero
glyphics in the air.
Now, when the bear had made his APP
pcarance from below the valiant Andy
had squeezed in between the hot stove
and the wall and seated himself in a
large earthen dish of dough which Sa-
rah Ann had put there to raise" The
good womaA suddenly spied a pitch
fork and Il perspiring red face above
the water kettle, and she hurled an APP
peal to the help"
My land, Andy, git and drive the
bar out of there before pa meSscs his
dirty carcass all over my clean foorr
But pa had taken his loving wife'a
advice and was now in the cellar, with
the trapdoOr capped to behind him.
With some difficulty Mr.. J6hnesy was
eXtricated from his retreat by means of
a very narrow window that led into
the potato bin, and they all withdrew
themselves to a distance to encourage
the departure of the guest.
IF yer had shot tibet beast in the
best room in Their house, Jabez Johne-
81, you and would ha' parted compa-
ny next minut, l can jest tell yerr'
said Mrs. Johnesy firmly. 1T amt as
if | hadn't nigh broke nv back hayin'