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Mike Fink and the Bull.

Mike flIlk dnu Tic Dull.
The story of Mike Finck and the bull
would make a cynic laugh. Mike took |
notion to so in swimming, and he had
just got his clothes off when he saw Dea
con Smiths bull making at him. The
bull was vicious animal, and had come
near killing two or three persons; conse-
quently Mike felt rather lubus. He did
not want to call for help. for he was ma
ked, and the nearest place from whence
assistance could arrive was the meeting
house. which was at the time filled with
worshippers. among whom was The gal
Mike was paying his devours to- So he
lodged the bull as the animal came al
him and managed to catch him by the
tail. He was dragged around till nearly
dead, and when he thought he could hold
on no longer he made up his mind he had
better 'holler.' And now we will let
him tell his own story.
so, looking the matter in all its bear.
ings, cum to the conclusion that I'd
better let some one know whar | was
so gin to yell louder than a locomotive
whistle. and it warn.t long before | seed
like as If they were SEEM which could
get there first. knowd who they were
AFTER; they'd jine the bull agin me was
sartin, for they were orful wenomous and
had spite agin me. So. Gays |, old brin-
die, as ridin' is as cheap as walkin' oil
this route. if you've no objections I'll
just take deck passage on that ar back
o. yourn. So wasn't very long getting
as,ride of him. Then, If you'd bin thar,
YOU'D have sworn there weTn't nothin hu-
man in that mr. mir, the sile flew so or
fully as the critter and rolled around the
field, one dog on one side and one on the
other, tryin' to clineh my feet-I prayed
and cursed and cursed and prayed until
couldn't tell which did last, and neither
wanr't of no use. they were so orfull J
mixed up.
Well, reckon rid about half an hour
this way, when old brindle thought i
were time TO stop to take in supply oil
wind and cool off little. So when we
got round to tree that stood thar he ma
turally halted. So sez /, old boy, you'll
lose one passenger sartin. So just clun
up branch, kalkalatin to roost there I'll
starved afore I'd be rid around that ar
way any longer. Twas maxim tracks 70
the tree when heard suthin' maxim al
orful buzzin overhead. l kinder looket
up, and if there's no use swearin'-bu
it was the biggest hornets nest ever bilt
You'll gin in now, | reckon Mike, 70
there's no help for you. But an idet
struck me then that stood a heap bette
ridin' the bull than whar was. SEE
old fellow. if you'll hold on. I'll ride Il
the next station anyhow, let that be whal
it will.
SO jist dropped aboard him sgin, unt
looked aloft TO see what had gained By
changin' quarters; and gentlemen. I'm ,
liar if thar warn't nigh half bushel o.
the stingin' varments ready TO pitch into
me when the word go was gin. Well
Ireckon they got it. for all hands started
for our company. Some on 'sm hii the
dogs, about a quart hit me, and the res
charged on brindle.
This time the dogs led off fust, deat
bent for the old deacon's, and as soon al
old brindle and could get under way We
followed; and as was only deck pas
senger, and had nothin' to do with steer
in the craft. sware, if had, shouldn
have run that channel anyhow. But, d
/ said before. the dogs took the lead On,
brinde and / next. and the hornets drek
ly arter--the dogs yellin' brindle heller
in, and the hornets buzzin' and'stingin'.
Well, we had got about two hundre'
yards from the house, and the deacon
heard US and come out. seed him hol
up his hand and turn white. I.reckon h
was prayin' then, for he did not expec
to be called for so soon; ard it warn
long. neither, afore The whole congrega
tion-men, women and children-cun
out. and then all hands went 10 yellin
None Of them had the first notion tina
brindle and belonged 10 the world.
jist turned my head and passed the Who'll
congregation. see the run would be u
soon, for brindle couldn't turn BIN inc
from fence that stood dead ahead
Well, we reached that fence, and web
ashore over the old critters head. land
ing on the other side, and lay thar stun
ned.
1t warn't long afore some of 'em TIA
was not scared cum running TO see wha
/ wa-, 70. all hands kalkilated that tn
bull and belonged together. Blu, whe
brindle walked off by himself :hey see
how ii war, and one Of 'em said0Mik
Finck has got The worst of scrimage fc
once in his life.'
Gentlemen. from that day / droppe
the couriin' dizziness. and never spoke I
agal since, and when my hunt is up o
this yearth there won't be any Finck
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