The Kalida venture. [volume] (Kalida, Ohio) 1841-1865, 1851-05-02

Doweis aiore ihaf time! Well, you'll iIev
to try the old varmin, naked, ! mck'n.
"The bull war on one side o. the creek
and on t'other, and the way he made
the sile fly for while, as if he war a
digin' my grave, war dis,ressin!
"COme on ye bellerin old heathin, said
|, and don't be standn thar; for, as the
old Deacon says o the devil, Eyer not
comely 10 look on"
'This kind o. reacll'd his undersiandin,
and made him more wishious; for he
hoofed little like, and made a drive.
And as ] don'' like TO stand in nnybod's
way, | gin him plenty sea-room! So he
kind o. passed by me and come out on
ro'htr de; and, as the c,ptain o. the
Mud-Swamp Rangers would say, "bout
face for Mother charge"
although ! war ready for 'im this time,
he come mighty nigh runnia' foul o me !!
So made up my mind the next time he
went out he wouldn't be alone. So when
he passed, grappled his tail, and he
prlI'd me out on the "sile," and as soon
as we war both a. top Of the bank old
brindle slopp'd and war about cummin'
round agin when begin pul'n ,'other
way.
swell reck'n this kind o. riled him,
'ur he iust STOOD stoc ok still and looked
at me for spell, and then commenced
PAWN and belerin, and the way he made
his hind gearin play in the ai:, war strange.
But it war'nt no use, he couldn't tech
me, SO he kind o. stopped to get wind for
suthn devili,h, as I jedged by the way he
stared! By this time, had made up my
mind to stick to his tail as long as i,
stuck TO his backbone! l didn't like to
holler for help, nu'her, kase il war agin
my principle, and the deacon had preach
in at his house, and il want far off
nuthcr.
81 knowd # he hern the noise, the
null congregation would come down;
and as | warn't married man and had
kind % hankerin arter a gal that war thar,
| didn't feel as if would like 10 be seed
in that ar pr"dicament.
$50, s,ys I, you old sarpent, do yer
cussedes! And so he did, for he dragged
me over every briar and stump in the field,
until | var bleedln like fat bear with
pack % bounds al his heels. And my
name amt Mike Fink, if the old critters
Iail and didn't blow out s"me,imes at
dead level with the varmint's back!
$50 you may kalkela,e we made good
line. Bimeby he slackened little, and
then had 'im for spell, for jist drap-
ped behind a stump and thar snubbed
the criuer! Now, says /, you II pull up
this 'ere white oak-oreak year tail! or
list hold on bit till | blow!
"Well, while war sei.in thar, an idea
stuck me tina, had better be gettin
out o. this in some way.-But ho,D, adz,c-
KY. was the pint! i'll let 60 and run
he d be foul o me sure!
$50 lookin at the matter in all its
bearins, cum 10 The conclusion lha, I'd
better let somebody know whar was!
So ! gin yell louder than a locomotive
whistle, and i, warm. long a!ore seed
the Deacon's two dogs comm down
like as if they war seein which could git
thar fus,.
81 know'd who :hey war arter-they'd
jine the bull agaiG me, war sartain, for
they war orful wenemous and had spite
agin me.
$50, says 7, old brirdle, as ridin is as
cheap as walkin, on this ront, il you've ht
objections, III jist take dock passage
on that ar back % yourn! So l wasn'
long getiin asride Of him, then if you.
bin thar, you'd ave sworn thar warm
no,hin human in that ar mia! the slt
few so orinlly as the cri'ter and rolled
round the field-one dog on one side ant
one on i'oihcr, tryin to clnch my feet
81 Ipray'd and cuss'd, and cuss'd and
pray'd until couldn', tell which l die
iast-and neither warn't of no use, the,
war so orfully mixed up.
| "Well, reckon rid about an hour
this way, when old brindle thought it Wal
lime to stop to take in supply of wind
and cool offa little! So when we go'
round 10 q tree ,ha, stood thar, he nal'rally
halted.
SHOW, says ], old boy, you'll lose on
passenger sartain. So lust clum upor
a branch, ka:kelatin 20 roost thar till
starved, afofe I'd be rid round in that a
way any longer.
81 war maxim tracks for the top O. th'
tree, when heard su,hin maxim al
orful brzzin over head. / kinder lool
up, and If thar warn't-well theirs nj
/, use swearin now, but it war the bigges
hornets nest ever built!
"You'll gin in now, l reckon, Mike
case ,har's no help for you! But an ide'
struck me, then, that Id stand a heaI
better chance ridin the bull than wha
war. Says I, sold fellev, ifyou'll hol'
on, I'll ride to the neat station! any how
| let that be whar it willn So j'sl drappe'
abord him agin, and looked aloft to Sc,
wha. I'D gain'd in changin quarters; and
gentlemen, Pm liar if thar warn't nigl
a half a bushel OF the stingin varmni
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