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The Greenville journal. [volume] (Greenville, Ohio) 1850-1918, 1912-04-18

'Who?-that little old Jimmy Gar
ner? l hope / don't talk like that
chicken; he's bout the measliest boy
that is and l like you mother sight
better'n him. You're plumb jim
dandy, Billy" came from the door
way.
SOS you" howled back the delight
cd and flattered Billy.
Jimmy thought he would pop
wide open in his efforts to keep from
laughing.
How'd you like to De my sweet
hearth" he asked.
"Ps already promised to marry
Miss Cecilia when l puts on long
pants, but If we ever gets 'vorce I'd
mother sight ruther have you n
anybody. You can be my lady frien'
anyhow" was the loud reply.
I'm coming for you to go riding in
my little pony and cart" said gig
Cling Jimmy
"All right, rs going to ask Aunt MI
nerva to lemme go. Can't we take
Jimmy, too?"
This was too much for the little
boy. He had held himself in as long
as possible. He burst into peal Of
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you a nap is yuh, yuh 'ceitful caterpil-
lar. Come on hone dis minute"
''Lemme go. Sarah Jane" protest
ed the little boy trying to jerk away
from her, Il got to stay here and
pertec' Billy and Miss Minerva's beau,
cause they's a robber might come
back and tie 'em up and make 'em
bleed II l amt here"
Did Mr.. Algernon Jones make all
that blood?" asked the awestricken
little boy gazing in admiration at the
victim of Mr.. Jones energy. "You sho'
is hero to stan up an let him knock
you down like he DONE"
Yes" cried Jimmy, as the black
woman dragged him kicking and strug-
CLING through the hall, ives all he
roes, but l bet I'm the heroest hero
they is, and | bet Miss MInerva's go
ing to be mad bout you all spilling all
that blood on her nice clean floor"
"Lemme see yo' big toe what was
shot off by all them Yankees and In
juns what you killed in the war;" said
Billy to Miss Minerva's beau.
The major smiled at the little boy;
a man-to-man smile, full of good COM
radeship. humor and understanding.
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idiotic manner. He was making a
valiant effort to keep from exposing his
rear elevation to her; once he had to
walk backward.
William" she said, sharply, you
will break my plates. What is the
matter With you tonight?"
A little later they were sitting qui-
etly in Miss Minervas room. She was
reading THE Christian at Home" and
he was absently looking at picture
book.
Sam Lambs wife Sukey sho' is a
beautiful patcher," he remarked, feel
ing his way.
She made no answering comment,
and the discouraged little boy was ST.
lent for a few minutes. He had worn
Aunt Cindy's many-colored patches too
often to be ashamed of this one for
himself, but he felt that he would like
to draw his aunt out and find how she
stood on the subject of patches.
Aunt Minerva" he presently ask
ed, what sorter patches'd you ruther
wear on yo' pants, blue patches or
brown"
"On my what?" she asked, looking
at him severely over her paper.
81 mean If you're me" he hastily ex-
planned. Don't you think blue patches
is the mos nat'ral LOOKING"
What are you driving at, William"
she asked; but without waiting for his
answer she went on with her read
ing.
The Greenville journal. [volume] (Greenville, Ohio) 1850-1918, 1912-04-18
CHAPTER XIV.
Billy. the CreduIous.

After the advent and disappearance
of the exciting Mr.. Jones, Miss Mi
nerva, much to Billy's joy, had tele-
phone put in the house. He sat in the
hall the day it was put in waiting for
it TO ring.
Jimmy, coming up on the front
porch and through the half-open door
and seeing him sitting there, rang
the door bell just for a joke,
ready to burst into a laugh when
the other little boy turned around and
saw who it was. Billy. however, in
his eagerness mistook the ring for the
telephone cell and joyfully climbed up
on the chair, which he had stationed
in readiness. He took down the re.
ceiver as he had seen Jimmy do in his
home, and, without once seeing that
little boy standing few feet from
him, he yelled at the top of his
lungs:
Hello! Who is that?"
This is Marie Yarbrough," replied
Jimmy from the doorway, instantly
recognizing Billy's mistake.
