The national era. [volume] (Washington [D.C.]) 1847-1860, 1858-11-04
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War-WhoOp. bog-goheV III ar amt Dal
nowi
Git out de way, ole IN Tucker!I4
You'se too late to cots<to SUPPER kc.n
"Durn yer, faint nut 81" responded on,
of his tuneful brethren. wow, if faint Yam
kee Doodle Gorryi V :, nv splendiferou
breechesl" continued be, looking down from
his height, as the cart in :cchich he stood cam,
along by Herman, and plreking sympatheticalll
at his own neither garments, which happen
ed to be of buckskn. g Eeckon woolens wa
cheap whar you was raised, stranger.
on, Yankee Doodle's cotntd 10 town,
All dressed. in striped s.use's!
Says he, The ciiy's built > thick
cannot see no houseis
Chorus.L cannot 81 10 houses
Hosh yah he no hs.s7
What was the price = azors when you lief
Boosting, Y. Doodle, Esks
Whapll yer take forsIlauker's Hill Monu
ment to make a dam forsle Missouri Civ,
yer almighty dollsr-sity cents more'n it,
with, too-come
How's yer pilgrim ia t.sr?"
"Durn yer FOOL" crisc. another, extracting
the nose of bottle from - mouth, and in tn,
srt as it were, uneotkin Z his voies, I" he AIM
no Yankee His cheeks-~ just like tomat
tur's." =
"Dog-goned if he aims Sea his rig. iris
as a tailor"
You be og-goned, tin Hs amt got M
CAB. Whapn you bet ?'>
Treat all around, fus; store we come to-"
Done Blast yer, h chum Runnin over
the moon, be yer? Hoi- On thari"
The foremost cart, With had already gone
jolting by, halted; and s. did the rabble rout
by this time encompassits Herman before be
hind, and on one side. % the other side of the
carttrack there ran the FLYER. Herman still
made big way on as we'll he could through
the crowd, entrenching h slself in silence.
" 10, mister !" cried & of the disputants
calling after him from - cart, pricking the
wheel-horse with bowie nife to make it start
forward, and then pulling t mp on it's launches
beside cur hero, " what er call the travelin
milk-pump with four tro srs underneath, two
pokers in front, one hal e hangin down be.
hind, for you to grab at when you wants to
catch her, and a leather j ket on?
Why, l SUPPOSE" id Herman, facing
a6ont, and, In spite of his mpatience to be rid
OF them, bursting into a earty laugh at this
most una gassiz-like des -@iption, "you must
mean cow" -
Thar, he said keow : exclaimed one of
the betters, triumphsntly Saudi, he treats |
Aud, be treats +"
Durn yer, won't " = joined Aud. Gle
didn't commence to. Ha said COW as neat
as any on u.s." =
Cause him to repeat again, said an ED
erly man, better dressed an the others. who
appeared to be in authcris1. 81
Herman had pushed Ola few PAGES. The
humane feats of the charioleer were re. perform
cd, and the war-chariot was again at his side,
with what looked like th muzzle of small
brass field piece showing self furtively at the
side, through the straw IL 3e bottom.
Let's h'ar yer say it 8 sin, mister ~
Certainly" said Herr n, good humoredly,
on condition that you'll = me hear you say
something afterwards arc that is, Good even.
ing. 1t is time we were o. getting into night
quarters; ard your horses and so forth there
block up the road" He repeated in a loud
tone, so that all could gaar him, the word
" cow" and marched on Gs>before.
Vote by show of hands, gentlemen" said q
voice behind him, which he took to be that of
the elderly man who had previously interposed,
Il" Does Aud treat, or Harrass Those who
deem the stranger to have said keo,o will evi.
y ~..-o~-Nn,a he holding mn IA cir ri chit Londa
vote"
"Durn it all " expostulated Mr.. Harrass,
doggedly, 4" don't care dog-goned durn for
that He's larned ter say it since he come Far.
You git him to hoorsy for Buck an Brock, an
I'll give in"
Ho, mister let's h'ar yer hooray for Buck
an Brecki"
The road here turned aside from the river
into the prairies, and Herman determined to
make his escape.
There's good old saying" he replied,
4" that one must not hurra till after election
This is my way. Good night"
He turned aside over the grass, which, though
breast-high along the creek, was not more than
ancledeep on the rising ground opposite. No
effort was made to stop him, though he thought
he distinguished stage whispers and muttering
aside of, Gle is Yankee! "a Abolition
list Free.State spy" But, as he reached
the top of line of sunsetgided knobs, which
in another minute would have hidden his form
from the beholders, he heard sharp crack and
whistle, and felt a hard blow on his side, and
warm gush over his hip. Before he had time to
think what it could mean, he also felt the world
roll over with him into the night, and ceased to
think at all.