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= A CONNECTICUT HUNTER. . 11 le was a great dad, indeed. I always felt proud of him, < —. 4 ‘fle used to take me out huntin’ with him sometimes.” Son a did, eh? Then perhaps you see’d some of his great - “ You're right there, Mr. Never-miss, I have seen some of his r “Let's hear some of them, then,” said the hunter, sneecingly. = “The first time he ever took me out with him was when I was -s gbout six years old. I was very small of ny age, liandso.ne and _ delieate as I am now, and he thought a great deal of me. Waal, -_ we hadn’t been out more nor a couple of hours, when what do © you suppose happened ?” _ _.. “ How the deuce should I know ?” “i “ Waal, sir, a snow-storm came up, and it blew and snew ee awful—absolutely awful, Mr. Never-miss, so that I remember I asked dad if it didn’t seem as though we were inside of a _ feather-bed, crawling through it. What do you suppose my dad - gaid when I asked him that ?”’ . » “T-wan’t there, and can’t tell.” 5 Waal, sir, he didn’t say any thing—not a word. But he _—s Teaned op og int an apple-tree, and laughed till he shook all the > apples off—* _ “Apples in snow time, eh, Mr. Peddler,” interrupted the hunter, with a curl of his lip. “Of course; such things sometimes happen in Connecticut. Waal, he laughed till he got nearly snowed under, and then he _. says: ‘Sonny, I thinks it’s time we was going hum, doesn’t you?’ And what answer, Mr. Never-miss, do yon s’pose I made?” _ “ Can’t tell, I'm sure.” “T didn’t make any answer at all, not a word, except to say that I thought it pretty near time for us to be tramping for hum, and at that we started, with the blinding sucw drifting in “I don’t see as that has got any thing to do with your dad _ shooting so t.” ttn diet on—hold on, now, and [ll come to that bimeby It is a bad practice to interrupt a person when he’s story-telling. My teacher would neyer allow me to do it, when I waa attend- ___ ing on school, and my dad wouldn’t allow it when he was spin- nn Go on, go on, then, for heayen’s sake,” said the hunter, in- _ patiently. a see my deer has got away, and I'd as lief hear _. * As I was saying, then, Mr. Neyer-miss, when you inter- 7 on me, of ene for aa san the ee snow- storm, dad w ore me to keep the snow off. He needn't have tain that trouble though, ‘cause I was able todo it < be . fae _ Be i Ns Sy 4 2: <= cComicbooks:com)