Marie Yarbrough was a little girl
much admired by the two boys, as she
had pony and cart of her very own.
However, she lived in a different part
of the town and attended another Sun
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| laughter so merry and so loud that
Billy, turning quickly, almost fell out
of the chair.
What you doin', a-listening to me
talk to Marie Yarbrough th'oo the tel
ephone?" he questioned angrily.
Marie you pigs foot" was the in
elegant response. THAT was just me
a-talklng to you all the time. You all
time think you talking to little girls
and all times t amt nobody but me-"
A light dawned on the innocent one.
He promptly hung up the receiver and
got down out of the chair Before jim
my was fully aware of his intention,
Billy had thrown him to the floor and
was giving him good pommeling.
Say you got 'nough?" he growled
from his position astride of the 9TH
er boy.
Il got 'nough, Billy" repeated
Jimmy.
Say you sorry you done it,"
Il say I sorry | done it," abjectly
repeated the younger child. Get up.
Billy, fore you bust my stommick
open"
Say you amt never a-goin' to tell
nobody, cross yo' heart" was the next
! command.
Il say l amt never going to tell no
body, cross my heart. Get up, Billy,
fore you makes me mad, and amt
no telling what I'll do to you if l
get mad"
Say you's a low-down Jezebel
skunk"
Il amt going to say I'm nothing of
the kind" spiritedly replied the under
dog. You all time wanting somebody
to call theirselfs somepin. You're a
low-down Isabella skunk yourself"
You got to say it," insisted the
victor, renewing hostilities.
I'll say I'm a Isabella, cause Isa-
bella discovered America, and's in
the Bible" replied the tormented
one; Miss Cecilia 'splained it to
me-
Billy accepted his compromise and
Jimmy's fiattened stomach, relieved
of it's burden, puffed out to its usual
roundness as that little boy rose to his
feet, saying:
Sam Lamb would "a died a-laugh-
ing, Billy, if he'd seen you telephon-
ing"
He'd better never hear tell Of it,"
was the threatening rejoinder.
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ByFRANGS BOYD CALHOUN
(Copyright, by Reilly & Britton Col

spoons from the sideboard to his pock-
cts when a noise at the dining room
door caused him to look in that d.
rection. With an oath he sprang for
ward, and landed his fist upon the
nose of plump gentleman standing
there, bringing a stream Of blood and
sending him sprawling to the floor.
Mr.. Jones overturned a big-eyed little
boy who was in his way, and walk
ing rapidly in the direction of the rail-
road, the erstwhile plumber was seen
no more.
Jimmy quickly recovered himself
and sprang to his feet. Seeing the
blood streaming down the white shirt
front of Miss Minerva's unconscious
beau, he gathered his wits together
and took the thread of events again
into his own little hands. He flung
himself over the fence careless Of
Sarah Jane this time, mounted chair
and once more rang the telephone.
Hello! Is that you, Miss Central?
This is me some more. Gimme DR..
Sanfords Office please"
Hello! Is that you, doctor? This
is me. Mr.. Algernon Jones done kilt
Miss Minerva's beau. He's on her
back porch bloody all over. He's bout
the deadest man they is. You'd better
come toreckly you can and bring the
hearse, and coffin and a clean shirt
and a tombstone. He's wounded me
but I amt dead yet. Goodby."
DR.. Sanford received Jimmy's crazy
message in astonishment. He, too,
rang the telephone again and again,
walked down to Miss Minerva's house
and rang the door bell. Jimmy open
ed the door and led the way to the
back porch, where the injured man,
who had just recovered consciousness,
was sitting Imply in chair.
What does all this mean? Are you
hurt?" asked the doctor as he exam
ined Mr.. Jones victim.
mo, l think I'm all right now" was
the reply; "but that scoundrel certain
ly gave me severe blow"
Billy, shut up in the bath room and
listening to all the noises and confu-
soin, had been scared nearly out of his
senses. He had kept still as a mouse
till now. when thinking he heard
friendly voices he yelled out: open
the do an unite me-"
owe done forgot Ri1Iy" said the
little rescuer, as he ran to the bath
room door and opened it. He was
followed by the doctor, who cut the
cords that bound the prisoner
Now, William" commanded DR..
