Quasqueton guardian. (Quasqueton, Buchanan County, Iowa) 1856-1858, 1858-01-21

in an unusually elevated voice, ne calico
out to Joe Tucker, who had righted up,
Joseph Tucker, thy dogs fighting"
"Let 'em fight it out !" yelled the
pugnacious owner of the strange dog
:. Let 'em fight it out. I'll bet load o.
wood my dog can eat any man in town
and can eat the owner"
We have said that Abraham Miller wa'
mild man Quakers are proverbially SO
But the gauntlet thrown down by tht
stranger from the country stirred the rne
of Abraham -ayi returned, followed by
"a large cur, whose collar he had just
slipped, and thus released from his ken
mel in the rear of the store. This dog
was long, powerful looking animal.
" Friend" said the excited Quaker,
"thy dog shall be beaten, l promise thee.
Hike seize upon him !! Tuck, here,
boy !" and the dog went at it.
Bob Carter, the smith. coming up in
time to hear the strangers banter to any
citizen Of Frogtown, and bent on pitch
ing into somebody for the insult and
damage done to his wife, clamped the
collar of the stranger, and by planting
series Of blows, with his ten pound
natural sledge hammers, upon the face,
back and sides of his bully antagonist.
Bob stirred up both the strength and ire
OF the bully stranger TO the top of his
compass, and they made sparks and clar-
ct fly from each other dreadfully.
Joe fuckers dog, reinforced by that
Of Abraham Miller's, took fresh start,
and between the two, the strange dog
was being put cruelty to his stumps.-
Deacon Pugh, being one Of the most
pious and substantial men in Frogtown,
came up, and indeed the whole town was
assembling; and deacon Pugh. armed
with his heavy walking stick, and being
greatly shocked at the spectacle before
him, marched up to the dogs, exclaim-
ing. as he did So" Fie, fe, fie, shame
full disgraceful |! you men, citizens of
Frogtown, will you stand by. and"
Don't thee strike my DOG. Deacon
Pugh p cried Abraham Miller, advanc-
ing towards the Deacon, who was about
to cut loose right and left among the dogs
with his cane.
Your DoGsn' shouted the Deacon,
with evident ferver.
"Not my DOGS, Deacon Pugh !" ech-
oed the Quaker.
"What did you say SO for, then ?"
shouted the Deacon.
II never said DOGS, Deacon Pugh."
"You did !" responded the Deauon,
with excitement.
Deacon, thee speaks groundless. /"
said the Quaker.
"You tell a falsehood. Abraham Mil
ler!"
"Thee utters mendacious assertion"
reiterated Abraham.
"You-you-you lie !" bawled Dea-
con Pugh.
Thee hast provoked my evil passions
Deacon Pugh." shouted the stalwart
Quaker. land 1 will chastise thee |"
And into the Deacon's wool went the
Quaker. The Deacon. nothing 10th, en-
tered into the spirit of the thing. and we
iSfaye ! afa}xyse them thus. "nip and tuck" to look
fought and fit. until Squire CstcGeia. CstecGGea ana aaa
the town constable came up: and in their
attempts to preserve the peace and arrest
the offender, the Squire was thrust thro'
the window of matchmaker, doing a
heap of damage while lawyer Hooker,
in attempting to aid the constable, was
hit. in mistake, by the furious black
smith. in the short ribs, and went reel
ing down Gumbo's cellar with a fright
full velocity. The friends and fellow
churchmen of Deacon Pugh took sides
against the Quaker antagonist, and the
shop boys of Abraham, seeing their en-
ployer thus beset, came to the rescue i
while two Irishmen, full of fun and frol.
ic. believing it to be a free fight" tried
their hands and sticks upon the combat
ants indiscriminately SO that in less than
half an hour, the quiet and happy town
of Frogtown was shaken from its propri-
ETY. by one grand and sublimely ridicu-
lous and terrible battle. Heads and win
dows were smashed-children and wo-
men screamed--dogs barked--dust flew
labor ceased-and SO furious, mad, and
excited became the whole community,
that a quiet looker-on. it there had been
any, would have sworn that the evil ones
were in Frogtown.
A heavy thunder storm finally put an
end to the row the dogs were more or
less killed q child severely wounded (; q
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