Wauwatosa news. [volume] (Wauwatosa, Wis.) 1900-1948, 1919-02-28

sing and did sing while be worke<--p
songs that ratified from his lips in 9
way that amused me greatly. Then,
too, he could rip out words that had
a new and wonderful sound In them
/ made up my mind that ne was like
~ to become valuable assss when ]
heard Aunt Deel saw to my Uncle Pea
body:
''YouIl have TO send that loafer
away, right now, ayes. guess you
will"
"Why?"
Because this boy has learnt to
swear like a pirate-ayes-he hasI"
Uncle Peabody didn't know It but
I myself had begun to suspect it, and
that hour the man was sent away,
and 1 remember that he left In anger
with number of those new words
flying from his lips. A forced march
to the upper room followed that event
Uncle Peabody explained that 1t was
wicked TO swear-that boys who did
1t had very bad luck, and mine came
in a moment. never had more of
it come along In the same length OF
time
After ceased to play with the
Wills boy Uncle Peabody used TO
say, often, 1t was pity that hadn't
somebody Of my own age for COM
pany. Every day felt sorry that the
Wills boy had turned out so badly,
and / doubt not the cat and the shep-
herd dog and the chickens and Uncle
Peabody also regretted his failures,
especially the dog and Uncle Peabody,
who bore all sorts of indignities for
my sake.
One day when Uncle Peabody went
for the mail he brought Amos Grim
shaw to visit me. He was four years
older than la freckled, red-haired
boy with a large mouth and thin lips
He wore a silver watch and chain
which strongly recommended him in
my view and enabled me to endure
his air of condescension.
He let me feel it and look it all
over and l slyly touched the chain
with my tongue just TO see If It had
any taste to 1t. and Amos told me
that his father had given it to him and
that 1t always kept him "ktnd o.
scairt."
"Why7"
''For fear I'll break err lose It an
git licked" he answered.
He took a little yellow paper-cov-
cred book from Ibis pocket ana began
to read to himself.
"What's thatT 1 ventured to ash
by and by.
"a story" he answered. 81 met =
ragged oil woman In the road t'other
day an she give me a lot Of 'em and
showed me the pictures an 1 got to
readin' 'em. Don't you tell anybody
cause my oil dad hates stories an
he'd lick me It'll / couldn't stan If be
knew I was readin' 'em."
l begged him to read out loud and
he read from a tale OF two robbers
named Thunderbolt and Lightfoot who
lived In cave IN the mountains. They
were bold, free, swearing men whC
rode beautiful horses at wild gal
lop and carried guns and used then
freely and with unerring skill ant
helped themselves to what they want
ed.
BE stopped, by and by, and confidet
to me the fact that he thought hC
would run away and join a band Of
robbers.
"How do you run away?" I asked
"Just take the turnpike and keeT
goin' toward the mountains. When
We meet a band o. robbers give ZEN
the sign an tell 'em you want to
join"
He went on with the book and read
how the robbers had hung a captive
who had prosecuted them and inter
fered with their sport. The story ex.
| planned how they put the rope around
the neck of the captive and threw
the other end Of 1t over the limr
Of tree and pulled the man init
the air.
He stopped suddenly and dema oded :
''Is there a long rope hereT
/ pointed to Uncle Peabody's hay
rope hanging on peg.
LES hang a captive" he proposed.
At first i did not comprehend his
meaning. He got the rope and threw
Its end over the big beam. Our old
shepherd dog had been nosing the
NOW near us for rats. Amos caught
the dog who, suspecting 40 harm, came
passively to the ropes end. He tied
the rope around the dog neck.