The Sumter banner. [volume] (Sumterville, S.C.) 1846-1855, 1850-08-14

to where the offal Of a large dcerhadt
been thrown he cut off about seven feet
of gut, and securing the ends wilhtwine}
10 retain the contents, he tied one end of
IL fast and tight TO corner of Paddy's
shirtstail lhut had wandered through q
"rint in the seat OF his breeches, coil
ing it oil up smooth by his side, snake.
like and true. All things thus arran.
gcd, tho conspiraiors laid down again,
and at the conclusion Of one Of the stage.
horn snores with the "snakes sowIs''
variation, Jim A.. roarcd out at The top
Of his voice, "IIU WEE! HU WEE! A
big coPperhcaded blnck raH'cSndke elcrcn
feet long, has cra,clcd up my brccchcs
and iStying Mmscyin into a double. bow-
knot round my body" giving the Irish
man, with every word, furious dig in
the side with his elbow, with a running
accompaniment on his Sims with his
heels! OF course, all this noise and
hurting awokc him quick and wide; in
his first movement he laid his hand on
tho nice cold coil OF gut at his side.
Kissing out "Jayzus' from between
his clenchcd teeth, he made a bound that
carried him some ten feet clear Of the
camp, and with force that Strengthened
out the coil and made tho snakes tail
like cart whip!
Casting one wild blazing look behind
he tore off with the rnpidily Of lightning
around the camp in circle Of some
forty feet across, and al every bound
shouting, or rather yelling, 'Sazc i'm!
SAFE I'm by the tale! Oh, howly Var.
gin, stop i'm! Och, Saint Pa,hrick! ,urc
i'm in till jabIclts! A wha! A wha!
Bate i'm to smilterecns wild gun, can't
yees! He's got me fast howld by me
-! och he has, by Jnbers! an he's
amendin his houh, a wha! Howly Fa.
'her, he's got shark hook on is tale.
| Och, murlhcr, he's forty fu, lony!!'
On making this last circuit he ran
through a part ofthc smouldering camp
tire, aud lie lwne nj The ail end Of the
gut caught fire; this brough, new
terror, and added strong indnccmcn,
for him 10 put on more steam and in
crease his rate; round and round he
wen! Hes fiery sarpint. Och,
murhcr! Howly Vargin, he carries a
lite to see how to bite by! Och, help!
m swallowed Dumping log) in,ircly
all but my he'd! He's snxty fate long,
il hes fui! Thread on bis bloody,
fiery tale, will yecsl Thry to save mc!.'
then as if inspired with new life and
hope, he roarcd out, '.Shoot i'm! shoot,
i'm! tut don't aim at is he'd! Shoot.
shool!
Now here was picture! There
stood the Judge hugging u sappliu.
with both arms and one Icy, his head
thrown bnck emitting scream after
scream; here lay Jim w. on his buck
with his feet against tree, his arms
elevated like child's when he wants
you to help him up, and it was scream
with the Judge. All sounds, nj all like
ordinary laughter, had ceased, and the
present notes would have rendered i'm
mortal the vocal fame OF dozen pam
'hcrs accompanied in heir concer, by
the fog whistle Of steam boat. Yon-
der stands Jim A.-'fu, Jim - with his
legs about yard apart, his hands on his
hips, shouting at regular intervals oi
about five seconds. 'Snal;c!- Snakc!-
SNAKE! at the same intonu,ion. bu,
SO loud that the echoes Knocked each
other from fifty crags, and Snake!
Snake" revcrberated loud and long
among those mountain slopes, while his
eyes carefully and closely followed The
course Of poor Paddy round the camp.
-~-Spn.H of the Times.