The mountain sentinel. [volume] (Ebensburg, Pa.) 1844-1853, 1852-09-23
Dog Fight an Frogtoyvn.

purly quaker: anu tne Sturuy DeaCoA, "ho 'ooA
a part in the fight, are graphically delineated-
and the general muss which all Frogtown was
thrown into, is highly amusing :--za.a
Who ever saw dog fight, without curiosity
to see it out, go in-put in a word-get excited
and not unfrequently fight also We have no
distinct recollection of having ever seen seri-
Gus regular pitched battle between two dogs,
without general fight among the bystanders,
or scrimage between the owners of the animals
at least. .....
But the most remarkable dog fight on record
perhaps, came off at Frogtown, the frontiers
I of Maine, some years ago. 1t beat all Plug
| muses. of the kind we ever heard Of it en-
crossed the entire community in one general in
discriminate melee-interminable law suits or
suits of law suits-distraction Of the town, its
| downfall and ruin. a5
| A fanciful genius named Joe Tucker, man
about town-a lounger-without visible means
of support do-nothing, loafng, cigar -smo-
! king, good -natured sort of a fellow-owned a
yellow dog, slick, intelligent, and rather pref
| ty beast, always at Joe's heels, and known as
well as his master, and liked far more, by the
Frogtowners. One day Joe and his dog We're at
y
ugly-looking dog, standing along side of wood
wagon, bounced on to Joe fuckers dog-knock-
/ ed him heels over head, and so frightened Bob
Carter's wife-who was passing toward her hus-
bands blacksmith shop, with his dinner-that
she stumbled back ards, and her old sun bonnet
Topping off sacred the horse attach to the wood
wagon. He started-ht Latherems barber pole
! upset the load of wood, half of which falling
down Gumbo's refreshment cellar struck one of
! Gumbo's children on the head, killed it for
time, stone dead and so alarmed Mrs. Gumbo,
that she dropped stewpan of hot, boiling oys-
ters into the lap, instead of the dish, of GUS
toner, who sat waiting for the savory concoc-
! tion by table in the corner Mrs. Gumbo
rushed to the child-the customer for the door
Mrs Gumbo screamed, the child screamed, and
! the customer yelled
80, oh oh-h-h-h, my poor child ~ cried
Mrs. Gumbo
ssEh, eh, e-e-e-e-e-e ~ screamed the child
| .'Oh, murder-r-r! o, by everlasting sin, I'm
scalded to ali eternity Mur-der-r-r-r-r 20 roar
ed the customer.
The horse, part of the wagon, and some of
the wood, were on their mad career. The own
/
! in time to see Joe Tucker seize rock, to de-
molsh the savage dog and not waiting to see
Joe ''let drive gave him such a pop on the
back of the ear that poor Joe fell forty rods up
the street, and striking the foot of long ladder
upon which Jim Elderberry was perched, paint
pot in hand, some thirty feet from firm-brought
ladder, Jim, and paint pot sprawling to the
earth-cripplng poor Jim for life, and sprink-
ling the blue paint copiously over the broadcloths
satinets and calcoes of Abraham Miller, for
NAL and even-tempered Quaker, who ran out to
the door, just as the dogs had fairly gone at it
hip and thigh-nip and catch. glance at
matters seemed to convince Abraham of the
true state of the case and in unusually ele-
waited voice Abraham called out to Joe Tucker
who had righted up
'.Joseph Tucker, thy dogs fighting
'.Let 'em fight it out 20 yelled the pugnacious
owner of the strange dog. "Let 'em fight it
out I'll bet load of wood, my dog can eat
any dog in town. and can eat the owner -
| We have said, Abraham Miller was mild
man Quakers are preverbially so. But the
gauntlet thrown down by the hurley stranger
| from the country, stirred the gall of Abraham,
and he rushed into the store, from the back yard
having slipped his collar, Abraham brought
| forth brindIe cur, long, strong, and all power
! full.
| .sFriend," said the excited Quaker, ''thy dog
! shall be well beateu, l promise thee Hike
seize upon him. Turk here boy ~ and the dog
went at it.
Bob Carter the smith, coming up in time to
hear the strangers defiance to the town, and
bent on fight with somebody for the insult and
damage to his wife, clamped the collar of the
stranger, and by a serious of ten pound tens up
| ON the face and back and sides of his bully an
tagonist, with his natural sledge hammers, Bob
stirred up the strength and ire of the bully
stranger, to the top of his compass, and they
made the sparks fly dreadfully
Joe fuckers dog, reinforced by that of Abra-
ham AIillers, took fresh start, and between
the two, the strange dog was being cruelty put
to his trumps. Deacon Pugh, one of the most
sedate and substantial and pious men IN Frog
town, came up, and indeed the whole town was
assemblng-and Deacon Pugh, armed with his
heavy walking stick, and shocked at the specta-
Gle before him, marched up to the dogs, exclaim-
| ing as he did
"Fie, he, ne for shame disgraceful you