Northern Wisconsin advertiser. [volume] (Wabeno, Wis.) 1898-1925, 1919-03-07

aing and did sang while he worked.
songs that ratified from his lips In q
way that amused me greatly. Then.
too, he could rip out words that had
a new and wonderful sound in them.
1 made up my mind that he was like-
ly 20 become a valuable asssr when !
heard Aunt Deel saw to my Uncle Pea
body:
you'll have to send that loafer
away. right now, ayes, I guess you
will"
"Why?"
Because this boy has learnt to
swear like a pirate-ayes-he has!
Uncle Peabody didn't know 1t but
I myself had begun to suspect 1t. and
that hour the man was sent away,
and I remember that he left in anger
with a number of those new words
flying from his lips. A forced march
to the upper room followed that event
Uncle Peabody explained that it 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 I ceased to play with tho
Wills boy Uncle Peabody used to
say, often, 1t was a 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 I 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 Ia frecklcd, red-haired
boy with a large mouth and thin lips.
He wore 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 1t all
over and l slyly touched the chain
with my tongue just 90 see If 1t had
any taste to it, and Amos told me
that his father had given it to him and
that it always kept him "kihd o
scairt"
"Why?"
'For fear I'll break er lose 1t an
git licked" he answered.
He took a little yellow paper-cov-
cred book from his pocket and began
to read to himself.
N"What's that?" I ventured to ask
by and by.
"a story" he answered. II met II
ragged oil woman in the road t'Other
day an she give me lot Of 'em and
showed me the pictures an I got to
readin' 'em. Don't you tell anybody
cause my OF dad hates stories an
he'd lick me til 1 couldn't STAN If he
knew I was readin' 'em."
I begged him to read out loud and
he read from a tale Of two robbers
named Thunderbolt and Lightfoot who
| lived in a cave in the mountains. They
were bold, free, swearing men who
rode beautiful horses at q wild gal
lop and carried guns and used them
freely and with unerring skill and
| helped themselves to what they want
ed.
BE stopped, by and by, and confided
| to me the fact that he thought he
would run away and join band of
| robbers.
allow do you run away?" I asked.
"Just take the turnpike and keep
goin' toward the mountains. When
We meet band O. robbers give 'em
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 it over the limb
of q tree and pulled the man into
| the cir.
He stopped suddenly and demanded:
''Is there long rope hereY
/ pointed to Uncle Peabody's hay
rope hanging on a peg.
Lies hang a captive he proposed.
At first / did not comprehend his
meaning. He got the rope and threw
it's 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.