Wisconsin herald, and Grant County advertiser. [volume] (Lancaster, Wis.) 1844-1845, 1845-08-09

ted old Poll quick enough; and | tell
We! the way he went into the trap
war'n't slow. 1t was just as young
Teller falls in love; head over heels
Well! now the question was, how we
should kill the villain: and while we
was a consultin' about that, and one
old hunter proposin' one thing, and
another another, our Jake says to me,
says he. 'father,' says he, 'l've got a
plan in my head that know'll do! I'll
bang him over the head with this knot
ty stick And before you could say
Jack Robinson, in that tarnal critter
jump'd, and went at him. 1t was a
tough battle, l tell ye! The wolf grin
ned; but Jake he never stopped to grin,
but put it on TO him as cool as cow
cumber, till he got SO he could see his
brains, and then he was satisfied
'Now pull me out! says little Jake,
says he, sAnd l tell We what! if it amt
daylight, / want my breakfast! And
Jake was show, any how! What
with his own scratches and the spat-
tiers Of the VOLTS blood, he look'd as if
the Indians had scalped him all over"
ssBut what is this hole for?" presist-
ed the visiter, who found himself as far
from the point as ever.
"Did you ever see lndian?" said
the wizard.
"No! oh, yes; / saw Black Hawk
and his party at Washington
"Black Hawk! no, no, no! and Tom
my Hawk too, l s'pose! Indians dress
ed off to fool the big bugs up there!-
But I mean real Indians-Indians at
home, in the woods-dcvils that's as
thirsty for white mems blood as pain
ters. Why, when ! first come into
the Michigan, they were as thick as
huckleberries. We didn't mind shoot
ing 'en any more than if they'd had
four legs. That's foolish law that
won't let man kill an Indian! Some
people pretend to think the niggcrs
haven't got souls, but for my part l
r1i0tO they have, for inJ;~.s, a.
al. nonsense! was brought up right
in with the blacks. My father owned
a real raft on 'cm, and they was as
human as any body. When my faith
er died, and every thing he had in the
world wouldn't half pay his debts, our
old Mamma Venus took mother home
to her cabin, and done for her as long
as she lived. Not but what we boys
helped her as much as we could, but
we had nothing to begin with, and new
er had no larnin. was the oldest, and
father died when l was twelve year
old, and he hadn't begun to think about
gettin' schoolmaster on the planta-
ton. ! used to be in with our niggers,
that is, them that used to be ours; and
{ though I'D Eck'd 'em and kick'd 'em
many time, they was just as good to
me as if I'd been their own color. But
| wanted to get some larnin, SO / used
lie on the floor of their cabins, with my
head to the fire. and SO study spell
lubbock some yankees had gin me, by
the light of the pine knots and hickory
bark. The yankee people was good
friends to me too, and when ! got old
enough, some on 'em sent me down to
. New Orleans with fiat, loaded with
| flour and bacon. Now in them days
there was no goin' up and down the
, Mississippi in comfort, upon count Of
: the Spaniards. The very first village
| came to, they hailed me, and asked
for my pass. i told 'em the niggers
f carried passes, but that was free
born American, and didn't need pass
to go any where upon airth. So |
. took no further notice Of the Whisker-
andoes, till jist as l turn'd the next
pint, what should / see but mud fort,
and passel OF sogers gettin' ready to
, fire into me. This looked squally, and
come to. They soon boarded me,
and had my boat tied to tree and my
hands behind my back before you could
. whistle. / told the boy that was with
me to stick by and see that nothing
happened to the cargo, and off | went
to prison; nothing but log-prison, but
strong as thunder, and only trap
door in the roof. So there was in
limbo, tucked up pretty nice They
, gin me nothing to eat but stale corn
bread and pork rinds; not even pick
lie to make it go down. think the
days was squeezed out longer, in that
black hole than ever they were in
l Greenland. But there's an end to
!. most every thing, and so there was to
{ that A good luck would have IL. the