Sanford, as they grouped themselves
around the stout, plump gentleman in
the chair begin at the beginning,
and let us get at the bottom of this"
"Mr. Algernon Jones he come to the
gate" explained the little boy, "an' he
say he goin to fix the water pipe an
The Greenville journal. [volume] (Greenville, Ohio) 1850-1918, 1912-04-18
CHAPTER XVII.
a Green-Eyed Billy.

Have some candy?" said Miss Ce-
ella, offering a big box of bonbons
to Billy, who was visiting her.
"Where'd you git 'em?" he asked. as
he helped himself generously.
Maurice sent them to me this morn
ing"
Billy put all his candy back into the
box.
81 don't believe l want noner yo'
candy" he said, scowling darkly. Il
reckon you likes him better n me any
how, don't your"
Il love you dearly" she replied
The child stood in front Of her and
looked her squarely in the eye. His
little form was drawn to its full, proud
height, his soft, fair cheeks were flush
ed, his big, beautiful gray eyes looked
somber and sad.
"Is you in love with that red
headed Maurice Richmond, an jes' a.
foolin' O. me?" he asked with dig,
nifty.
A bright flush dyed crimson the
young lady's pretty face.
She put her arm around the childish,
graceful figure and drew the little boy
to the sofa beside her.
Now, honey, you mustn't be silly
she said, gently, you are my own
dear, little sweetheart"
AN ! reckon he's yo' own, dear
big sweetheart" said the Jealous Billy
We'll, all / got to say is this-here: II
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Billy's little neart went out to him
at once.
''I can't take off my shoes at present."
said the veteran. We'll, l must be 60
ing; l feel all right now"
Billy looked at him with big, SOL
emn eyes.
"You couldn't never go 'thout yo'
pants, could you?" he asked, cause
Aunt Minerva jest nachelly despises
pants"
The man eyed him quizZically.
We'll, no; don't think l could"
he replied: Il don't think I'd look any
better in a Mother Hubbard or a XII
mono"
The little boy sighed.
(Which you think is the fittenest
name" asked he, BILLY or William"
BILLY, Billy" enthusiastically came
the reply.
81 like mens," said William Green
Hill. Il sho' wisht' you could come
and live right here with me and Aunt
Minerva"
81 wish so, too," said the major.
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CHAPTER xIV.-continued.

Jimmy seeing no hope of eluding
Sarah James vigilance, resorted to
strategy and deceit.
"'Tain't no fun setting out here" he
called to her, 80 I'm going in the
house and take a nap"
She willingly consented, as she was
through with her ironing and thought
TO snatch a few winks of sleep her
self
The little boy slipped quietly through
the house. noiselessly across the back
yard and into his fathers big gar
den, which was separated from that
of his neighbor Ly high board fence.
He quickly climbed the fence, flew
across Miss Minerva's tomato patch
and tiptoed up her back steps to the
back porch, his little bare feet giving
no sign of his presence. Hearing GU
rious noises coming from the bath
room, where Billy was humping the
chair up and down in his efforts to re-
spot, promptly unlocked the door and
walked in. Billy by scuffling and tug
ging had freed his mouth from the
towel that bound it at that mo-
ment.
"Hush!" he whispered as Jimmy
opened the door, you'll get eat up
alive If you don't look out" His tone
was so mysterious and thrilling and
he looked so scared tied to the chair
that the younger boys blood almost
froze in his veins.
What you doing all tied up SOP"
he asked, in low, frightened tones.
"Mr Algernon Jones done it. l
spec he's a robber an is jes' a-rob-
BERN right now," answered Billy.
"Tll unite you,' said his chum.
Nav; you better not" said Billy
bravely. He might git away. You
leave me jes' like he fixed me SOS
you can try to ketch him. / hear him
in the dinin' room now. You leave
me right here an step over to yo'
house an phone to some mems to
come and git him quick. Shet the do
ag'in an don't make no noise. Fly,
now!"
