Evening star., 1924-11-09
Written md Illustrated
by Edward McCandlisk.

LV you never can tell OBJ
~ served Pop Turtle one
day. what folks are go
in to do next. Human
folks as well, let alone
wild creatures. Take d. case of old
! God-fearin' man as ever was. He
\ set his foot down on hoss racin'.
u dancin', card playin, and all other
} such snares an pitfalls, and he set
his foot down hard, too. I'm tellin'
YOU. An idle mind is d Devils
work shop" d. old man used to say.
and he went right along followin' d.
straight and narrow pathway for up
wards of fifty years.
And den, one fine. sunshiny day
along comes a circus to town, and old
man Sloo-foot takes a walk through
IL grounds, with one hand on his
leather wallet, and one eye on d.
worldly pink lemonade. BY and by
d heat got d. best of him and he
walked right over and bought hisself
e glass OF dat delicious pink stuff
(Which dey say d. first tubful was
made from d rinsin's of acrobats 8
. pink tights), and-right away, old
Sloo-foot began to go down. 1t
wasn't mo dan sca'cely a few minutes
hefo' we finds him lined UP in front
Of one of desc here circus Aehell-
ct dat.
HE watches a raccoon win so
cents at a single crack, and den a young
,huskrat waltzes up and wins dollah
At cost of cents. and-all of
sudden, d props began slippin from
under d. old NAM He began stackin
up his money on dat shell-game.
Man! He played dat game like a
steel magnate at Monte Carlo.
AT first he began to win little.
II reckon, as a meter of fact. d.
shell game man led him on bit, so
as to get him in deep, but gradually
ANYHOW, he began to lose, after
while, and d. more he lost d deeper
he got, and d. deeper he got d. more
he lost, It'll by and by, when he had
pretty near lost his whole wad-what
did he do, dis here old 50-year church
membah I'm talkin' about? Well. sir,
what did he do but make a sudden
grab right into d middle of d. heap
Of bills an bones dat lay piled on d.
handful of double eagles an he lit
out through d crowd, which closed
4 IN after him, and he got plum away
wild a. money.
Now, amt sayin' as he did d.
right thing, mind you. An / ain't
sayin' as he did d wrong. I'm just
sifi,ply tellin' you in plain words what
he d10 40. WhlCn pOlntS OOServa-
dion dat you never can tell what folks
will do next Which brings me up to
e. point Of what I was goin' to tell
YOU bout Brothah Jack Rabbit and
HTommy Turtle.
zone day Brother Jack and Tommy
were comm across a plowed field, on
der way home from a camp meetin',
when--what should dey find but a
WE'LL may as well just up and say
tt-dey found a old. dead dog,
Now, what do you suppose dem
two rascals 'ud do wild dat old dog?
sBury him, of co'se" you'd say y
"But-no, sab! dey didn't Dey
. rsased him up and skinned him; car
/, led him to town on pole and sole
him to d. new market for Spring
lamb!
"A day or two later d. two hap
psned to be passin' d Spriggs place
. m old man Spriggs invited 'em to
dinner. Ma Spriggs set out a most
appetizing' dinner of cabbage tips,
n oa st potatoes. fresh caulifower and
Spring 1ambi
Wrommy and Brother Jack were
both quite hungry and they waded
into that dinner, you might say. with
both feet-or. at least, with both
ban1A
"'Wher'd you get such nice meat: