Gloucester County Democrat. (Woodbury, N.J.) 1878-1932, 1907-08-29
".They may be good renders says

we'll, L IufOWeu SUCKS Ut the cFlIieE
when he tried to unclimb the tree till
finally the boss got back with his
dogs. They set up an awful holler
when they see the bear-first one
they'd ever smelled, / reckon-and
the little Teller crawied up in some
forks and watched things cautious,
while they leaped about, bayin' most
fierce and blood curdlin'.
"'How you goin' to get him DOWN.
says l.
"1'll shoot him in the lower jaw
says the Britisher, so he cawn't bite
the dogs. It'll give 'em cawnfdence.'
HE takes aim at Mr.. Bears chin
and misses it three times runnin', he's
that excited
Settle down, H'Anglish,' says l.
! He amt got no double chins. How
many shells left In your gun?'
"When he looks he finds there's only
one more, for he hadn't stopped to fill
The magazine, so ! cautions him.
you're shootin' too low. Raise
her.
seHe raised her all right and caught
Mr.. Bruin in the snout What follow
ed thereafter was most too quick to
notice, for the poor bear let out a
bawl, dropped off his limb into the
midst Ct them ragin', tur'ble seventy
pun hounds an Rugged 'em to death,
one after another, like he was doin'
system of health exercises. He took
'em to his bosom as if he'd just got
back off long trip, then, droppin' the
| last one, he made at that younger SOD
an put a gold filling in his leg. Yes,
sir; most chewed it off. H'Anglish let
out Siberian wolf holler hisself. an
/ had to step In with the Ratchet and
kill the brute, though | was most dead
from laughin'.
"That's how it is with me an Glen
ister," the old man concluded. When
he gets tired experimental with this
new law game of hisn, I'll step in an
do business on a common sense basis"
"You talk as If you wouldn't get fair
play" said Helen.
1--WE won't" said he, with conviction.
II look on all lawyers with suspicion,
even to old baldface = your uncle.
askin' your pardon an gettin' it, bein'
as I'm a friend an he amt no real
relation Of yours. anyhow. No, sir.
] They're all crooked"
Dextry held the western distrust of
the legal neutrality-suspicious..
unreasoning. deep.
SIS the old man all the kin you've
got?9 he questioned, when she refused
to discuss the matter.
HE is--in way. | have a brother,
or hope I have, somewhere. He ran
away when we were both little tads,
and I haven't seen him since l heard
about him. Indirectly, at Skagway-
three years ago during the big rush to
! the Klondike, but he has never been
home. When father died, l went to
live with Uncle Arthur-some day, per
haps, I'll find my brother. He's cruel
to hide from me this way. for there are
only we two left, and I've loved him
always
She spoke sadly and her mood blend
ed we'll with the gloom of her COM
| panion, so they stared silently out over
/ TIC inca lllS SLSSH W0tSlSs
Its a good thing me an the kid had
a little piece Of money ahead,' Dextry
resumed later, reverting to the thought
that lay uppermost in his mind, cause
we'd be up against it right If we
hadn't The boy couldn't have amused
himself none with these court proceed
ings, because they come high. / call
,,,, l,,z,,,,.;e, l;1-, ,,ao oJ,oe, a "a,
silk undershirts.
II don't trust these Jim Crow banks
no more than do lawyers, neither.
| No, Stree! / bought a iron safe an
hauled it out to the mine. She weighs
! 1,S00 and we keep our money locked
up there. We've got Teller named
Johnson watchin' it now. Steal it?
Well, hardly They can't bust her open
without a stick of giant which would
| rouse everybody in five miles, an they
can't lug her off bodily-she's too
/ heavy No. It's safer there than any
place know Of There amt no alb
| scondin' cashiers an all that Tomor-
rer I'm goin' back to live on the claim
an watch this receiver man till the
things settled"
When the girl arose to go, he accom-
panied her up through the deep sand of
the lanelike street to the main muddy
thoroughfare of the camp. AS yet the
planked and grayeled pavements which
later threaded the town were unknown,
and the incessant traffic had worn the
road into a quagmire of chocolate col
ored slush, almost axle deep. with
which the store fronts, show windows
and awnings were plentifully shot and
spattered from passing teams. When
ever wagon approached pedestrians
fed to the shelter Of neighboring door
ways, watching chance to dodge out
again. When vehicles passed from the
comparative solidity Of the main street
out into the morasses that constituted
the rest of the town, they adyentured
periIously, their horses plunging, snort