Sioux County pioneer. (Fort Yates, Sioux County, N.D.) 1914-1929, 1919-02-13
CHAPTER l-ce..anued.

me to tell him what was the mat
'.That WINS boz stole my Melon
I said. and tho words came slow with
sobs. s..
ooh. no. he didn't" said Uncle Pea
Eyes he did. I saw . piece . the
ein'."
even by said Uncle Peabody.
stopping. % usual, at the edge Of the
prec,pice.
.'He's SNAKE" added.
"And you At and he scratched you
up that way1"
II scrsAnhed him, too"
''Earst you say q word about It to
Aus DeeL Don't ever speak o. that
miserable melon ag'iA to anybody.
Yox scout aronkd to the barn, an
III be there h. minute and Rx 70
up" 800. a
! He weat ~ me road with the tea
ana I VA around to the lane and up
to H1e st45ie. Uncle Peabody met
me there IL q moment and brought
psrl Of wxusR and washed my face
20 that ] fezk ere looked more respect
abs.
The v srst was over fc1 that day,
out the nsynes-W fssd had begun.
It led to msny fgb: in the school
yard aud on the way home. We were
90 evenly matched that our quarrel
went on for long time and gathered
lntensity as 1t continued.
Ons June day Uncle Peabody and
/, from down in the fields, saw a
dine carriage drive in at our gate. He
stopped and looked intently.
Jerusalem four-corners!" he ex-
claimed. "It's Mr.. and Mrs. Horace
Dunkelberg."
Ny heart beat fast at thought Of
the legendary Dunkelbergs. Uncle
looked ne over from top to toe.
"Heavensl" he exclaimed. eco down
to the brook and wash the mud of
ger feet an legs."
] ran for the brook and before I
had returned 20 my uncle I heard the
horn blow.
'sIhe Dunkelbergs!-the Dunkel-
bergsl Co,ve quickl" 1t seemed to
say.
Mr.. Dunhelberg was a big, broad
shouldered, solemn-looking man. Some
how his face reminded me Of a lions
which had seen In one Of my pic
ture books. He had thick, long, out
standing mustache and side whiskers,
and deep.set eyes and heavy eyebrows.
He stood for half moment looking
down at me from great height with
his right hand in his pocket. ! heard
q little Jingle Of coins down where
Ills hand was. It excited my curios-
fly. He took a step toward me and
retreated. feared, q little, this
big, Lon-like man. My fears left me
suddenly when he spoke in small
squsaky voice that reminded me Of
the chirping Of bird.
''.Little boy, come here and I viii
make you a present." said he.
It reminded me of my disappoint-
ment when uncle tried to shoot his
gun at squirrel and only the cap
cracked.
I went to him and he laid silver
piece In the palm Of my hand. Aunt
Deel began to hurry about getting din
ner ready while Uncle Peabody and
sat down on the porch with our
guests, among whom was pretty.
blue-eyed girl. Of about my own age,
with long, golden-brown hair that
hung in curls.
"Sally. this is Barton Baynes-
you shake hands with hint" said Mrs.
Dunkelbergy
With smile the girl came and Of
fered me her hand and made funny
bow and said that she was glad to
see me-. took her hand awkwardly
and made no reply. had never seen
many girls and had no very high opin-
ION Vt them.
Az we sat there I heard the men
talling about the great Silas Wright,
who had just returned to his home
II Canton. He had not entered my
Consciousness until then. @
While I cat listening I felt q rweak
Of my hair, and looking around saw
the Dunkelberg girl standing behind
ne with Q saucy smile on her face. :
wont you come and play with
0er she asked.
! took her out In the garden to
show her where my watermelon had
! hahn At the moment couldn't think
Of Anything else to show hel. Az we
walked slonR I observed that her feet