Jeffersonian Republican. [volume] (Stroudsburg, Pa.) 1840-1853, 1843-01-25
sTRouDsBuRG MONROE COUNTY WEDNESDAY,
ga Clean Back Out"

hundred miles from Mobile, Aa live two indi.
viduals, whom we shall call Jim and Joe. The
latter is quiet, good-naiured, inofensive sort
of chap--one of those who will stand "run-
ming upon" as long, if not longer, than the most
Of men, but who IS perfect "Bengal tiger"
when his passions are once aroused.
! On the other hand, Jim was clustering, bull
| lying braggadocia-one Of that particular class
of men whose voice is always loudest in a
brawI, but whose feet have wonderful knack
of carrying them on, of the way Of hard knocks.
For great length Of time the latter had made
butt of joe-had, time and again, by dint of
much clustering and staggering, completely
however, of showing the two men up in their
proper colors.
In the course of warm dispute, Jim let out
some offensive remark which produced more
than ordinarily causlic rejoinder from joe The
former tried the "bluf1ing" system at once; but
Joe as he himself remarked, had "srood enough"
and would "put up" with no more insults from
his bullying neighbor.
perhaps you want 10 fight" said Jim, but
toning his coat, and looking pistols and bowie
knives al the calm but determined face of his
opponent.
Fight | WILL" reoned Joe. "You have
been in the habit of growing over me for year
past, and intend putting a stop to ii al once"
Jim could not for moment believe that his
eIghbor had the least disposition 20 carry out
his threats, and accordingly went al him louder
than before "Well" said he, "lve been try
ing TO get fight out Of you for the last six
months" and sapping his hands together, and
commencing TO square of, he concluded with,
"At last there is small chance Of making some
thing out of YOU"
"Walb with me out Of the corporation limits,
where we can avoid the law, and you shall be
graIiied I'm not in the habit Of Dragging, jim,
but it's my candid opinion lha; in about ten mi
nules you'll be so badly licked your own mo-
lher won't know you. Come along"
There was an air Of determination about Joe
that rather staggered his adversary, but he still
thought he could frighten him out of fight, and
with that intention started off down the street
that led out of the village.
"Whoo!" said Jim, 81 feel so much like fight
ing, | can hardly hold myself"
"Glad TO hear it," cooly rejoined Joe.
They had now nearly reached the corpora
ZION limits, and Jims courage like that of Bob
Acres, was oozing out a. every pore. He had
tried 10 frighten Joe out of the notion CT fight
ing, bul finding himself disappointed, he now
tried to creep on, of the scrape off another tack
They were passing the last grocery in the vii
! lage, and an open lot, whcn had been chosen
by Joe as the field of combat, was in plain sight
| -a-hem-Joe," said Jim, nervously
"can't we mpromise--a-hem--can we settle
this thing somehow, Joe"
"No"
"WeIl-a-hem-a fair show-thats all
want, Joe--a fair fight"
"Never you fear-you shall have fair
show"
They were now upon the ground. Joe com.
menced taking off his coat with a provoking
GOODNESS and self-possession.
ga -hem-Joe can't we come 10 some I'M
derstanding-- can't we, as said before, CON-
promise this little quarrel wilhout-a-hem--a
fight, eh!"
81 am here to fight" rejoined Joe, throwing
down his coat, and commencing rolling up his
shirt sleeves.
"You a-hem-you will fight, joel"
81 will, Jim."
"Well, here's a clean back out shan't fgh
---it's all nonsense"
1t is almost unnecessary 10 say that, from
that time out, Jim has been one Of the quietes
and most peaceable citizens in his neighbor.
hood, and the severe lesson Joe gave him will
not soon be forgotten. What pity that every
"Jm" has not his "Joe!"