The Shasta courier., 1858-01-30
SUI LovEGooD's LIzz ARDS.
BY CAPT. GEORGE W. HARRIS.
Ss--Eit DuIIer Reward.

BY CAPT GEORGE W. HARRIS.
Ss--Eit DuIler Reward.
The cash VIII be paid in korn or produce tn
he collected ~ -fshc..tes next kaInn.,aetin by
enc wun what kechis him, for the cacas owe
wun SUTTY LovEGooD ded ur alive an safely gin
over tn the car owe Passon john Bullin at Squire
mack Junilins fur a raisin owe the devil permis-
eusly, discumfurtn the wimen powerful an a
skarin owe foks gineraly at the rattil snaiks
springs big meetin- signed by me
JONI BULLIS the Passon.
Attested tu BY Jehu Wethoron.
found written copies of the above highly in
telligible and yindictire proclamation stuck up
on every blacksmith shop, doggery and store
door in the Frog Mountaip range. Its blood
thirsty, yindictive spirit its style, and, above
all, its chiEography, interested me to the extent
of stealing one from tree for preservation.
In few days found Sut in good crowd in.
front of Capeharts small doggery, and as he
proved TO be about &" in tune" / read it TO him.
- Yes, George said he, that ar dockymint
am in yearnest, sartin. They dus want me pow
erful bad, but | spect cit dullers wont fetch me.
I'll 90 myself fur lifty planked down, if you'll go
long and see me hey justice. Lite, lite, old fell
Ter, an let that roam owe yourn blow little, and
Eli splain this cussed afar what hes ruinated my
here. Ye see ! went to last years big meetin
at Rattil Snaix Springs, and were sittin in nice
shady place conYersin with a fren in the huck-
Aberry thi,ket, when the fust thing know'd
woke from france, what I'd been knocked inter
by four year old hickory stick in the han of
old Passon Bullin-durn his alligator lookin
hidel an he wur standin straddle over me- a
foamin at the mouth an a preachin tn me about
sartin sins an my wickedness gincrally. NV poor
fren war gone, an | was glad owe it. fur thot
he meant to kill me with his club eff he failed tn
preach me tn deth, an | didn't want her tn see
me die
" Who was the friend you speak Of, Sut ~
Nun o-Y-e y-o-u-r b-i-s-n-i-s-durn your
little ankshus pieter But I'll tell ye one thing,
George that mite neibor gall got an orful con-
founded stroppin frum her nam with the stirrup
lether over Il saddil m old Passon Bullin had ct
supper thar that mite and what's wus nnr ALL
she cooked it fur i'm an begged him a trimblin
and cryin not tn tell on her, the durne, internal,
hiperkriteal, pot-belied, whisky-wastng old
ground hog but | paid i'm fur it, eff | haint |
will. mean tu.keep payin owe i'm all the time
Well, at the mex moetin at Ratil Snaix, | wur on
nan, as solemn as hat kerer at collection time.
fur had promised the old hog to cum an be
convarted, jist tu keep him from KILN me. l
suck seat on the steps owe the pulpit, to prove
in that grove, an ole Bulln wur a preachin tn
en- at an orful rate-how the He'll Sarpints wud
serve EN- if they didntrepcnt-how they'd crawl
over them, rap their tails roun thar necks, poke
thar tungs inter thar eyes, and blow inter thar
years; and eff it war an oman, how they'd guile
in her bussum; and try to crawl down under her
frock-string. An he he'd EN- hot hollerin, an
scared the fac is, things was a workin power
full Now I'd kotch five big grey pot-bellied
LIZARDS and he'd EN- in little narrer bag, what
] made purpos-thar tails all at the bottom;
an packed as tite as a bundl owe sticks.
9 So while he wur rarn onto his tip-toes,
onbcnownst tu airy body, | omitted my poke an
put the mouth up under his brittches leg, an gin
their leggs sQueese an a shake, when they all
tux up his bar leg, making owe noise sorter
like squirrils e climbin- shell bark hickory.
He stopped preachin an looked for a moment
like he wur listnin far sunthing, sorter like an
ole SOW dus when she hears you whistle for the
dogs give a big groan, an hilt my he'd atween
my knees. Then he commenced q slapin owe
his self whar We cut the steak outen a beef tlen
he fetch rub whar n horses tail sprouts, then
he'd stomp, then runh his han atween his waisbun
and his shut, and reach down an roun mittily
with it-then he spred his big legs and give his
back good shakin, sort owe rub agin the pull
pit, sorter like hog scratches agin stump
gineri,lly zif he'd jist cum outen dog bed, or
he'd slep on pisant trail About this time
1sun owe my lizard scared and hurt, l spose,
by all the rubbin an scratchin and slappin)
poked his he'd out atween the passon's shut col
lar and his old brown neck, tuck peep at the
circumstances, aud lodged back agin.
sold Bullin's speech now cum tn him his
eyes stickin out like two buckeyes flung aqin
mud wall, and his voice trimblin; SEE he,
a" "Brether,n, take keer owe yersefs, the Hellsar-
pints hev got ne! :" Sum owe the wimmin fotch
apainter yell, and a ramrod legged doctor that
sot near me, allowed it wur elar case owe De-
Gcous Tremendous, an thot he wur rite for it
srur tremendous afore it was dun with OF went
the claw-hammar coat, an be flung i: ahind him
like he war gwine into fte, the he'd no jack
ct on.l Mex he fotch his shut over his head fas-
ter nar got outen my pasted wun, an be flung
hit up in the air like he didnt care durn il hit
kept up forever, but hit lodged onto black
jack | seed wun owe my Lizards a racin about
over the big old dirty lookin shut, skarcd like
tue devil. Then he gin a sorter shake an a
twist, an he cum outen his britches, an he tuck
EN- by the bottom owe the legs and swung 'em
round his he'd few times an then fotch EN-
down cherallup over the frunt ove the pulpit
You end're hearn the smash a quarter owe
nilei Nigh onto about fifteen shortened biskit
n briled ehicAin with hits legs crossed big
dubil bladed nite, slab owe terbacker a nine
sum copper ore sPecimints, heep owe broken
glass. cork sprinkil owe whisky, squirt an
three owe my lizards few permiskasly all over
that ar meetin ground, oUien the upper ind owe
them big fax britches. Wun owe the smartest
eve my blue Lizards lit he'd fuSt inter the bus
sum owe fat oman, big as skiu'd hoes, an
nigh onto as ugly, who sot thirty yards of fam
min herself with tuckey TAIL al smart ia the
last, hit commenced runnin' down. So she wur
bound to faint, and did it fust rate jisi flung
her lucky sai up in the ar, rolled down the hill,
tangled her legs and garters in the top NV a
huekllberry bush, an war thar all safe, fair an
quiet when left.
"a Now old Bullin had uuthin left on him but
a par OF hevy low-quartered shoes, short woolen
socks, an eel skin garters tn keep off the craup,
an his skare war CROWN on him fast He
wur plum crazy, fur he jist spit in his hands
an leaped over the frunt nv the pulpit rite inter
the middil Nv the Plus part nv the kon-
gregation, kerdig, and sot in tn gittin' away.
He run, or rether went in a lumberin' gallon.
heavy, like an an old wagon horse skared at