The Lancaster gazette. (Lancaster, Ohio) 1846-1852, 1848-12-29

him some ten feet clear ofthe camp, and
with force that Strengthened out the coil
and made the snakes tail crack like a
cart whipl
Casting one wild blazing look behind,
he tore off with the rapidity of lightning
around the camp in a circle of some for.
ty feet across, and at every bound shout
ling, or rather yelling, 'Saze 'iml SAFE i'm
by the tall Och, howIy Virgin, stop i'm!
Och, Saint Patrick! tare i'm in till tablets!
A whal A wha Bate i'm to smithreens
wild gun, can't yees! He's got me fast
how'd by me! Och he has, by Ja-
bersl ali! he's mend,ng his Aoult, wha!
Howly Father, he's got sharp hook on
is tail! Och, murther, he's forty fut long!
On making his last circuit he ran through
a part of the smouldering camp. fire, and
the twine at the end ofthe gut caught fire;
this brought new terror, and added a
strong inducement for him to put on more
steam and increase his rate; round, round
he vent Hes fiery sarpint. Och,
murther! Howly Virgin, he carries
lite to see how to bite by! Och, help!
I'm swallowed Dumping log) intirely
all but my head! He's saxty feet long,
ifhe's fut Tread on his bloody, fiery
tail, will yees? Try to save mel" then
as ifinspired with new life and hope, he
roared out, "Shoot 'im!-shoot i'm! but
don't shoot at his head! Shoot-shoot!"
Now here was picture. There stood
the Judge hugging sapling with both
arms and one leg, his head thrown back,
emitting scream after scream. Here lay
Jim w. on his back, with his feet against
a tree, his arm elevated like child's
when he wants you to help him, and it
was scream for scream with Jim. All
sounds, at all like ordinary laughter had
ceased, and the present notes would have
rendered immortal the vocal fame of
dozen panthers, accompanied in their
concert by the fog whistle of steamboat.
Yonder stands Jim A.-"fat jim" with
his legs about yard apart, his hands on
his hips, shouting at regular intervals of
about five seconds. "Snake!-Snake!-
Snake!'-at the same intonation, but so
loud that the echoes Knocked each other
from fifty craigs, and "Snake! Snake!"
reverberated loud and long among those
mountain slopes, while his eyes carefully
and closely followed the course of poor
Paddy round the camp. After running
round it about thirty times, the prosecu.
ted flew off'in tangent into the dark
woods, and the medly sounds of "snakc,
murtherl help! fire! sexty fut! Howly
Virgin!" &c, gradually died away in the
distance and the hunters were alone.
"Umph," said Jim w., after stopping
his laughing hiccough. "umph, l thought
that gut would stop snoring at this camp
atlast!-umph" The next evening the
Patander was seen travelling at q
mighty rate through Knoxville, with a
small bundle under one arm and huge
shallalah in the other hond, poked out a.
head of him in half defensive, half ex-
ploring attitude. When he was asked
by Archy with, (Which way
Paddy!" Casting round at the speaker
a sort of a hang-dog, sulky glance, he
growled forth, word at step. "Strate
to Ireland. by J-s, where there's no
suakes"
You cannot say "snako" to either
member of the party yet, without its cost
ing set of vest buttons or producing Q
stitch in the side"