The Morgan City daily review. (Morgan City, La.) 1916-1920, 1917-04-07
FORCED TO OWN up
Mr.. pEAsLEE TELLS OF DOWN.
FALL OF STUBBORN MAN.

Of Course Jonas Might Have Thought
the Window Was Open, but Il 10
Certain That the Shoe Came
Through It.
'That Jonas Ebbitt," observed Caleb
Peaslee as he leaned upon his hoe and
addressed Obed Quincy, ''is the stub
bOrnest man in Dilmouth. / wouldn't
be s'prised if he was the stubbornest
one in Name"
Mr.. Quincy nodded his head in con-
firmation. "Ebbitt is sot," he conceded
mildly, "but what fetched him into
your mind right at this minute?''
"Oh, jest got to thinkin'," Mr.. Peas
Ice replied. Last night Jone had a
chance to show how 'sot' he could be,
and I happened to be there when he
done IT,
"Jest what shape did his sotness
take2' Mr.. Quincy wanted to know;
and Caleb chuckled.
He'd come down to the post office
by way Of the beach road" he began,
land he'd got gravel into both Of his
shoes. Stead of takin' of one shoe
and dumpin' the gravel out of that and
then putin it back on again, he took
'em both of. + d'know why. I pre-
sumo likely he done it to be different.
"When he went to put 'em on again
he took up the left shoe fust and tried
to put it onto his right foot. Mebbe
he'd have shifted it to the other foot If
Lem Piper'd KEEP his mouth shut; but
Lem amt gifted that way.
"'That's the wrong shoe you're tryin'
to put on that foot, Ebbitt,' Lem says,
and Jones mouth came together like a
trap.
"T guess I know full's much bout
MY shoes and feet as you do, Lem
Piper he snapped out, and less it
makes some greet difference to you, I'm
goin' to put these shoes on to suit my
SELF So Lem, knowing that talkin'
wouldn't change him, jest watched him,
and so did the rest Of US.
well. by workin' and twistin' he
managed to get the left shoe onto his
right foot, and then he started on the
other one, and by the time he'd got
that one on l don't b'lieve days work
would have tired him more. His fore
head was all of a sweat, and they must
have hurt him like time, but he never
showed a sign Of changing 'em.
HE sot there spell, to make it ap-
pear that he hadn't been dom anything
out Of the common, and then he said
he'd got to be gittin' long home.
my way laid along with his, SO !
started with him. l wanted to get
home, Of course, and besides that /
wanted to see how he'd make out to
cripple home with them shoes on the
wrong feet. He didn't act very tickled
to have me along, and only grunted
when told him I'd bear him company.
II nistrust that If I hadn't been with
him them shoes would have come Of
bout as soon as he got round the fust
turn; but with me there he couldn't
shift 'em without givin' in that he was
wrong: ind I guess he'd ruther lose .
foot than do that.
III half mile ever seemed long to
any man, that piece Of road between
the pos. Office and Ebbitt's place must
have seemed long to him. It must
have bout killed him to walk it, but
he tried not to make any sign of it.
Once or twice he'd step on a stone
thatd roll, Or on an uneven place
in the road. and it'd fairly fetch a
groan out of him; but he tried to turn
it off that he was kind of singin' or
humn!ih' onder his breath.
"We fin'ly fetched up at his place.
and Jone didn't waste any time in
sayin' good night to me. He jest hob
bled up that path to his door, walkin'
on the sides Of his feet and groanin'
every time he sot foot on hubble. He
fairly fell into the door, and for what
took place afterwards-well, L dessay
Jonas thought the winder was open."
'Winder was open'Y repeated Mr..
Quincy, wonderingly, and Caleb nod
dcd.
II hadn't taken more'n a dozen
steps," he explained, when I heard
the sound of glass breakin', and some
thing struck within ten feet Of me in:
the road. l took pains to 60 and pick
1t up, and 1t was a shOe-'bout such q
shoe as I'd seen Jonas put on to wear
home.
"And from the way it come out
through the winder there so spiteful,"
Mr.. Pcaslcc concluded dryly, II thought
that Jonas had sort Of give in for once
that he was wrong."-YOuth's Com
panion.
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