The sun., 1910-02-06

he most hollered hisself sore a-laughin'
an he says he'd show 'em that they
couldn't put forrid no setch I4dio lous-
ness while he was around; so what does
he do. Eivin' that sot in his way disoo-
sition o. his'n full play, but go out on tne
very next Groundhog Day an as the
sun was shinin' killed a groundhog that
nao woke up an come out an OF course
seen its shadder. took it home, skinned
IL out, had il cooked an then eat all ot
it he could stun in hisself. Poor feller!
He hadn't more than done IL when he
got up an stretched an gaped like a lazy
oil coon dog, made one break fer an empty
Hour barl that was nigh. crawled into IL
an IN less than ten seconds was souno
An they couldn't wake him up, but
jest six weeks from that time he woke
up his ownself. rubbed his eyes, said he
was hungrier than seven bears an went
on the double quick to the highest medder
comm upl An the very sight OF a dog
made him run. an all t'other things KEEP
happenin' to him that the oil witch had
told Summerskin Softberry would happen,
an o course setch thing as his gittln
Joanna now was no more to be thunk OF
than hyin' to the moon. Then, to rub It
in onto poor young Bosom. that horrify-
in oil witch squaw told him that IL he'd
go out an find white grounding sound
asleep on June day all he had to do was
70 Kill IL an eat 1t. an then the spell o
tother grounding would be skeert away
an he'd be as good as everl
Yes, says SummersNin Softberry,
rubin his hands an gloatin'; .an' bring
me the white groundhog's pelt, he gloats,
AN you kin have Joannai"
Now says Cousin Marcellus. every
body knowed there want no white
groundhogs an that groundhogs never
slept daytimes in June, so the horrifyln
natur' o the oP squaw witch come out
stronger than ever. But young Bosom
was a Tinklepaugh, an he put that sot in
his way disposition o. his'n to workin'
on tfndin' out whether there was anything
in thus white groundhog idee. anyhow. an
ne hunted year in an year out when he
wa'nt holed up an sleepin' on the look
out fer a white grounding asleep some
daytime in June, an he mought "a been
roamin the arth lookin' fer one yit IL IL
hadn't been fer that oil witch Skeer-
ENTHUSIASTICALLY follerin' him around
every now an then an gloatin' over him.
Well, says Cousin Marcellus. one nice.
bright June day Bosom was s'arching' an
s'archin FER a white grounding sound
asleep, an he come to a groundhog' 8
hole. not fur from which the grounding
that belonged in the hole was feedin' in
the clover. Bosom stopped an looked
at 1t an was cussin' all RrouDdhoEs
when up behind the knoll where the hole
was riz the or squaw witch with her
horrifying face painted up. an she give
a yell that riz his hair an made his blood
run cold as Ice water.
up jumped the grounding. its eyes
bulgin' out onto it's cheeks. an started
fer its hole, but Jest then il got them
bulgin' eyes onto the oil witch squaw
The grounding give one tremendous
shake an shiver an fell a-swoonin' in
He seen that the poor groundhog was
now as white as the driven snow Its
hair had turned white in a minute, the
poor creatur' had been so overpowerin'
skeert at the sight o. that Of squaw
| witch, Skeer-rattlesnakes-to with
-one-lookl Besom was on his taps in a
minute. Nothin' could be sounder asleep
than that white groundhog was, LAWN
there on that June day in a dead faint,
an in less time than It takes to tell it..
Aunt Sally says Cousin Marcellus, he
jumped In an knocked it in the head
with a club. while the oil sqlIaw witch
went hollerin' an howlin' away in the
woods, seein' that her game was uEk
fer Bosom cooked the coon an eat it.
Right away them common an distressin'
grounding symptoms left him, an he
took the white sroundhog's pelt to oil
Summerskin Softberry. an Joanna was
his'n at last. An il it hadn't been fer
that, Aunt Sally. Uncle Soc Tinklepaugh
wouldn't never been nowhenes, fer young
Bosom got TO be his grandfather. an SO
says Cousin Maroellus. smilin' at Aunt
Sally an lookin' round the kitchen agin
an sniffin'. somethin' as If he was ready
now fer the substance o. that shadder
Uncle David had the idee about.
But Aunt sally she only looked sorty
dazed an sorrowin' at Cousin Marcellus.
an she didn't say nothin' fer a spell. an
then all she says was:
-'Injuns sartin is queer folks SAYS
she. an as she didn't make no move to
put the griddle on nor to stir up that
thickened pork gravy | sorty began to
think that Cousin Marcellus was maybe
goin' to be as diskerridged an disap-
p'inted over Aunt Sally as | was over
Uncle David, an ] guess that so he was,
fer went out to throw down some corn
stalks to the COW. an as | turned an
looked back / seen Cousin Marcellus
comm out o. the kitchen door an pikin'
like everything fer Uncle Juniper Jack
sons. like he was afeerd as Sam Hill that