Ceredo advance. [volume] (Ceredo, W. Va.) 1885-1939, 1911-09-20

to grub" said Frank.
Tain't no use rustlin' any more
wood that knows OF. Go ahead and
use 1t. II you fellers has got airy
milk and sugar n will pass out some
coffee with 'em III be mighty glad
yer come. Hog and hominy's all
right fer spell, but it gets sickenin'.
Got er plug O. terbaccy?"
Not only did Frank get out the
canned COW and sugar, but he made
biscuits in the Dutch oven and the
eyes OF the hunters fairly glistened at
visions OF the feast.
Come ahead, grub's ready" said
he: bring your cups. we haven't
enough to go round"
Never before in any warm country
have / seen such appetites.
i've got ter go over ter tn island
now" said Jackson, after eating I'M
til there was nothing more to eat "I'd
ask you fellers ter grub with us eff
we had anythin' fer yer"
AS his boat approached the island
cloud OF birds filled the air Two
shots were fired and two birds fell
to the water. At intervals through
the afternoon the sound OF shots float
ed over US, and after each one there
was a sudden burst of flying birds
from tree tops.
That evening we sat in the lee OF
the camp fire, for the mosquitoes were
legion and the smoke less OF an evil
The professor repeated his ques-
ton OF the morning, this time to
Jackson.
Are the mosquitoes always as bad
as this?"
Nope, not alters. but outlines
they is a heap worse'n this ere. Red
bugs worries US sometimes, too, and
b'tween 'em things is tough"
Il don't like the killing OF birds.
but / sure think you earn the money
II you live through this sort OF
thing" replied the professor.
yep. we do, every cent"
Cant you get an easier job?"
.. They amt no other way fer me ter
make er Twin an I do II thisaway.
! amt erlowed ter do 1t out'r this
beastly place, so I does II here No.
sir. want ter live Jess much as you
dol"
IF you can't leave the place. how
can you carry on the trade" asked
the curator. There was genuine sym
pathy in his tone. and softened by this
and the spell OF the camp fire, the
man went on:
why, I'm staked fer this work. A
man comes down here and puts this
gun inter my hand, gives me hog n
hominy. a little coffee n lot er
shells. Then he pays me fer the
plumes I brings him. Tint healthy
fer me ter go none outside, so he
arranges things. SOS don't have
ter"
Rotten business-who's at the bot
tom Of It anyhow"
Eyer wiIpmen folk. What does
they keer fer us feIlers Twin in this
hell down hsre, er fer the little birds
thet starve ter death because I've shot
their pappys and mammys? | swear
I'd like nothin' buetter'n to show them
wimmen how us fellers got them
plumes. But Lor' tint no manner
er use, they gotter look purity. and
thsy's goln' ter do It. Let tn young.
'uns starve ter death"
m dead set against the whole
business, Jackson. but when get
beck home I'm going 10 tell some
people where I think the trouble lies
and it's not with you hunters
eitherl"
That night the mosquitoes held
concert around my bar. | could hardly
sleep because Of the noise and-be.
cause I remembered two hunters with
bars filled with holes.
When we left the camp I'm the
morning all the sullen, suspicious look
had come back to the faces Of the
hunters. They were glad to have u,
go, but I wondered II they didn't thinI
It might be safer to plant Ls RICH
there. felt sure they regretted tn
thawing out Of the night before I'm
der the influence OF the camp fire.
What a nfei Can anything b.
worse?" said the curator. thinking on
loud.
Have you-all ever heard tell o. In
chain gang?" asked Frank.