The Redwood gazette. [volume] (Redwood Falls, Minn.) 1873-1940, 1910-08-03


ing to dig a prairie dog out of his hole
with a peanut hull That pancake re-
ceipt must be jookalorum the way
they hold on to it.
"I'm most ready to give it up says
Jackson. so discouraged In his pro-
nunciations that felt sorry for him.
But did want to know how to make
them pancakes to eat on my lonely
RANCH says he. I lie awake of nights
thinking how good they are
"'You keep on trying for it. tells
him, and I'll do the same One Of us
is bound to get rope over its horns
before long. Well. SO long, Jacksy.'
you see, by this time we was on the
peacefullest of terms. When / saw
that he wasn't after Miss Willella !
had more endurable contemplations of
| that sandy haired snoozer. In order
to help out the ambitions Of his appe-
lite kept on trying to get that receipt
from Miss Willella, but every time /
would say pancakes she would get
sort Of remote and fdgety about the
eye and try to change the subject If
held her to it she would slide out
and round up Uncle Emsley with his
pitcher of water and hip pocket how
itzer.
"One day l galloped over to the store
with fine bunch of blue verbenas
that l cut out Of herd of wild flow
ers over on Poisoned Dog prairie.
Uncle Emsiey looked at 'em with one
eye shut and says:
"FHaven't We heard the newsP
"'Cattle upY asked.
"'Willella and Jackson Bird was
married in Palestine yesterday says
| he. just got letter this morning.
81 dropped them flowers in cracker
barrel and let the news trickle in my
ears and down toward my upper left
hand shirt pocket until it got to my
feet
"'Would you mind saying that over
again once more, Uncle EmsleyP says
I. Maybe my hearing has got wrong
and you only said that prime heifers
was $3.50 on the hoof or something
like that
Married yesterday says Uncle
Emsley, and gone to Waco and Niaga.
"a Falls on a wedding tour. Why
didn't you see none Of the signs al
along? Jackson Bird has been court
ing Willella ever since that day be
took her out riding
Then says / in q kind of yell
what was all this zdZzaparooia he
gives me about pancakes? Tell me
that
when said pancakes Uncle Ems
ley sort of lodged and stepped back.
Somebody's been dealing me pan.
cakes from the bottom of the deck
says, and Tll find out. believe you
know. Talk up says l. or we'il mix
a painful of batter right here
81 slid over the counter after Uncle
it was in drawer. and he missed IL
two inches. l got him by the front OF
his shirt and showed him in a corner.
Talk pancakes says |, or be made
into one Does Miss Willella make
'emY
1
and never saw one says Uncle Ems,
ley. soothing Calm down. now. Jud
calm down You've got excited. and
that wound Ia your head is contain
mating your sense of intelligence. Try
not to think about pancakes
"'Uncle Emsley.' says l. I'm not
wounded in the head except so far as
my natural cogitative instincts run to
runts. Jackson Bird told me he was
calling on Miss Willella for the pur-
pose Of finding ont her system of pro-
ducing pancakes. and he asked me to
help him get the bill Of lading Of the
| ingredients. | done so, with the re-
suits as you see. Have been sodded
down with Johnson grass by pink
eyed snoozer or what%
"'Slack up your grip on my dress
shirt says Uncle Emsley, and I'll tell
| you. Yes, it looks like Jackson Bird
has gone and humbugged you some.
The day after he went riding with
| Willella he came back and told me
| and her to watch out for you whenever
you got to talking about pancakes. He
said you was in camp once where they
was cooking fapjacks and one Of the
fellows cut you over the head with a
frying pan. Jackson said that when
ever you got overhot or excited that
wound hurt you and made you kind
| of crazy and you went raving about
| pancakes. He told us to just get you
worked off the subject and soothed
down and you wouldn't be danger
Gus. So me and Willella done the best
| by you we knew how. Well, well,
says Uncle Emsley, that Jackson Bird
is sure a seldom kind of a snoozer.' !"
During the progress Of Jud's story he
had been slowly but deity combining
certain portions OF. the contents of his
| sacks and cans. Toward the close Of it
he set before me the finished product
pair Of redhot, rich hued pancakes on
tin plate. From some secret hoard
ing place he also brought a lump of
excellent butter and bottle of golden
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