Show THE NDIBOD BULL OF FALLS Down tba chasm of the Upper Wisconsin came the roar of Ball Falls now loud now low as the varying volume and digestion of the night winds modified its tones Over and through all other Bounds flowed the tiaesome oroon cf the old pine tops It was an autumn evening and around a good crackling fire of pine knots in the rude but of a logging camp just below the falls a large gang of wood choppers sat on folded blankets blan-kets laid in the earthern floor The group was of wonderfully composite nativity but all its members could chop Their axes were staked in a corner and their sleeping buoks lined two aides of the singleroomed huts hut-s cabinet of shelves for this collection of human specimens The fiimty roof of pools and bougs was supported by a stout post stepped in the middle of the floor end decorated with spikes From which depended the camp provisions pro-visions in sacks ana jugs A Beach man lit bis pipeiul of black plug with a blazing pine knot passed from hand to band he stretched out his legs with an exolamtion of comfort andre and-re igned himself to an hour of chatty idleness before turning in for the night There had been IIo flurry of excitement excite-ment in tbe cam > on the morning of that day Jnst beforesunrsie a boar had broken down the hut door and robbed the larder and pulling down the provisions in confusion on the Boor breaking jugs of molsaes going Into crazy ecstasies over the sweet bear fashion and rolling in it Torn sacks of flour had loaded his sticky coat with white powder until he looked like a bear from the land of a midnight sun For desert he had impetuously bitten into a paper of pepper A revulsion of feeling ensued en-sued and he made oil through the woods with throat running fire and eyes running water his deportment more entertaining to the entertainers baa to the entertained The loggers bad clambered to their top shelves urned OB their backs kicked away the roof with their bare feet and retired re-tired upward to the walls of the hut whence these noble Roman with nothing on but their togas had witnessed witnes-sed the games inthe Coliseum below Tie men were not hunters but woodchoppers wood-choppers and the bear was allowed to depart in such peace as he might Now it happened that one of the gang had claimed skill as a hur ter and this man had been sent out two days before in quest of venison to vary the monotony of salt pork He had not yet returned Wonder whar Pattey McCorkle He ought ter ben in fore night The speaker was old Ben foreman of the gang a man of that gigantic stature which can afford amiability He was gone all de day out Dot Bateey you cant tell notinks about every Irisbmsns vat dey vill do if dey been gone five minutes behind a tellers tel-lers lace II said one of the hands ulf he vas in Bavaria dot iah de place a feller got to J tend to every Bodys business Im jest a leetle mite afeard Pat eeys get into some diffikilty or pother said a loose jointed descendent descen-dent of Miles Standish Them Irish is eternally gettin into some kind er pickle hAn jiat as everlastnly crawlin out II added a representative of Southern Indiana giving an indescribable inde-scribable yank to the last wordit was the New England aouiJ pronounced pro-nounced with wolfish abruptness A peachy young fellow who despite de-spite his grumbling was as Bound in head and heart as in wind aud limb here broke in Im blowed if a Siriahman knows wanes J well hoff Iate to work in the same gang with such a bluoderin gaby hanyow and Ill be For a moment the air bristled with exclamation points then the door flew wide open Every logger sprang to the bunks in panic ehoughting Tbe bear But the voice of McOorkle dispelled the alarm He entered talking loudly under pressure of pentup indignation in-dignation Hah There yez are How well I wont do what yes tell me the next time owld Ban Why did the like o yez that has eorrahaporth o Bowl to save nor lose send a Silicate bit o pink flesh like meaelf beyant for mate in the cowld wood full o spooks and goblins Sure an1 when I was layin as still as a post waitin for the dainty bit of a deer I spied yesterday forninat the mountain to wurruk dpwn for his drink out of the river faithl the blackhearted scoundrel went some other way for his water an never came my way at all He scratched his head with the stem of his pipe Them deers ia wise I waited an watched for the likes of him till I thinks to meself sez IJ Ive been aslape here all night in the woodafor there was the first wink mornin trampin over the hillsanJ I say to the mornin Ill tramp wid ye me bye an I tramped all this blessed day till there wasnt a bone left in my skin only pains bad luck An it come this evenin and mesel five miles up the mountain So there I eat me down in the darkness wid the big moanin trees to take a bit of a rest an a sup oj the oraythur in a bit of a bottle under my shirt an what does I see but the ghost of the blessed Fairther Kelley whats dead an goneHeaven rest his Boullsure as Im standin here sittin by the fire a murtherin ghost in a long white gown ffs pale aa death itself holdin up his head ten feet in the eky an him trowin himself him-self broadcast on the ground an plowia up the dirrat wid the nawse Q of him till the sparruke jumped out o1 toe sand as big as your tit owd BenBad Bad ceea to the waole o yeal Howld your laughin Then he danced sideway forty rod as mad as a rabbit an then be danced back again and then he stood on one fut of him an faith he apinned round like a church weathercock weather-cock Didnt I know thq fat paunch that was on him an didnt I know the curious walk of him in the white gownAn An what are yez ohiggerin at byes 11 Holy Fairther sez I an the jaws o me baytin together like two gameoocka what brings yez into them dolesome woods eez IJ an himself sez never a waurrurd but hoppio up an down fitly feet In the air au him oUin along the ground on the tap of hid head an his gown flyin attber So then when I crowed uieuei quick as a weasel if ho didnt vanish in the air itself like all them ghosts not an hour ago An I never stopped to Bay Goodbv Fairiher Kelley but let him vanish the best way he could an meself runnin wid all the legs o me till where yez see me now Yez may laugh byes but I seed that ghost beyant I tell yez not an hour gone an by the same token it was Fairther Kelley hisaelf in the mountain above Laugh away all o yez then till yez break your clothes Laugh now Obigger away I An Ill never go after deer again for yez owld Ben not if I was to pee your bare bones drummin on the flure wid starvation But what are yex all attlin and howlin about at all byes Sure theres notbin at a spook I tell yez I did see the ghost o Fairther Kelley beyant in the trees an him Thats right Goon Faith yez can roar brave enough sittin here safe and snug by the fire but I J tell yez The voice of the mighty hunter could no longer be heard Haipers Magazine |