The Republican. [volume] (Oakland, Md.) 1877-current, 1907-08-22

their buggies, and. after glaring and
snorting at each other for a time, Mr..
Jones sarcastically said:
Il haven't seen anything of them
grasshoppers yet"
They are probably waiting to come
along with your tater bugs
I'm. Mr.. Talbot. if that is your
name, | pity the folks in this village
who have to put up with your ways"
"CLi! Mr.. Jones, and that is IN
LoubteGly your name. for never saw
Jones who didn't look like a mean
man. If / was you. I'd 90 hang myself
and let my town take a rest"
Apologize. sir! Apologize at once!'
"NOt until y5u apologize first"
They net AGAIN on the highway and
again at a funeral and Il town meet
in%. and each meeting made them long
to kill each other The son and the
daughter were forbidden under all sorts
of pains and penalties even to bow to
each other, but their loyemaf.ng could
not be stopped by such edicts. There
was no question of love but that of
marriage was held in allegiance in
hopes that their respective fathers
might undergo a change Of opinion. 4
mutual friend undertook to bring this
about. He called upon the peppery
Mr. Jones first. He started out with a
lot of sweet oil, but he hadn't talked
over half a minute when Mr.. Jones in
terrupted with:
That Will do, sir. \ year ago
told that old fool of a Talbot that it
looked like a good year for later bugs,
and be up and insulted me-"
But there We're no tater bugs last
year"
Makes no difference. 1 have met
him two or three times since, and
tell YOU he is a cantankerous old rep
rebate. If he's going to continue liv-
ing in the st'ta, I'll get out of it."
Nothing could be done with the pep
per? Mr.. Jones, and so the mutual
friend tried the peppery Mr. Talbot
He had only stated his errand when
the latte. 1uted ont;
stop. sir. I DO not want that mans
name mentioned in my presence! If
ever there was an Ob-t,u1te old fool
who needed t. lie kicked from here to
Hornsdala, he is the oae He owes
me an apology. and l shall insist that
he get down on his knees to make it.
Be friends with Jonps-J-o-n-e-s! You
don't know me, SIR
But yet things were working. Provi-
dence or something else always seeks
to bring things out right in case of
true love. one day party Of people
living in Winston went out to hue
ElebeITy swamp TO gather berries, and
the reppcry Nj. Talbot went with
thelA. On the same day a party fgom
Hornsdale visited the same swamp,
and the peppery Mr.. Jones was among
them The two parties Kept separate
Tor some hours, ard they had only
drhted together when thunderstorm
| came up. At the same time messen-
! ger arrived from WINSTON with the
news that the young couple had gone
Off and been married. The people had
| TO seek the shelter OF the trees, and it
so happened that the two peppery old
men touhd themselves SIte py SIDE.
i VIII never recognize the mar
r;2Ge.' exclaimed NJ. Jones as he
! iI"nd hlmSeli face to face with his
enemy.
Nor eithcr,''
Your daughter plotted TO trap my
SON
IT'S false, sir! 1t WAS right the
other way"
| They would probably have kept on
| Quarreling tor the next haif h0ur, but
| cloud and struck the tree underneath
| which, they were standing. Five peo-
! pie were knocked ScuseIcSS and con