Barbour County index. [volume] (Medicine Lodge, Kan.) 1880-current, 1909-01-06

chief which he then wound round one
hand and continued:
81 don't allow to have no trouble
with m neighbors, but"
wait a minute" said Editor Rich
ard Harding Dawson, reaching for his
pencil and pad. wait a minute,
Uncle Zed"
Nov I'll read as I write and when
you don't like it you say So"
'All right, Mr.. DAWSON" piously as
sented Uncle" Zed with due appre-
citation and qualification In his modu
lated voice.
Some low down miscreant," read
the editor, scribbling, whose heart is
about the size of flea and whose
head must be shaped like tack, afro
ciously, maliciously and with malice
aforethought, shot that fine, big fam
lily dog"
Uncle" Zed's face fell and his lips
quivered as he interrupted:
"His name was 'Shep,' Mr.. Dawson.
'Shep' was his name"
Cali right-'that fine, big, family
dog Shep. owned by Uncle" Zed Hop
kins, Saturday night. A man that
would shoot dog like Shep is thaf
greenest scum of the earth and haz
ing is too good for him!'
"How's that, Uncle Zed?'
Good, mighty good!" testified theV
patriarch, rubbing his hands gleefully
and squirming in the creaking chair,
but amt We goin' to mention no
names?"
why. yes, I might, Mr.. Hopkins;
that is if you desire it,"
WELL amt insistin' none, but I've
took yer paper long time, Mr.. Dav-
tson, long time!"
1T is our painful duty in this con-
nection,'" resumed the editor, Ito
announce we have among us family
so lost to common decency and the
mandates of society, as to kin an in.
nocent and unassuming dog"
"By lingo, that's great" interposed
Uncle" Zed with joy in his voice;
"thatll make 'em cringe some,
guess. Go ahead, editor. go ahead!"
"'As to kill an innocent and unas-
Stunning dog. and. to make long story
short, the name is Hfggins!'"
Uncle" Zed brought his cane to the
floor with an enthusiastic clatter:
"Hurrah! Say, editor, you're a
trump. You're man with tn cour-
age O. his convictions You're a.
what's that? Sign it! Sign it'll"
Uncle" Zed arose hastily from his
chair, his surprise paramount.
me sign till"
"You certainly don't want me to as.
sumo responsibility for it, Mr.. Hop
kins. My dog hasn't been killed." ex-
postulated the editor with smile in
his eye that Uncle" Zed did not
see.
Thunder in the winter time! Great
horn spoons and little fishesi or all
the fool editors ever see you are the
wust!" shouted Uncle Zed, waving
his cane, his bandana and his whisk-
ers all at one and the same time. as
he stumped away.
And the next day Editor Richard
Harding Dawson was notified by mail
to stop Uncle" Zed's paper.
But he didn't do it. A country edt
tor knows thing or two about hui
man nature. Uncle" Zed would have
been really angry had the editor COM
piled with the order.
@ Q @
He Wiited.
Wilt thou take her for thy ''pard. for
better or worse; to have, to hold, to
! fondly guard, till hauled of in the
hearse? Wilt thou let her have her way.
| consult her many wishes. make the
| fires up every day, and help her with 4
| the dishes? Wilt thou give her all tha
STUFF" her little purse will pack. bu
| her a monkey, boa and muff lit
seal skin sacque? Wilt thou comfort a
support her father. mother. Aunt
NINA, Uncle john, thirteen sisters and
brother? And his face grew pale
blank, 1t was too late to jilt; as TN
| the chapel floor he sank he sadl "a
! 'T wilt"-Anderson (Okla) Globe.