Raftsman's journal. [volume] (Clearfield, Pa.) 1854-1948, 1858-02-24
suTLOyENGoOD,s DOG.


tell adzactly what dog scrdpe you mean-'
swell, 1 mean ole STUFF Gut Did emmy
on We ever see 'im?"
ssNo.s'
ell, We missed site. He wur power
full dog, and sometimes ye d think that he wur
two or three dogs, rf We seed him eat: not
cOuurin' ov his tail. for he hadn't emmy When
be wur pup, dad (durn hill) tuck him to
straw cutter, jtrn'd his starn clost up to the
frame ov the cussed guliotin, fOtch down the
nife, and thar lay the whole tail in the troft,
like letter 5, an here the pup youlin'
like hound, and his starn looked like you'd
busted ripe tonatis onto it Well, il changed
his iooks mitily, an his natHr more. | never
found out that he wur good fur emmy thing but
To keep bred frum nlouldiH' and meet frum
spilin7; and when he wanted to show glad,
he he'd no tale 10 wag, he wagged his whole
sturn, an his hIne feet slipped about on the
ground sorter Ike ! fashUnabII gal walks when
she thinks some felier is lookin' at er. He
wur cultured -adzaeily Ike a mildewed saddil
skirt, an he keFried his 4 nOin' sort of
cock, Ike onto mules when he is skcered-
He he'd wiskers round his eyes, an on his
hine legs. an must had 4 powerful actiy
shince, fur he wur the meaaeSt countenanced
dog / ever seed in my life. Now as tn his ma
tur, WI cud never set i'm onto emmy thing WI
wanted tn, and cudnt call i'm often emmy thing
he got arter on his accord He war
skeered all the time, an stud reddy to run or
steal the chances mout be- and taking i'm
altogether, ne war jist the rite sort Oy dog
tn belong tn me-not wurth durn, an oTter
been killed afore his eyes got OPEN
..Well, Stuff Gut, he fOllered ME tn town
wun day, Jist Gaze l didn't want him tn an
while wur gittin' on he'd ov steam al the
doegery, lie started round town on i steeIin'
experdition oy his own, an like his cussed
fool owner got hisself inter a fust rat. scrape
an skare without half tryin', an in less nor
no time At that. | he'd gin myself 1 slIak- in
the doggery. an hearia' the whisky in NE
sIo-h, l kHowed l he'd my load aboard, so
cum out inter the street, an'-the-fust thing
/ seed he cum a tarin' down street fifteen
times faster nor ihOt he cud run, jist bowin'
o. hsscit, his sOt fat onto his neck, an
his bri<tIes al sot Ike black -pearch' 5 top
lin. bis eyes shet up fast an tite- and be he'd a
sort Of iiness made outer strings, sUrier like
the set Dad wore when he acted boss, an he
wur hauliu' ov an old stage lantern, and hit
filed with vet powder an sot aire. Now the
sparks an the dust an fhe ratIIn', an the
yOaIin' an grUwliH' an barkin', and the eigh-
ty-Hine ur ninety dogs o. all kinds what wgr
chaSja' Ov him, made sum sensashun- Well
ibid. Whew-w-w. When I seed him pass
without noin' me. thot ay Dads huruet trib-
ulItion, and felt that thar wur such thing
i reirIbulItion, at last and then got mad an
looked round fuT sum wun to vent my rath
on, an seed lCng-legged cuss, sorter ov the
Loveng0od stripe, With his hat cooked before,
Sitfin' Il straddil ov = hCss-rack, Swingin' his
legs an a singing
Rack back Davy, rain up behine
You show your foot, and II show mine
Thinks +. yu'll def yu didn't start my dog
on that heIiward experdtion hisn, yOU'H
do {" put it on ennyhow, so here goes SeZ
|. Mister, what h ed ANY dog -dun-tu-yu.' He
/ pas.e no tention, but sep on singin-
Rack back Davy, daddy shot a bar,
Shot I'M IN the eye an Eever touch har-
/ that niORt lie able to breed fife, jist leEt
/ him sla;hrin' Calamity, rite whar hrs snout
| commenced i spr0utiH' from atwcen his eyes,
! with ruff rock about the size oi goose egg
/ Hit foteh i'm : He drdpped ofen the hoss-
/ rack but hilt squirrei-holt onto the pole with
/ his paws an hine feet, an hung back down
1 jumped he'd fast thru atween his belly and
/ the pole; my heft broke his holt, an We cum
I to the ground fitin'-nle onder most, and
! turned heads and tails So shut my jaws on
/ to mouthiul Ov steak. He fit nlitily for the
! chance he had, bat | soon seed he had 4 cross
/ ov bar in i'm, fur he cudent stand tTcklin' be-
| hine ef il Inoute be called tickIiu at all; for
+ every time he got his hine legs onder him, he
I tried his durndest TO jump loose, bat ny holt
! hiit. an we world take first position again.
i tfIot oE box ov matches what he'd IN my
/ pocket; SO fotch the whole boxful rake Oh
/ TO the gravel, an stuffed 'em all blazen inter
/ one of the pockets in his coat-taif. Now.
/ mind. he knewed nuthIn ov these proceedings,
/ fur his mind war exercised powerful about the
! hurtin1 / were helpin' him tn behine- L
/ kno- d he'd soon show strong signs ov warlfin'
/ to go. SO the fast big rare he fotch arter the
/ fire reached his hide. Jist let my mouth Il
/ open-so-and he went his hole coat tale in a
bIazei Rite here boys must tell yu sumthin
/ | didn't myself, dUr8 me, ef | hedn { let
/ him beat rec inter poultis. afore I'd sot him
| atre-id seed him dUrn'd fust- He had two
| pounds ov gun powder in tother pocket, ta-
/ Kim ht,fie to a sheotin' match. Well, he
! aimed to ran past a tin peddith' wagon what
/ was 4 stsndin' IN the street, with a fust rate
! set ov old live hcss bones atween the shafts,
wi1fIc the Yankee wus in the doggcry. a firm
up tn Ieavetewn- list as he got tn the carry
! all, the powder cotch fire, an soon afterwards
went off, an did he, head fust, frog fashion,
| rite thru the top load tin ware. He lit Il
1 runuin' ten foot luther side; his coat-tails wur
hIowed off tg his shoulders, the hine end of his
| gdlluses wus raped round his neck the tail ov
his stirt wus loose an up in the air thirty feet,
still rizen and blazin like kouit. his britch-
es hung loose on the flunt side, like onto a
! forked aprun, while the sIttin part of 'ern was
blown TO kingdom cam, and SO were every
thing else belongin to that regin, while his
| back wrs as black as side oy upper iether.
1t rained tin buckets, an pepper boxes, an
/ pans, an stage horns, all over that street, LOT
two minutes and haif.
s-Now that explosion and the tin-war rat
4 tim and rsinin', made 4 rite peart notses
specially ov still day; in fac, enuf TO wake
up the ole hoss bones, an, gin him the Idear
/ that he'd best leave town quick so ne lald
| his years back an straiteued out his tail an
shot. He made kindIIn-wood oufen the wagon
.gin a sine ,,ost. and bestlea hisself tn the
4 woods, stretched out about twenty feet long.
an not MORN three feet hig on the withers,
I with list about enuf harness ssckin' tn him tn
mako collar for bell COW. Thar vus WA