New-York tribune., 1909-05-23

gee I callate. with a streak of Gay Head ln)uh'
His real names long enough TO touch bottom IN
the ship channel high tide. so folks Got 10 can
ing him ''Huckleberries' because he peddles them
kind OF fruit in summer. Then he Tnopes dIou'il
so with nary a smile his face. that it seemed
right to tack on the Lonesome So lonesome
HuckIeberries'' he's been for ten years lie lives III
the patchwork sH<nty on the beach down there ne
* deaf and dumb, drives a liver-coloTed' oalky
mare that no one but himself and his daughter
T3eckv can handle and he has a love LOT
bad rum and a temper that laildeu MN
in the WeIlmouth lookup more than once
or twice. He's one OF the pest suIllel9
alongsbore and at this time he owned a hock OF
I've decoys that he'd refused high fifteen dol
lars apiece for. ! told all this and lot more
When We struck the beach, Carissa, she took her
paint box and umbrella and mosquito lntIneht' anu
the rest Of her cargo and went OF by herseI u
sketch She was great on 'sketchins' ana ue
v,av she'd use up good paint and spile nice clean
naper was sinful waste Afore she went, she give
me three fathom OF sailing orders concerning tax
ing care OF James" You'd think he was about
four year old made me feel like a hired nurse
James and went perusinG up and down thaI
bea.r in the blazing sun looking for something 10
shoot We went way beyond Lonesome's shanty,
but there wann't nobody to home Lonesome nm
self il turned afterward, was up to the village
with his horse and wagon. and his daughter Becky
was over in the woods on the mainland berrying-
Todd was a cheerful talker, but limited. His IA
yorite remark was: "Oh. I say my deah man
That's what he kept calling me, my deah man
Now my name amt exactly a Claude de Mont
morency for prettiness, but "Barzna. II fetch me
alongside good deal quckern my ueah man,
I'll tell you that.
We frogged it up and down all the forenoon, but
didn't git a shot nothing but one stray 'squawk'
that had over from Cedar Swamp told
James twas a canvasback and he blazed away at
it, but missed it by three fathom, as might have
been expected.
Finally nv game Iel-rheumatz. you understand
begun TO give out So I nops down in the shade
of sand bank rest, and the reterend goes pok-
ing off by himself.
cal'Iate l must have fell asleep. for when
looked at my watch It was close to l O'Clock, and
time for us to be getting back to port. got up
stretched and took observation, but furthern
Clarissas umbrella on the skyline. didn't see
anything stirring Brother James want visible,
but jedged he was within hailing distance. You
can't see very fur that point, there's too many
sand hills and hummocks.
I started over toward the Creased Lightning I'd
gone only a little ways and was down in gully
between two big hummocks. when Bang bang "
goes both barrels OF shotgun and that Todd crit
ter busts out hollcring like all possessed.
'Hooray," he squeals. in that squeaky voice of
his 'Hooray. I've got en-. I've got en-"
Thinks l. What in the nation does the lunatc
callate he's shoty' And left my own gun laying
where twas and piled up the edge of that sand
bank like cat over a fence And then I see
sight
There was James. hopping up and down III the
beach grass. squeaiing like Guinea hen with
throat, waving his with winE-arm. /
mean-and there in front of him, in the foam at
the edge the surf two ducks dead /
Ncbuclla adnezzar-two of Lonesome HuckeberTies'
best decoy ducks-ducks he'd tanned and trained
and thought more OF tian anything else in the
worid-excort. rum. may be-and the rest of the
flock was digging up the beach for home If they'd
been telegraphed for. and squawlling Fire :" and
Murder