The Washington herald., 1913-03-30

be unanimous. and you dass'n't stand
out: but you didn't believe in It. Me
either. I amt maxim any pretense, but
I'll tell you it's Jest here-I'm down to
bedrock. II 1 let my farm be took away
and my stock. whats going to become
Of my wife and children? You can call
it stealing or resisting the law, or any,
thing you please. but I'll kill that feller
before I'll let him turn mo out"
Don't you think We can scare him of
Killings a nasty word"
MY father was with John Brown; he
helped kill a man. He never lost no
sleep about It: I shan't neither. Look
here. Mr.. Robbins. got lots of time to
think, winters-lots Remorse and all
them fine feelings you read Of they don't
belong to folks that are way down in the
dirt. You got to have something to eat
and wear. and not have your stomach
sassing you. and you half froze most of
the time: when your body is in sech a
fix it's keeping your mind SO full there
amt any show for any other feelings
And look a here. there's worse"-his
voice sank. why. you git to that pass
you amt able to feed your own wife
and babies. When this morning Peggy
kept hushing the baby. and she was
frettinG and moaning. and Peggy says
to me. couldn't I git a little crackers in
town: maybe the baby could eat them?
didn't feel nothing 'cept a numb ach-
ing. l kept saying, I'd "a felt that.
once!' But I didn't feel 1t now. And
all OF a sudden. ii come to me twas be-
cause ] was Citing past feeling-like you
do when wou're froze, Jest before you
die. l read story once. when l was
little shaver. that kept me awake
nights many a time. 1t was about a
Russian nobleman out sleigh riding with
his children three of EN-, on one of them
steppes; and the wolves chased them.
The father had pistoh and he would
shoot ore OF the wolves. and then the
cowardly cusses would stop to tear the
wounded critter TO pieces and eat him,
giving the folks in the sleigh a little
more time: but every time the distance
between the wolves and them when they
stopped was little smaller: but they
were getting closer to the town. and they
could see the lights. So the father, he
kept on shooting, until the wolves were
jumping up and grabbing at the sleigh.
and the last time he shot a wolf he used
up his last cartridge; then. when they
came after him again, when the lights
were nearer. and he knew IL he could
stop EN- once more he could escape he
he throwed out one of the children:
because II was this way; II he Jumped
they couldn't drive. and they'd be tipped
up. and all three OF them lost. so
he throwed out the child he loved the
best. and they got to town safely; but
he went raving crazy. Well, / thought
of him, and | said, II baby died thered
be the more chance for the others
Look here. Wesley" his companion
interrupted. quit it! You're getting
Get rid Of such fool
thoughts as those or you'll he going
off to the insane asylum: and mighty
little use your family will have OF you
there,
orr gave him no answer. Robbins
watched his impassive face and
frowned.
Hes not bad-hearted. but he's des-
perate. You can't appeal to q desper-
ate man." he thought and the other
boys are the same way. ThereW be
wild work there tonight. unless that
young fool has the papers with him