Crittenden record-press. [volume] (Marion, Ky.) 1909-191?, 1913-03-06


and presto! the thing was done.
"Nell had reached dresser and was
standing before mirror trying to re-
arrange her disordered hair and WHIP
ing the dust off of her little nose and
from among the little crevices around
her eyes.
"'Nell, l probably because
l didn't know just what else to talk
about--'we did go fly! flying to Pop
and Benny, didn't we?'
eyes, we sure did, Zeb, sle re-
piled, and ii you wake up in the morn
ing, poor thing, and discover yourself
bald-headed and minus nose or other
such facial protuberances, you can't
blame me, can you, Zeb.? l had t.
hold to something
Certainly, Nell, | replied. Il am
only too glad that my nose was there
/ for you to hold to. What else are
noses for but to use in cases of emer-
gency?'
"'And do you know, Zeb, she said,
that when old Slick Selm jumped,
that big gully you bit one of my fin
gers? Well, you did. That was when
let go of your mouth and grabbed
hold of your ear.
"'Well. I'm sorry bit you, Nell, l
said. Il hope you won't take hydro
phobia, poor thing. But you can't
blame me, can you, Nell? It was a
clear case of Involuntary
'Zebulum. will you have light?
interrupted Brother NARROW, seeirg hat
had my pipe, ready filled, in my
hand.
81 was about to borrow light from
the accommodating minister when, on
looking out, saw the sheriff and his
party coming up the road. They were
marching along up the lane, two
abreast, the sheriff and the town mar
shall in the lead, the deputy and Solo
mon Wiggleford just behind them,
with Highfeld Jones and Bobby
Broadway bringing up the rear, all
coming in brisk walk and keeping
step, like trained infantry. AS they
got opposite the house Squire Brown
low also saw them.
"Hey, therep he shouted, as he
made a break for the front gate
Don't you know, confound you, that
you can't do anything like that, by
gum, while you are in the Foads Ferry
country right by a mans
house at meal time without stopping?'
"By grit. Squire, answered the sher-
if, the temptation is irresistible
What do you say, boys? Shall we tell
the Squire to 'get behind us, Satan?"
l warn you, though, Squire, it will be
a regular cleaning up of your winters
food supply, for we are all as hungry
as the six men from Bagdad. These
scamps haven't had square meal for
a week.
"Well, get yourselves on in, said
the Squire, pointing toward the house
and after supper, by gum, l will get
Benny to take you to Marion in the
wagon.
Squire Brownlow marched the six
men into the house, then conducted US
all into the dining room, where table
large enough to accommodate the
whole crowd was spread. Squire
Brownlow occupied the head of the
table. Brother NARROW the foot and
the rest of US. except Benny who had
eaten his supper while we were down
on the river, took seats along the sides.
after, Brother NARROW had returned
thanks, the Squire told us to fall to,
and we did so, without further cere-
mony.
"'In the absence of DR.. Gillian,
said the sheriff, Il would drop word
of warning to Robby against over
indulgence, owing to his recent conva-
lescence. l don't want him to collapse,
by grit, until we get to headquarters.
We'll, it is this way, Sheriff, began
Bobby, l.
."'Do you know, Nelly interrupted
the sheriff, that there is trouble ahead
for a certain bridegroom in this crowd?
Well, there is. The first time l go
down to old Baalam Lightfoot's, by
grit, I'm going to inform MISS Annie
that Zebulum has not ONLY married
another girl, but that he is guilty also
of impersonating herself. And what
do you think he called you, Nell?
Honey Bug? Sugar Lump? Not much.
Spiced Preciousness? Not much. He
called you little yaller-haired flip of
thing. (haw! haw! hawD He
"Sheriff, you may pass me another
small leo of that fowl IL vou will nv