Bisbee daily review., 1913-12-28
PART ONE
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On the Labrador.

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 But then it's to please you, and that's what I'm for
 So l proceeds to stroke the fur smooth. lay the paws down scff, fold up the smile, and purr. A sort ot truthfulness steals over me. Goin' tc be dui, too. .
 No, dunno how to bC in. z thiE yarn was a rope, I'd coil ls down be, fore l bean tC pay o-,. 1u lays the end so, and acE sb E5gu. Gllg by r.EE .un-.l the ighs'l cOiICd. smooth, ready to lake of Gs it runs. l delayed a lynchiug once 10 do just that, and re, lieve the patients mInd It all ant of so well!
 When we kids wcIe gCod. nctaes she used to own we came Of pedigree stock; but when Vi .e bad. seems we took after father lcU sec mothers folk was the elecl. 5cTE ot born saved They allowed thersf be room in Heaven for one hundred ard foTty-fouT thousand just persons, mostly from Nova Seotia, but vnen they took tc sorting the oigLbors, they'd get ex eluaive.
 Anyway, mothers folk as q tribe. is :aillionairos in grace and pretty well 1xed in Nova Scotia. Then shes found out, secretly E ErroG among tine goats Her nams's scratched cut of the fam. fly Bible. with a strong hint to the Lord to scratch her entry from tha Book or Life. She's married a sailor, man, before the mast, @ LiYeyeTe from the Labrador, a man without a dollar suspected of being EpisCopalian.
 Tn them days the Labrador sin't laid out exactly to suit mother. Shes used to luxury-coal il the Icau-to. taties in the cellar, COWS in the barn barter store round the corner. mails. chur-A. school. and a jail right handy so T.z can enjoy the ungodIv getting of JE.ir j-s5 deserts. But in our time the Labrador E-.s just Gods country. all rocks, ice. ard sea, to put the fear into proud sGlts--ro need of teach CTS. IL Eflaa oE tae veaEliugs-n0 need Of ccctcrs. 4 scagcl to -r.re men--no need of preachers. Tl- za was work OF starve"-no H'.a. rgI lawyers. It's police, and court a..l hangman all complete, fire and hail snow and vapors, wind and storm ful filling His word.
 Fathers home was an overturned schooner, turfed in, and he was surely proud of having a bigger place than any other Liveyere on the coast. There was the hold overhead for slowing winter fisn, and room downstairs for the family, the team of seven husky dogs, and even cord or two Cf fire. wood. We kids used to play at New fnIanders up in the hold, when the winter storms were tearing the tops of the hills, and the Eskimo devil howIed blue sbrieks outside. The hus kies makes wolf songs all about the fewness of fish, and we'd hear mother give father a piece of her mind That's about the first ! remember, but al what mother thought about poor fa ther took years and years to say.
 l used to be kind Of sorry for fatEcr You see he worked the bones through his hide. turing all winter and fish ing summers, aud what he earned he'd get in truck from the company. All us Liveyeros owed to the Hudson Bay but father worked hardest and he owed most, hundreds and hundreds oi skins. The company trusted hin There wasn't a man on the coast more trusted than he was, with moth. CT to feed, and six kids, besides seven husEies, and fathers aunt, Thessa Ionika, widow with four chilcren and a tumor, living down to Last Hope beyond the Rocks.
 There was secrets about father, and if mother ever found out! You see. he looked like q white man, curly yaller hair sane as me. and he was fearful strong. But in his inside don't ever tel!i--he was partly small boy same's me. and the other half Of him-don't ever let on.-was noun taibeer injun. I seen his three broth CTS, the finest fellers you ever-yes, Scotch halfbTeeds-and mother never kneR.
 Thar's me on fathers knee, with my nose in his buckskin shirt, and even 10 this day the wood smoke in camp brings back the wuff. whereas summers his boots smeit fsby. What happened first or afterwards IS all mixed up. but there's the smoke smell and sister Maggie lying in the bunk, ali white and froze.
 There's fish smell. and Polly who used to walloD ae with a slipper lying white and froze. And yet knew she couldn't get froze in sum mer.
 Then there's smoke smell, and big Tommy, bigger nor father, throwing up blood. I said he'd catch it from