And Jimmy did fly. He again took
the garden route and in a minute was
at the telephone with the receiver to
his ear.
Hello! Is that yod, Miss Central?
This Is me-" he howled into the trans
mitter Gimme Miss Minerals beau.
don't know his number but he's got
a office over my papa's bank"
His father being out of town, the
little boy shrewdly decided that Miss
Minervas beau was the next best man
to help capture the robber.
Miss Minerva what lives by me-"
he shrieked.
Fortunately Central recognized his
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he's a-goin' to come to see you ev'y
day then amt never comm no mo-.
He's been a-carryin' on his foolishness
bout S long as | can stand 1t. You
got to choose tween us right this min
ute; he comes down here mos evy
day, he's tuck you drivin' more'n fifty
hunderd times, an he's give you all
the candy you can stuff"
"He is not the only one who comes
to see me-" she said smiling down at
him. Jimmy comes often and Len
Hammer and Will Reid. Don't you want
them to Gomez"
Don't nobody pay no 'tention to
Jimmy" he replied cOntemptuously;
she amt nothin' but baby, an them
other mems can come if you wants 'em
to; but" said Billy, with lovers I'M
erring intuition, Il amt a-goin' to
stand for that long-legged, sorrel-top
Maurice Richmond a-trottin his great
big carkiss down here ev'y minute.
wish Aunt Minervad let me put on
long pants tomorrer SOS we could git
married" He caught sight Of a new
ring sparkling on her finger.
who give you that ring?" he ask
ed sharply.
"A little bird brought it to me-" she
said, trying to speak gayly and blush.
ing again.
"A big red-headed peckerwood." said
Billy savagely.
CTO BE CoNTINUED.)
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The child was silent tor a long time,
his little mind busy, then he began;
Aunt Minerva"
She peered at him over her glasses
a second, then dropped her eyes to the
paper where an interesting article on
Foreign Missions held her attention.
Aunt Minerva, snagged-Aunt
Minerva, l snagged my-my skin to-
day"
Let me see the place." she said. abb
sently. her eyes glued to a paragraph
describing a cannibal feast.
Il s a-settin' on 1t right now" he re-
piled.
Another long silence ensued. Billy
resolved to settle the matter.
'Ps gettin' sleepy" he yawned.
Aunt Minerva, want to say my pray
ers and go to bed"
She laid her paper down and he
dropped to his knees by her side. He
usually sprawled all over her lap dur
ing his lengthy devotions, but tonight
he clasped his little hands and rear
ed back like rabbit on its haunches.
After he had rapidly repeated the
Lords Prayer, which he had recent
ly learned, and had invoked blessings
on all his new friends and never-to-be-
forgotten old ones, he concluded with:
"An', o Lord, you done KEEP me
f'om meddlin' with Aunt Minervas
hose any mo-, an you done KEEP me
fom gittin any mo- Easter eggs, an
playin' any mo- Injun, an you done
KEEP me I'm lettin' Mr.. Algernon Jones
come ag'in, an now, o Lord, please
don't lemme worry the very 'zistence
outer Aunt Minerva any mo- n you
can help, like she said l done this
mornin', an please, if thy will be done,
don't lemme tear the next new
breeches what she'll gimme like done
ruint these here what got on"
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"Yo' unions is injured plum scan
erlous," was his discouraging decision,
land hit pears ter me dat 20 hide
done suffer, too; you's got or turrible
scratch"
The child sighed. The injury to the
flesh was of small importance-he
could hide that from his aunt-but the
rent In his trousers was a serious
matter.
Il wish l could get 'em mended fore
| goes home" he said wistfully.
81 tell you what do" suggested
Sam, II low Miss Cecilia1l holp yeh;
jest go by her house an she'll darn
'em up fer yeh."
Billy hesitated.
well, you see, Sam, me an Miss
Cecilia's engaged an we's Akin to
marry jes' 8 soon's l put on long
pants, an shame to ask her. An
l don't believe young 'omans patches
the breeches of young mans what
they's goin' to marry nohow. Do you?
