The weekly hawk-eye. [volume] (Burlington, Iowa) 1858-1860, 1858-06-08

30 Goog0 nn4 ~ oheoea, Oatea Tie big
deeo - down oosea stapo inter the lane a
then he turned aAeen hundred pound Gam
msrset artsr On, n dc atopaove I'll the
mixed up mess a. onto his back. About
the time he got b his feet, ole man Bn1ns--
70 know how fat stumpy, m cross grain he
-, envy how-lnade mad snatch q the has
kit an kotch hit but cuddens let 20 quick
emit, fur ole Sock gist blowea, bellercd an
histed the ole stud heels fust up inter the
Or, an he lit on Socks back an he'd the bas-
kit in his hand Jist 20 soon es old blacky
oad go, he tore Of down the lane Urging tn
outzun the bees) 90 fast that ole Burns I, !
feared tu try tn get Of; 20 he jist socksd his
fas inter the rope stirups an prepared hisself
far the durhdest fast bull ride mortal man
ur omen ever he'd. Sock tuck down atween
the hitched hosses an the. rail fence, an ole
Burns fitin him over the he'd with the bas-
hit tn stop i'm, an then fitin the bees. tell
| ye he KEEP that Or baskit movin. I'll jist
b burned Of ! dident jist think he he'd four
times ct onst we'll, Burns, baskit, and bull,
scared every burned boss an mule loose
frum the fence, sum obsarvin bees stoppin
on each wun "a help inn start fast frum that
onquiet an, trubbilsum place. Most on EN-,
too, tuck fence rail with en-, fast onto the
bridil rein. Now, I'll jist gin you leve to
kiss sister Sail eff ever stitch site wur seed
ur Glitch hearn es wur in that long lane. A
m0nstrous cloud owe dust, like harykane
he'd cum along, hid all tho HOSES; an away
abuv hit yu cud see bosses tails an ends owe |
fence rails dyin about, an now an then a
par owe brite hind shoes wud fash in the |
sun like two sparks an away ahead wur
the baskit, cirkling roun an about at ram |
dunn. A heap Of brayin, sum nickerin, the |
bellerin, owe the bull, the clatterin owe run
min hoofs, an monstrous rushin SCUM made |
up the mise. swar ole Burns can beat
envy man on yeath q itin bees with baskit.
Jist set him astraddle owe a mad bull an let
thar be plenty owe bees SO as to excite the
ole man. Stray bosses an mules were tuck
up all over the country, an ye cudent go eny
cours an not find buckils, stirups, straps, ur
sumthin belongin tn o ridin boss.
Now about that hous Their wur good
time gineraly Fellers an gals leped outon
winders, they rolled outon the dores in bun
ches, they clum the chimneys, they hid on
der the hous, they tuck tn the thickit, they
rolled in the wheat field lay down in the
brick, an sum tuck hit out in good ole run
min toaods home; Sicily, she squatted in
the spring up tn her years, and while she
wer drownin the mess owe bees onder her
coats, went up tn her, SEE ]: you've got
anuther new sensashun, haint YEP "Oh
SUIT, these bominable insex, they're jis
burnin mel" "Gin EN- sum sody," SEE !,
lin broken doses-that'll cool EN- of. She
shot FIRE at me outon her eyes, an thot Id
best 60. Clapshaw crawled onder a chat
pile in the barn and tuck it out in sighin an s
.roanin. Sicily an him dident sleep togeth-
" for nigh onto q week, an all because of 4
hem ar hot footed abominable insex. Thar
vornt an oman ur gall ut that ar weddin
nut what thar stockins an frocks wer too
lite fur two ur three days. Bees am wurs
nore on wimmin than men folks, eny how,
hey hev farer chance at EN-. Owe all the
urnd misfortunate weddins that hes hap
ened since Adam married that ole heifer @
That wur so fond of talking to snaix an eat
n appils, doun till now, that wun owe Sicily q
'urns an Passon Clapshow, wus the durnd-
st wust wun, fur mise, disappointment, I
rakin things, skare, trubbil, hurtin AN vex-
shun owe spirit They wont gee tugether, Y
line that got too bad start.
You haint time tn listen now how ole
urns finished up his bull ride, an how |
nm tn du that lofty speciment owe runnin n
II tell that agin. Ef eny body axes arter y
le tell EN- I'm over in Fannin, On my way Y
/ Dahlonega for sum on EN- will kill me eff
ICY katch me. Hits an orful thing, George,
be natral born durnd fool. You've
ever sperienced hit, hev We? Hit hes made T,
owerfully agin our family; an all OWN tn !
i'd. orter jist bust my he'd open agin a
huff owe rocks, and wud du hit eff warnt
arnd coward. All my pendence is in these
are laigs-dye see EN-? Eff they don't fail,
may turn out human yet sum day; that is, ).
rter human, enuf tn be squire ur skooi \
Ef wur jist es smart es I'm A
can an ornary, Id be President owe a a
lid Cat in a week Hes liquor ris whar n
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