Nebraska advertiser. [volume] (Brownville, Nemaha County, N.T. [Neb.]) 1856-1882, 1858-03-11
VOL. H. CITY OF BROWNVHLE NEMAHA COUN,


owe box owe matches what | he'd in my
pocket, SO fotch the whole boxful rake
onto the gravel, an stuffed EN- all "a blaz-
in inter one owe the pockets In his coat
tail. Now, mind, he moved nothin owe
these perseedins, fur his mind war exer-
cised powerful about the hurtin ! wur a
helpin i'm tn behine.
moved he'd soon show strong signs
owe wantin tn go. So the fust big rare he
fotch arter the fire reached his hid, jist
let my mouth fly open---so--an he went! |!
his hole tale in blaze! Rite here, boys,
/ must tell you sumthin 1 didn't noe my
self ,ur dern me. eff / hadn't let i'm beat
me into poultice afore I'D sot i'm afre
I'D seen i'm burned fust. The thot on
it skeers me yit. He had two pounds owe
gunpowder in tother pocket, takin home
to a shootin match. He aimed tn run past
peddlin wagin, what war standin In the
street, with fust rate setove ole live hoss
bones atween the shafts, while the
Yankee was in the doggery, firin up tu
leave town. Jist as he got clost to the
carryall, the powder coteh fire, an soon
afterwards went off and 50 did he, head
fust, frog-fashnn, rite thru the top load of
tin ware. He lit runnin, ten feet tother
side; his coat tails wur. blown off tu his
Shoulders, the hine end of his galluses was
raped round his neck, the tale owe his
shut was loose, and up in the air thirty
feet, still a rizin and blazin like kornit,
his briChes hung loose on the front side,
like unto forked aprun, while the sittin
part NV 'em was blowed tn kingdom cum,
and so wur everything else belonging to
that regin, while his back was as black as
a side Of upper lether. Itrained tin buck
cts, and strainers, an tin cups, and pep
per boxes, an pans, an stage horns, all
over that street for two minits and a
half. taH
Now that explosion, and the tin war a
ratlin an a rainin, made rite peart noise,
specially owe still day; in fac, enuf to
wake up the old hoss' bones an gin him
the idear that he'd best leave town quick;
so he laid his years back an straitened
out his tail an shot. He made kindlin-
wood outen the waggin agin sine-post,
and betuck hisself to the woods, stretched
out about twenty feet long, an not MORN
three feet high on the withers, with jist a
about enuf harness stickin tn i'm tn make
a cullar for bell COW. Thar was Ivun
cussed nutweg maain Yankee broke plum
up, and I'm burned glad owe it. Old Rack
Back Davy, the hoss-rack man, made fur
the river, an / follored tu the bank tn see
eff he hadn't drownded hisself; but no sir!
Thar he war, about the midi owe the ruv-
er, swimin fur luther bank, jist split
tin the water wide open, an his busted
britches legs a hoatin arter him. He
looked over his shoulder every other lick,
like he spected tu see the devil his face
were as black as a pot, cept white ring
round his eyes, and the smoke wus still
risin from among the sturnps owe his burnt
har. His he'd, boys, in that ruver, wur
Z. the uglies. suriest, and savidgest site that
1 ever seed or speot tu see in this world,
eny how. oaal iso
dream owe it yet O. nights, and il
skares the swet outen me. l seed lot
owe fellers a fishin under the bank, SO
thot I'd help i'm on a leetle faster, an
hollered, sketch the murder, five hundred
dullars an q big hoss reward. He killed
an oman an nine children, an | spect g
dog, an like tu whipped another plum tC
deth." They jumped inter thar Gun
noes an tuck arter i'm, openin on hi:
trail like pack owe houns. The last
ever seed owe i'm he wur rackin up the
tother bank on his all four, an looked NIT
. lily like an ole bar what had jist cum outer
hurrycane. He still kept up his lookir
back, and / speck was the wust scared maj
in the world, an eff he amt ded, he's run
min vet. The idear now began to soal
through my har that OWN to the fuss Stuf
Gut and me he'd raised, that perhaps II
better seoot lest they mout want me. s.
| left in peart trot, an soon got on oil
Stuff's trail. 1t wur like waggin haC
been drug upside down by par owe run
away mules, and the dry grass an leaves
and in sum places the fences wur sot afre
He tuck tn the mountains, an turned wolf
an tuck up the trade owe sheep KILN fo
a livin, an the hole settlement is now GU
arter his skelp. That trip tu town, ik'
the cuttin-box, hez changed his disper
sition agin, all shown the powerful chan
ges that kin be made IN even dog.
cum outen that scrape purity well, yeti hec
to show the family dispersition tu maxi
id fools owe thar Selves" "How, Sut g
"Whv, l ought to toted off a lode owe tha
permiscus tin war. Oughten /? say 2