Aunt Minerva ain never patched no
breeches for the major. And then,"
with a modest blush, my unions is
tore, too, an amt got on nothin' else
to hide my skin"
Again he turned his back to his
friend and, his clouded little face look
ing over his shoulder, he asked: do
my meat show, Sam?"
"She am visible ter the naked eye,"
and Sam Lamb laughed loudly at his
own wit.
Il don't believe God pays me much
attention nohow," said the little boy
dolefully; levy day gets put to bed
cause sumpin's all time a-happenin'.
If he'd had a eye on me like he ought
er they wouldn't a been no snaggin'.
Aunt Minervas gOin' to be mad th'oo
an thoo."
MAY be my OIL oman can fix 'em,
SOS dey won't be SO turrible bad"
suggested the negro, faint fer, so
you jes run down ter my cabin an tell
Sukey l say fix dem breeches."
The child needed no second bidding
he fairly few Sans wife was cook
ing, but she cheerfully stopped her
work to help the little boy. She sew
ed up the union suit and put bright
blue patch On his brown linen
breeches.
Billy felt q little more cheerful,
though he still dreaded confessing to
his aunt, and he loitered along the
way till it was nearly dark. Supper
was ready when he got home and he
walked into the dining room with his
customary ease and grace. But he took
his seat uneasily, and he was so quiet
during the meal and ate so little that
his aunt asked him if he was sick.
He was planning in his mind how to
break the news Of the days disaster
to her.
you are improving, William" she
remarked presently, you haven't got
into any mischief today. You have
been a mighty good little boy now for
two days"
Billy flushed at the compliment and
shifted uneasily in his seat. That
patch seemed to burn him.
IF Godd jest do his part" he said
darkly, Il wouldn't never git in no
meanness."
After supper Miss Minerva washed
the dishes in the kitchen sink and
Billy carried them back to the dining
room. His aunt caught him several
times prancing sideways in the most
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he say he's a plumber He's a very
'greeable man, but l don't want Aunt
Minerva to marry him, now. | was
plump tickied at him an ! tuck him
to the bath room an fust thing ]
knowed he grabbed hotter me an
shuck me like what you see a cat
do mouse, an he say"
And he'd moren million whis-
kers," interrupted Jimmy, who
thought Billy was receiving too much
attention, "and he"
"One at a time" said the doctor.
Proceed, William"
AN he say he'll bust my brains out
er my head if | holler, an | amt a.
goin to holler neither, an he tie me
to chair an tie my mouth up an,
lock the do
And | coined over" said Jimmy,
eagerly, "and l run home and see
Mr.. Algernon Jones is robber an |
'phoned to Miss Minerva's beau, and if
he'd brunged what ] telled him, he
wouldn't never got cracked in the face
like Mr.. Algernon Jones done crack
him, and Billy got to all time let rob-
berss in the house so they can knock
mans and little boys down."
while you stand talking here the
scoundrel will get away" said the in
jured man.
That's So" agreed Dr. Sanford,
80 I'll go and find the sheriff"
Sarah James huge form loomed up
in the back hall doorway, and she
grabbed Jimmy by the arm.
"Yaas," she cried, you gwine take
The Greenville journal. [volume] (Greenville, Ohio) 1850-1918, 1912-04-18
CHAPTER XVI.
The Humble Petition


Billy, sitting in an old buggy in
front of the livery stable, had just
engaged in a long and interesting
conversation with Sam Lamb. He was
getting out of the vehicle when the
sharp wire around the broken rod
caught in the back of his trousers and
tore a great hole. He felt a tingling
pain and looked over his shoulder to
investigate Not being satisfied with
the result, he turned his back to the
negro and anxiously inquired: "ls my
breeches tore, Sam?"
''Dey am dat" was the reply, "dey
am busted FIN Dan ter Beersheba."
What | goin' to do bout it?" ask
ed the little boy. Aunt Minerva sho'
will be mad. These here's bran-spankin'
new trousers what amt never wore
tell today. Amt you got needle an
thread SOS you can fix 'em, Sam?"
Nary er needle" said Sam Lamb.
rs my union suit tore, too?" asked
Billy again turning his back for in
spection.
His friend made a close examina-
ton.