The Sauk Centre herald. (Sauk Centre, Stearns County, Minn.) 1886-current, 1907-04-25

Its all mes NJ TOT! eAclalmeu Els
kew. "He's low down, tell We. Amt
it only last week Judge Pike caught
him shootin' craps with Pixies niger
driver and some other niger hired
men in the alley back Of Pixies barn."
"You ever hear that boy Joe talk pol
iticsY' asked Uncle Joe Davey. cross
ing a cough with a chuckle. ''His
heads so full Of schemes fer running
this town, and state, too, it's wonder
it don't bust. Henry Louden told me
he's see Joe set around and study by
the hour how to save 100000 for the
state in two years."
"And the best he can do for himself"
added Eskew, "is deliverin' the Daily
Tocsin on a second hand Star bicycle
and gamblin' with niggers and riffraff!
None of the nice young folks invite
him to their doins any more"
THAT'S because he's got SO shabby
he's quit goin' with 'em." said Bucka-
lew.
mo, it amt" snapped Mr.. Arp. 'It's
because he's so low down. He's no
more n a town outcast There amt
airy one Of the girls IL have thing to
do with him, except that rip-rarin' tom
boy next door to Louden's, and the 9TH
ers don't have much to do with her
neither. can tell We. That Arie Ia
bor"-
Colonel Flitcroft caught him surrep-
titiously by the arm. Ssh, Eskew" he
whispered. Look out what you're
sayin'."
"You needn't mind me-" Jonas Tabor
spoke up crisply. II washed my hands
of all responsibility for Rogers branch
Of the family long ago. Never was one
Of 'em had the energy or brains to
make q decent livin', beginning with
Roger-not one worth his salt. l set
Rogers son up in business, and all the
return he ever made me was to go
into bankruptcy and take to drink, till
he died sot, like his wife did of
shame. l done all I could when
handed him over my store, and 1 never
expect to lift a finger for 'em again.
Ariel Tabor's my grandniece, but she
didn't act like it, and you can say any
thing you like about her for what
care The last time spoke to her was
a year and a half ago, and I don't
reckon I'll ever trouble to again."
"How was that, Jonas" quickly in
quired Mr.. Davey, who, being the
eldest of the party, was the most Gu
rious. "What happened"
'She was out in the street, up on
that high bicycle of Joe Louden's. He
was teachin' her to ride, an she was
sittin' on it like man does. I stopped
and told her she wasn't respectable.
Sixteen years old, goin' on seventeen"
"What did she say?"
"Laughedw said Jonas, his voice be-
coming louder as the recital of his
wrongs renewed their sting in his soul.
"Laughedw
"What did you do?"
81 went up to her and told her she
wasn't decent girl and shook the
wheel" Mr.. Tabor illustrated by seiz-
ing the lapels of Joe Davey and shak-
ing him. 81 told her if her grandfather
had any spunk she'd git an old fash
toned hidin' for behavin' that way.
And l shook the wheel again" Here
Mr.. Tabor, forgetting in the wrath in
cited by the recollection that he had
not to do with an inanimate object.
swung the gasping and helpless Mr..
Davey rapidly back and forth in his
chair. II shook it good and hardv'
"What did she do them" asked Peter
Bradbury.
"Fell off on me-" replied Jonas vio-
lently. "On purposev'
81 wisht she'd killed ye," said Mr.,
Davey in choking voice as, released
he sank back in his chair.
ION purposew repeated Jonas. "And
smashed a straw hat 1 hadn't had
three months! All to pieces! So it
couldn't be fixedv'
"And what then?" pursued Brad
bury.
"She ram" replied Jonas bitterly
"ran! And Joe Louden-Joe Louder,
He paused and gulped.
"What did he dor" Peter leaned for
ward in his chair eagerly.
The narrator Of the outrage gulped
again and opened and shut his mouth
before responding.
"He said If I didn't pay for broken
spoke on his wheel he'd have to sue
mew