Los Angeles herald. [microfilm reel] (Los Angeles [Calif.]) 1900-1911, 1908-10-18


card gone, and only Bill Jones and Ben Moore
e Hnained. Back of the counter the proprietor was
sand from a mackerel That mad acci
ltSntally fallen on the floor while the dog and cat
ilzre peacefully sleeping with their heads pllowed
~ a cheese.
en- I seen that little Wilder Sharp this afternoon
NM" remarked Bill removing his workedout wad
II ID taking fresh chew She was jes' gittn out
NJ her phaeton an II she amt Their gosh-dastedest
TX ach tibet ever come down Their pike don't want
III vote at ther next lection.
b Peach" approximately exclaimed Ben, "she is
III whole derned peck O. peaches, an If hadn't
lie an ten kids gallopn around Their farm
II build hev her playin' tennis on my lawn quickern
n a kin change Their tariff. How longs Ole Man
81 arp been dead?"
About two year, kalkerlate," answered Bill
"a recommended when he died Their little wilder
y bbed jes as If she was sorry, an said she was
- in ter spend all Their insurance money fer a
= Monument mile high In a couple O. months,
tEpwever, she felt better an she concluded tibet a
Embstone with little lamb on it would look
Httern a sad shaft o. Their sky-scrapin' brand"
u "Yes," interjected Ben, AN the money she
siUved was spent for peeka-boo shirtwaists, which
Dts derned sight more ice than monuments if
Ur amt kalkerlatin' keepin on bein' wilder.
r. said afore If hadn't wife an ten
ut amt better fer We, Ben" interrupted Bill
a smile foated over his features, "she is dead
luck on Jim Wells
III know she ls," responded Ben, with heart
! lung sigh, but Jim seems ter be so dod-blasted
in shy O. women and widders tibet ther amt no
lance O. joy bells ringin' around Hedge Corners
II Their next ten generations. He says he would
:, 10 marry Their best piece o. calico earth
~ long he kin git a evaporated. mummy
#okin' housekeeper fer five dollars week. an ]
Mess he means It,
~ HE amt no worse'n Jake Bowers" commented
I'll. Jake has been keepin company with Lindy
arris ever sence they used ter go ketchin' grass
#bppers fer fish bait, an don't believe tibet a
II beln bee an harvest home all at Their same
Eme could stir him up to ther proposin' pint"
ma FIN sal 20
PATCHING his back against the edge of the counter,
8het We oughter take hand in this business.
Bv got scheme in my system. ! was kind o.
inkin' tibet If we got Jake and Lindy mixed up a
70 it would be more fun than circus an side
81 ow, an might make"
"a "Cut it out, Ben" cautiously whispered Bill
ancng toward the door; here comes Jim Wells
)w, an IL he heard ta1kin' about him an
r. Ter wilder he might git hot in Their collar and
hnt ter pitch quates."
WThe next moment James entered the store. He
Jas a young farmer. goody proportioned and
'osperousooking and one couldn't blame the
II idow Sharp for pushing her smiles In his direc
epn. Placing his molasses jug and kerosene can
NJ the counter, Jim took seat on an inverted
NEsket.
Say JIM" cheerfully remarked Ben, turning to
HE new arrival, me and Bill jest talkin'
bout Jake Bowers an Indy Harris, an we hev
lot the gosh-dastedest scheme We ever read about
&sr make him crawl up an eat out o. her hand.
Ne know he has been goin' with her since
Washington crossed the Delaware without pro.
DOsin', an"
Il know" grnfully interrupted the interested
Bmes, what's Their scheme?"
Il Next Thursday is Their Methodist Sunday
Ehool picnic" exclaimed Ben. AN when we
Hme home at night Their woods will be so gol'
erned dark that We can't tell pertater bug from
H land turtle. Now, what we want ter do is
Dr. smuggle Indy in your buggy instead of
EHke's--"
What in thunderation do we want to do tibet
1Fsr?" demanded James with look of deep
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