The Hillsborough recorder. [volume] (Hillsborough, N.C.) 1820-1879, 1852-06-02


Drake sszrrd al his rife xilh ! face
blsrk ss 0sheIln's.
/. What's The matter with yon, heys
Fns' Time you ever sssyed me quite such
trick. swan r.
And Drake loaded the pierre with s,esi
wrath and indignation.
People said you'd lost your mack 81
shoolinq." nbsersei The Colonel, ia = eul-
ling tone of satire.
Who said 90 lis lie :" Numbered
Drake. 81 can shoot"
A horse at ten ruds Ia ha I"
Drake was lirid.
Look yere, Colonel, | can't stand
lhsi r. he began.
-Never mind. the horse ran." sneered
The Colonel. :. l'll risk YOU"
Grinding h,s teeth, Drake produced an.
other ten doIIar bill.
/" Here !" he gIowIed. 9 am bound 10
have another shot. any way"
Drake did crark away-wiih deadly
aim, ,oo-hui the horse did not mind tho
bullet in The least. To the rage and un-
ulierable aslonishmeni OF the hunter. old
Roam looked him right in The farc. as IL
he rather liked The fun.
.Drake." cried Sam. " you re drunk |!
A horse al dozen Iods-oh. my eye :"
"Jnsi you shut your month or I'll
shoot you - lhuadered The exriled Drake.
" The bullet was hollow. III swear"
The man lies that says cant shoe,
Last week cut or goose's head al fifty
rods. and kin dew il again. By the Lord
Harry. CoIonel, you can laugh. bu, I'll
bet now. 80 dollars, can bring down old
Roam al one shot.
The wager was readily accepted. The
stakes were placed in Sans hands. Ella
ted with the idea Of winning back his two
tens and making an x into the bargain,
Drake carefully selected perfect ball, and
even bnckskin patch. and headed his rife.
Il was now nearly dark, but the old
hunter boaslcd Of being able 10 shoot
ba, on The wing by starlight. and without
hesiiaiion he drew clear sight on old
Roan's head.
A minute later, Drake was driving
through the grove, the most enragcd, The
most desperate Of men. His rife. limo.
cent victim Of his ire. lay with brukrn
stock on the bottom Of the wagon. Sam
Barslon was Too much frightened to laugh,
Meanwhile, the graiiied Colonel was roll
ling on the ground canvulsed with minh.
and old Roam was standing undislurbcd
under the trees.
When Drake reached home, his two
sons discovering his iII.humor and the
muiilated condition Of the rife stock,
haslened 10 arouse his spirils with piece
Of news. which they were sure would
make him dance for JOY.
"Clear out" growled the angry old
man. don't want to hear any news
get away, or ! shail knock one Of you
down !"
!" Bul father, It's such trick -
Blast you and your tricks -
4" Played of on the Colonel"
ION the Colonel I" cried the old man,
beginning 10 be interested. Cad, vi
you've played the Colonel trick. less
here IT,"
" Well. father, Jed and I, this afternoon,
went out for deer"
Hang The deer comc 10 the trick
"Couldn'l find any deer, but thought
we must shoot something ; 40 Jed banged
away at The Colonel's old Roan-shol
him dead!"
aShoi old Roam 7" Numbered the hum
Ter. by the Lord Harry, Jed, did you
shoot the Colonel's hoss r.
Il didn't anything else."
"Dcvil devil !" groaned the hunier.
"And them" pursued Jed, conf lent
the joke part Of the story must please his
father. :" Jim and propped the hoss up.
and tied his head back with a cord, and
left him standing under the trees exactly
}, as if he was alive. Ha ha! Fancy the
Colonel going to catch him ho no no |!
want il a joke -
Old brakes head fell upon his breast.
He fell his empty pockei-book. and !, ok.
ed at his broken rife. Then in rueiul
tone, he whispered to the boys
| "ll's a joke But il you ever tell Of
i,-or if You do, Sam Bars,en-l'Il skin
sou alive! By Lord Harry. boys, have
been shooting at lha. dead horse half an
hour at ten d liars shot !"
At that m ,nent Sam fell into the gut
Ter. Jed dragged him out insensible. Sam
had laughed hinself almos. 10 death.
1
i FLYINo SPEED.-The down express
train on the Harlem road having got
behind time on Saturday, the engineer.
knowing that the track was clear, put
the steam on the " iron horse" He
ran one hundred and three miles in two
hours and ten minutes, including three
!, stops to take in wood and water. De-
ducting ten minutes for the time lost
in the three stops, makes the average
of the running time mile in one min.
ute and seventeen seconds,
Albany Jour.