Keowee courier. [volume] (Pickens Court House, S.C.) 1849-current, 1851-04-19
BEACON SNIlTm,s mULL.

huiiIOi3 was contemporary WlIn t06
celebrated Davy Crockett, and his
equal in all things appertaining to hu-
man proWess. 1t was even said that
the animals in his neighborhood knew
the crack of his rife, and would take
to their secret iding places on the
first intimatlon that Mike was about.
Yet strange, though true, he was
but little known beyond his immedi-
ate settlement
When we knew him, he was an
old man-the blasts of seventy win
ters had silvered DER his head, and
taken the elasticity from his limbs;
yet in the whole of his life was Mike
never worsted, except upon one oc-
caslon. To use his own language,
he never 'gin in, used up, to any
thing that travelled on two legs or
four, but once
THAT once, we want said Slash
er, as some dozen of us sat in the
bar.room of the only tavern in the
settlement.
Gin it to us now, Mike-you've
promised long enough, and you're
old now, and needn't care contin-
ued Bill. i'H
Right, right Bill said Mike, but
we'll open with a ticker all round
fust, it'll kind o s4ve my Eeelin's, l
reckon
Thar, that's good. Better than
t'other barrel, any thingl'
well, bows commenced Mike
you may talk o your scrimmages,
tight places and SIGH like, and sub
tract 'em altogetherin one all-almigh-
ty big 'un, and they hain't no more
to be compared TO the one | war in,
than dead kitten to an she bar! I've
fout all kinds O varmints, from an
Ingin down to a rattIesnakel and
never was will'n to quit fust, but this
once--and twas with Bull
You sec, boys, it was an awful hot
day in August, and war nign run
nm off into pure lie, when war
thlnkin' that dip in the creek mout
save me. Well, thar was mighty
nice place in old deacon Smiths
medder for that particular Dizziness.
SO L went down amongst the bushes
to unharness, jist hauled the old
red shirt over my head, and war
thlnkln' how scrumptious feller of
my size would feel a wallerin' round
in that water, and was jest bout go
in in, when | seed the Deacon's bull
maxim a bee-line TO whar | stood.
Il know'd the old cuss, for he'd
skar'd more people than all the par
sons o the settlement, and cucs nnig,.-
ty near KILN few. Thinks |, Mike
you're in rather tight pIace-get
your fixins on, for he'll be driyin'
them big horns o. his inyer bowels
afore that time | Well, you'll hev 10
try the old varmilt naked, reck'n.
'Ihe Bull war on one side o. the
creek and I on t'other, and the way
he made the sile fly for while, as if
he war a diggin' my grave, war dis
tressin'l t.
I'Gome on we bellerin old heathin,
saidl, and don't be standin thar;
for, as the old Deacon says o. the
devil, yer not comely to look on
FIhis kind o. reached his under
standinh and made him more wish
ious; for he hoofed little like, and
made drive. And as ] don't like
to stand in any body's way, ! gin
him plenty of sea-roomi So he kind
o. passed by me and come out on
tother side; and, as the, Captin o. the
Mud-Swamp Rangers would say,
rbout faIe for mother charge I,
Though ] war ready for him this
time, he come mighty nigh runnn'
foul of me So | made up my mind
the next time he went out he would
not be alone. So when he passed, /
grappled his tail, and he pulled me
out onlthe 'sile,' and as soon as we
war botha' topof the bank old brin-
die stopp'd, and war. about comin'
round agin whenai begin to pullin
tother way. i09eeil hi
well, | reck'n this kind o. riled
him, for he first stood stock still and
looked at me for a spell, and then
commenced .pawin and bellerin, and
the sVayhe made his hind gearing
playinthe air, war beautildlH n'o1I
But it warn't no use, he couldn't
tech hmegso heskind o o'lstopped to get
wind for sutbin devilish, as Ijedged
Blythe way he staredl by this time,
fhad B1ade up my mind ,fostick 70
his tad aslong sitstucktoihis back
honel II didn't like1o holler forhelp
nuther kase 1t war agin my princiA
pie, andahen the deaconhad preach
an at his house, and it warn,t far