The daily tribune., 1909-03-01
A Good Story
But Il Took Some Time
to Toll u

on Pllny, you Detcner. oeoheu Inv
every time Pliny passed Bills house
that fee O. Bits uG run out yappin'
and snappin' at him. an he got SO
mad that he swore he'd kill It."
I've swore the same thing" said
| Sol Baker. did he kill it?"
You wait" said Parsons. struggling
with mirth "Pliny'd been over to the
| market an bought him steak for sup
per. 1t was right prime cut. an
| Pliny said to Dick Spence when he
cut 1t that he didn't gredge payin' a
shillin' pound for steak like that
was I'm a-goin' to have the old wom-
an fix 'er up with inyuns an brown
| gravy he says to Spence. an the way
he said 1t. Spence toll me. he couldn't
keep his mouth from waterin'."
| II don't blame him." said Washing
| ton Hancock I've tasted them steaks
that Pliny's wife fixes, an l wouldn't
| want nothin' better. She's got way
O. cookin' steak that beats any I've
| ever knowed. 1t don't need to be no
| prime cut, nuther. She can take
| piece right atwixt the critters horns
an make you think 1t wus porter
| house."
That's the French in her." said the
| storekeeper. "Then French"
1 "What did Pliny do to the dawg.
| Marve?" asked Baker, impatiently,
Did he kill him? That's what I want
to know"
"If he'd a. killed him / reckon Bill
wouldn't be a-tellin' 1t around fer
joke" said the storekeeper. contemptu-
ously. That's fool question to asst.
That amt Bits style"
"Bird be chasin' behind Pliny with
double barrel shotgun right now II
Pliny'd KEEP up his gait this long.
| Pliny uster be some at runnin', but
Bill's staver, an he's mighty sot up
about his shotgun, an he thinks
right smart O. that dawg," said Han
| cock.
Anyway, this was a pertickler fine
piece O. steak" resumed Parsons.
"There was two pounds Of it. too,
an"
81 wusn't dsputin' It bein' fine
piece O. steak, Marve." said Hancock,
mildly "All I was sayin' wus that
Pllnys wife cd take most any scrag-
gly, tough oil piece O. beef an fix IT
up SOS 1t 'ud seem like prime cut
You don't need to get miffed."
What did the dog do to Pliny,
Marve?" asked Baker.
"Who said he done anythin'?" de-
panded the storekeeper. why don't
That's what I saSance to tell it?'
you keep your mouth shet an your
ears open, Sol, an you'll soon find out
,IA lnto
mined to know"
What dawg is that?" asked Henry
Westerman from Duck Crook, as he
lounged up to the group and hoisted
his bulky form to seat on the
counter. Ben Sibley's?"
mo, it's Bill Rileys dawg," said
Parsons 81 was tellin'-"
81 didn't know Bill had a dawg. Is
he any 'count?'
"Jest little flce," said Baker "One
O. them onery little yappin' tarriers, no
ercount fer anythin'. told Bill | was
a-goin' to kill him If he run out at me
again"
Il thought mebbe you was talkin'
about Ben Sibley's Tige." said Wester-
man. Jerry Bush says he seen a
dawg that can whip him. It's one OF
those yere sheep dawgs, an n feller
over in Sassafras township owns him.
He's whipped everythin' over in that
section, an Jerry says Tige wouldn't
last him five minutes. thought II
seen Sibley I'd tell him about 1t. It's
gotter to be a pow'ful good dawg TO
whip Tige."
Tell us about Pliny's dawg Marve,"
entreated Sol Baker.
Does Bill think he en- nght?"
asked Westerman.
| why. no." said Parsons, hastily.
ut hain't fghtin' dawg was sayin'
that he'd ben pesterin' Pliny Williams
right smart, an Pliny had ben
around to Dick Spence's to get him a
steak for his supper. He was a-goin'
to have his wife fix 1t up with inyuns
in great shape
"Shes great hand to fix steaks
with injuns," explained Hancock, help.
fully. "She can take a piece OFF the
shank or on the neck of a beef an
cook II SOS II 'ud melt In your mouth"
"She's French" supplemented the
storekeeper, "an' them French know
how to fix vittles. There was an oil
French woman down where was
raised Where you goin', Marve?"
Tell us about Pliny afore you go,
Marve." begged Hancock
Parsons turned and faced the group
irresolutely. We'll" he said, "Pliny
wus goin by Bill's with the steak an
he seen the dawg nosiE' at rosebush
two yards of an he hadn't got rock.
SO he plugged at him with the steak.
an the steak hit n tree an the paper
busted an the dawg got the steak an
run under the house with II afore
| Pliny cd git around to him, an when
| him an Bill did git the steak II was so
mauled It want fitten for nawthin',
an that's all there wus to It, dog.
gone every last one o. youl"