The Middlebury register. [volume] (Middlebury, Vt.) 1850-1882, 1856-07-02

eDtTy III tnH CABIN WncTe. at tDab par
iicular moment, Mr.. Chowler was en-.
joying himself by induleing in the limo.
cent relaxation of alternate wbiskey
drinking. gambling and dancing, or as
The individual in question termed it
'breakih' down u for there was n white
headed old dorkey present who was aid
ing the revcl by the execution of
"The good old time"
which he ratified off upon his violin with
facility of execution which bctokenod
pracli-ed hand.
In the meantime, our lieutenant. who
was still suffering from tie effect of a
recent ILLNESS, had taken on out-the-way
seat near the stove where he ovinced
strong disposition to avoid any discourse
with The borderers. 1t may be too that
the young man laid himself open to the
charge of putting on airs by neglecting
upon his entrance to salute the company
either by the customary good evening,
gentleman or the yet more VcStcrH
polite greeting of asking the 'crowed to
step up and liquor at his expense.
None of which as we have already in
tlUutCu. uau csOapeu tuc kccu eJO VI
Mr.. Jake Chowler He didn't like it.
He allowed that thar dog.gouned city
raised thing in thar brass buttons, war q
putin on mighty high faIutiu' ways, all
crowdn' thar boys a heap.
But Pine Knot Jake was not the man
to cohGue his Indignation to mere words
and after standing it, as he said, until
a human couldn't bar it no longer he
walked up to the stranger, and the fol.
lowing dialogue ensued
Chowler L At the same time slapping
the lieutenant familiarly on the back }
step up hoss, an liquor.
Licuteuant-l thank you, sir but l
don't feel like drinking.
Chowler Yes, yeou do so jest step
up stranger. an' kinder move yourself
too; don't yeou see ihat thar crowd air
waiting
lieutenant But 1 don't wish to
drink sir
Chowler-I don't kcar cf yeou don't
l want ycou to drink with me- My
name air Jake Chowler Pine Knot Jake
they call me whar | come from. all on
account Of my bein' so dreadful easy to
whip. VIII you drink with me now ?
Lieutenant. No. sir.
Chowlcr.-Ef yeour gohl to crowd
man that thar way. | jest tell yeou,
stranger, that yeou shall drink with me.
Lcutenant.-Aud l tell you, sir. I
will not.
Chowler r-Wall, stranger, ct you
will hav it so-herc Mr. Chowler drew
horse-pistol, which he cooked and
pointsd at the ieutenani's head-I!l
jest let ycou know that ef ycou dout
take drink with this hear child, and be
right sudden adoip' it, III raise the top
of your head with this hyar tool, and eff
that don't settle yeou allow to gather
yeou by your har, an' shake yeou ill
your doggouncd toe nails drop off
Upon receiving this mild intimation,
a close observer might have noticed the
the sudden change that passed like a
cloud.shadow over the young soldiers
face for his eyes flashed, the lip was
compressed and the thin hosirils dila
ted bnt these signs of If indignation,
if such they wcro lasted but for a mo-.
ment, and as the pale features settled
back into their wontcd rcpose, there was
almost a smile, though somo would have
called it a meaning one, upon Liou;en-
ant Newcome's face. who, nevertheless,
appeared subdued, for he rose to his feet.
as if to comply with this very pressing
invitation.
Mr. Chowler,' said our lieutenant. as
they approached the filthy pen of the Ii.
quor stained boards, which enclosed the.
if possible, still dirlier 'bar,' Mr. Chow.
Ter. know your character | am entire
ly unarmed | have told you that | did
not wish to drink. aud | should not now,
except on compulsion at the same time
prefer drinking. ercn With yOu, to be-
ing shot down in cold blood
To this the bully made no verbal re-
ply, but, laughed insultingly; ordered
drinks for two laid his pistol upon the
counter, and at the same time, tnrned
his head slightly round, to exchange tel
/ ographic congratulations with a compan.
ion, upon tho case with which he, the
accomplished Pine Knot Chowler, had
/ pdChth huNu put VI L hIiS IAih
falutin pets
But Mr.. Chowler's moment of tri-
uinph was destined to bo short lived
indeed its end was already at haud-for
young Newcome, who had an eye like Il
hawk, wat ching his unceremouous &C.
! qualntance's movements keenly. VI e
saw the pistol laid down; a thought
flushed across his mind to execute it
was the work of an instant. He edged
quietly towards the bar, and extended
his right arm as if to take up the tum.
bier, in which the whiskey, brown sugar,
etc., had already been mingled for his
beueft, but instead of doing SO, he
leant forward. showed his prosecutor
aside with one vigorous push Of his left
hand and, at the sam1 time, grasped
the weapon. which fortunately for him,
was still cooked, aud with ono spring,
placed his back against the wall, and as
| they say out west, drew bead upon Mr..
! Jake Chowler's left breast, who in utter