Democrat and sentinel. [volume] (Ebensburg, Pa.) 1853-1866, 1856-12-31

they wur playin' single game of Beyen-up
| for the Presidents cheer ov these free an aw-
full United e Pluribus States, hiry-one in
number, an kiverin' the whole yearth. Thar
wur another chap inter that room, with one
hand under his coat tail, an tother a strokin'
| ov his chin, a walkin' about sorter keerless
like, but fust a lookin' inter Fillmores hand
an then inter Fremont's and then winkin'
an a frownin' fust at one ov them and then
tother. Then he'd tiptoe an try to peep into
! Bucks hand. But the old feller hilt under
| the shadder ov the table, and sorter looked at
sideways hisself, an was a watchin' the peep
| in feller, too, all the rite clost. His name
was Sea-ward, or Hell-ward. or sumthin' ov
that sort, no matter which Now gentlemen,
! | kin play old sledge myself rite Peart, and
| when | seed that it wur game oV two pluck
! one, and that Buck-cannon was bound tn be
skinned eff his hide didn't grow fast onto his
| bones. | got mad as bee in swa-min' time
an jjist thought (mind | scd nuthin') that I'd
! like tu mock enuf off ov that chaps skull tu
make built ladle, ef | dard tu He is a
darn'd snake in the grass, sure
"' Wei, arter they had played out their
| hands Mr. Buck-caDnon sez, bowin' nifty
! purlite, i believe, gentlemen, had high,
jack, and that has sot me six, ef [ amt mista-
| ken Then both on em, Fillmore and FIRE.
mont, spread all o Bucks tricks out on the
table, till they saw las ace ov trumps, an the
jack ov trumps which he had kotch from Fill
more with the king. and then they agreed
that he six. Sea-ward said, Yes he rec
! oned that was the state of the game Fill
more then, as modest as fifteen year old gal,
sed, 4 made low /; you kctch my juice with
your old ace, Mister Buch-cannon /; and that
sits he three All agreed on that count, fand
Fremont, Eeaning on his cheer back, whis-
pered behind his back tn me, g And id
low it was, too, don't yu think so p an his
black mus-tuchuS twisted up like into two
corkscrews; but all agreed that Fillmore was
three an no mistake. Fremont then sed, Il
made game, aud that sot me six with you
Mr.. Buck cannon. Buck bowed again tn
that; but Fillmore said, g SIR, I'll count
game with you; this is not adzaotly accordin''
to our understanding, si-r-r )" and for the
fust time he looked like hemust be made to
fte Sea-ward frowned, shook his head,
winked and sweated nightly. Fremont did
so too, an oil at old Fillmore, but it warn'r
| no use, count game he would and Fremont
beat him one. SO that sot the game-BucE
six, Fremont six, an Fillmore threc-an'
Bucks deal and Frcmont's beg Or stand.
Buck licked his thumb and delt 'em nigh
ty slow and keerful looked at Fillmore's
kerds as he got EN- from the deal, and it liked
TO knock me down. There was the ace, the
king, the queen, the jack, the ten, an tie
juice oy trumps Thinks [, oh, Lordy and
then | looked at him. an thar the old fcler
sot, his early kiyerin' the cheer all over, an
nearly cut tn his knees, as solemn, as big
an ab0nt as wise as an old Dutch squire
tryin' of a bastardy case with good proof agin
the daddy L tell ye boys, he looked list
like he had taken his fust big horn of whisky
fur the mite, am fell 1t in his boots. I thot
oh, Lordy agin.
Buck never turned up his hand, bat axed
Fremont what he meant tu do. He looked
at his kerds, sorted 'cm. then looked at 'enl
agin,. tLen up at the lamp, then at Buck
scratched his year, shot up his eyes, an very
slowly said-I e-g. BY the junpin' Jeho-
sephat Buck run 'cm quick, and tho't it
no harm tu take another look at old Fill
He fotched low collicky sort ov erunt, and
then he blowed. L swar, the wind come out
en- his nose, mounth, eyes, an years, an like
to put the lamp out.
q lodged, an tux peep inter Free
monts hand, and now [ swar, that when a
mans six on big game of seven up, L sever
seed jiSt sick kerds He hiIt to thcr three
aces, bound to be high let what would cum
an out au' out President at that. Thinks I,
o Lordy, Buch o Lordy, Fillmore an
watched what suit was to make the President
outcn that darn mule eatin' Fremont, when
there's no nara No Nothin' in he'll eff he didn't
turn jack jis5 easy as if thar'd been fifty
two of 'em in the deck and then only leaned
back and smiled loud fer q President! Fill
more rared back ard outen his cheer. an fain-
ted as comfortable on the floor as an ale maid
at quiltin' when the kissin begins. Ere
mont's eyes turned green-the har on the
back his head ris up like the teeth of
comb his must -tuch-us turned up towards
his eyes, he brayed like mule, an' at Que
jump kiyered aid Fill as he lay, and then sot
into bitiu' an chokin' an naulin ov him
ike the devil beatin' homlny. This sort of
excitement fatched the old fcller tu an as
soon he felt all the hurtin' that was gwine
on all over him. suStde an 0W, he set rite in
tn fghtin' tu, like an old STUD hoss, an thar
they he'd 1t | looked at Buck, (who still
hilt the kerds in his hand, with the jack turn
ed up on top) as much as tn say, = Shall |
/ part 'em % He shook his he'd an put niy
hands in my pockets an kept outer thar way
| They fit some by this time, I tell yer-har,
wool, fur, an feathers few, sorter like GIN
ming cotton. Sea-ward cut dirt as soon as
that arful jack turned, locked the do or
| on the out side, an went strait tn pra
] moctin' III Ninth street, whar [ reckon he is
/ yet. Well, thar they ft an grunted, an
every now an then Fremont would bray like
onto mule, an Fillmore would grunt out
| somthin' about sumbody's box an fusion. y
Now eff fusion means mtriR they war fused
about as well two pints OF bald face in a
| quart flask on a hard trottin hoss. an of all
| the darn'd noises | ever did hear they shook