The Barre daily times. (Barre, Vt.) 1897-1959, 1912-12-17
BY M. QUAD
Copyright. 1912. by Associated Lit
erary Press.

! Gun set up DeIOTt luul iepISidCHu
and speak ten words. and what goot
could do down to Nashville?'
They purtended to give in at that
but what did the critters do but pu
me up to be voted fer when the tim,
cum. and the fust thing | knowed
WIS 'Iected by 400 majority. When
heard the news told 1t to the old wo
man and said:
"'Waal. what am gwine to do abou,
It? I've either got to hunt fer cave
and hole myself up or go to Nashville.
lyon go TO Nashville she says.
"'And what'l yo' do?'
"Ill 80 with yo'."
"Waa. we started off one day and
got aboard of the railroad kyars.
was little narvous, and the old wo-
man braced her feet and hung on with
her hands. but we got along without
any calamity. In about an hour. when
she dared to open her eyes and draw
her breath, she says to ME;
"'Zeb. how many houses have yo'
seen since we left home?'
"'More'n a hundred says |.
"'And how many peope?'
"Niore'n Il thousand
"'Shoo. Then we must hev got clear
around the world and back home
ag'inr
when we got down to Nashville
thar was so many people and so many
houses and such moyin' around that
] got the old woman behind me and
prepared to fight to the death. but not
a critter laid hands on us. Some of
'em laughed at my cowhide boots. and
some of 'em grinned at the old wo-
mans poke bonnet. but everything was
good natured. We went to tavern to
git board, and when the old woman
sees the carpets on the floors. the stuff
cheers standin' around and the lookin'
glasses as big as tablecloth she turns
pale and puts her arms around me and
says:
".Zeb, / kin see now why thar ar
so many sinners in this world. Ii a
cr1tter kin hev all these things. he
don't keer pesky drat about gwine
to heaven I'm afeared we'll be bad
nun to steal hawgs in week.
Eat the end Of three days the legis-
lachur opened. and had to go up to
the statehouse. Lordy. stranger, but
I'd rather tackled three old bars at
once! had goose flesh as l struck
that crowd, and the old woman wasn't
around to Encourage me. went into
tho statehouse with the crowd and
I'd list found seat when Teller |
comes around and says:
Excuse me. but amt that rifle
yo've got thar
".She be- says I. It's rife which |
has killed mo bars and wildcats than /
yo' could count In an hour. and she's
still ready fer the next varmint.'
But yo' can't bring no deadly weep
In yere,' he goes on. This amt no
jumpin' match nor boss race. but the
of Tennessee
II told him / knowed whar l was.
but that ! should keep tight holt of
that rife till knowed / was out of
the woods, and he goes away growlin
to hisself. Mebbe 1t was half an hour
arter that when Teller stands up on
= platform and looks at me and says:
"'Does the honorable member from
Beaver Cove expect to find any bars !
on the fooh of this house?
~ amt saytn' as do answers,
but IL thar is a riot over moonshine
whisky l might want sunthin' better
than club
''Bimeby that same Teller stood up
gin and says, as slick as yo' please:
'Mabbe the honorable member from !
Beaver Cove would like to be excused {
,or half an hour while he takes his
rum home
"'Do any crftter we're want to pick !.
'uss with Zeb Winter says as !
stands up. I
Everybody laughs and claps his
lands. but no one comes nigh me. and t
puts on my cap. shoulders my rife e
md says as | waiksaout: Z
Its an emery crowd. and thar amt
man among yo' who kin pull a rab- y
'it out OF boiler logr
- went straight TO the tavern. and
har found the old woman shiverin
nd shakin' fur her life.
whats the matter? says /.
They've put piiler cases trimmed
nth lace on our bed says she. and
he gorgeousness OF IL will bring on
cart disease! Zeb. fur the Lawd's
AXE. let's go back homer
but I'm here to watch moonshine.
ays I.
Never mind moonshine nur nothin'
lse on the face OF this airth, but let's
e a-gittin'. This world amt fur us,
eb. We is like two lost children wan
erin through the woods and expectin
, be eat up any mint. and I'm so
zeart and frustrated that shan't live
yo days longer. Zeb. II 20 love me.
,me homer
IN do IT, says T. And she got on
or poke. packed our carpetbag. and
Q was out OF the town OF Nashville
10 shutdown. never to go back"