Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1858-05-24
ST LOvENGOODS VERSION OF OLD
BURNS BULL RIDE.
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your durn Il fool chain kerriers, I'll tell We
now Oie Burns finished that ar OAspeakabil bull
ride owe his'n. fe mind how he got outen the
lane as fast as hawk kin fly with the wind,
an ell nlze, an fuss, an kicken hoses an dust,
an bees, an thar stipgin counts fur glory, hit
Wur es glorious q start es ever man he'd afore,
alters septin Ole Fills start agin Ole Buck. He
he'd all the niZe an dust an suuealing an kickin
In the start, an he he'd the orful stiAgin too nj
onto the out cum well he he'd. An the only
way the ole feller eud cure the swellin arter
the mOnstrous stingin he got wur to marry a
fust rate oman, full owe game and jist es ready
es cold sous. Gin me a brite eyed oman, what
nos the rJpes, fur holdin thar han agin eny
thing in breeches, no odds how hi they holds
thar heds She ii bring thar nose tn the bot
Tom owe the trOf, an they'll leav hit thar tn
rest thSrseltS-well they will. Ihearn feller
once speak speech that cotton war king He
wur an Onmolified id fool ur warnt a man
ct all, ur was a tryin tn cum hit Oy or the crowd
UtDii" am King. just gin them the issuin
out owe what baldface they thinks rite fur thar
PurpOs, an I'll jist agree to be chucked he'd
fust inter the ruver when the mush ise am run
min, ef they don't rale the roast, an cottin ur
mummy UT good hard sence be durnd they
wont be no whar ef sot agin an oman Now
mine this fur, George, cummin es hit dus from
the cussedest fool We ever seed. Hits this
whenever We find thing ye can't du yer self,
llst set she onto the trail, an ef she don't du
nit fur yu, ii bind misef tu leave rut gut alone
iur Wun eulllnder year; mine, ole feller, wun
thing she mus love ye monsrously but eff she
ses she will, the things dun did But about
ole Fatty Burns an his express bull ride Ar
Ter they got Outen the lane they struck a piece
owe timber Ian, an thar he lost his wepun the
baskit; then he betuk his self tu onwindin the
rope ofen the bull hons, an raped hit round
his LET han. Squire Mills hes monsrous i,in
cross old bull, what hes the Frogy Mountain
range for his sukit this year. He jist goes whar
ne burned please-an thinks his self sum ap-
pies among dried grapes ur simmons An be
happened tn be a browsn about in this we're
woods, an hearin Ole Sock bellerin he got
mad an tuck hit fur a challenge an a insult tn
60 hs raked up sum dirt with his frunt huff an
sPrlnkled hit over his back then he dug some
more Outen n bank with his hons an lifted hit
with his foot an spread hit over his self, then
ne tuck extra twist ur two in his tail an
hlsted hit strate up in the ar an about this
time felt ready tn meet the devil hon I'm hon
81 &c come In the shape owe q COW beste Old
Dock and his rider cum in site a tarin, an they
smelt each other. Both wer ded game an mon
srous hot under the collier; so a big yearth
rhakin IRE were morally burned sertin barin a
lick owe htenen or rife shot inter wun owe
thar curls. Es soon as Ole Burns seed tutber
bull he understood adzackly what were comm
an when so he leand his self back onter the
rope powerful, till he pulled the stirup loops
tite an fast Ontu his shoes an he hauled Oie
Sock 3 nose an lip away up atween his eyes by
the ring, sorter like histin a raw hide outen a
vat with a hon hook his face looked like bit
~er skinned, ur ded beef's he'd onto a live
bulls body. He wur the wust lookin cow
brute In the face We ever seed, an made his
bellerin SCUM like he had the rattleS But in
owe all this, Sock steamed ahead strate towards
his inimy. He didn't keer a single durn fur
eny thing sine nj, intercOurs with the honey
makers and his mistifkashun in that ar baskit
Ole Burns cumenced a Snachin brush from the
trees, fust wun side an then luther es he pass
ed, an warm owe EN- out over the inside owe
Sock 3 histed lip, rite down atween his hons
bs fast es he wore EN- out he d snatch more
He's the best man fur usin baskits or brush in
en- emergency 1 ever seed. Hi, how he'd
thrive IN bad muskitter country; they'd never
GIT In suckin distance owe him. But hit all
war hard thrashin wasted. The two bellerin
mersheens associated-they sOt thar he'd to-
gethef like two drunk locomotives wud When
They hit, down cum thar tails but they histed
em agln IN moment an a shakin owe EN- at the
pihts, sOrter like they wanted tu git the dus,
Outen the bar. The shock fotch Ole Burns
O0ten the dOgwOOd sadil An Onter the neck but
he erawhshed back burned quick. an never
stopped his thrashing owe EN- over thar heds
an eyes The mex time they mixed they cum
by guess. with thar eyes shot, fur fear owe that
perpetual mOshun brush. Hit Just rained
brush well mixed with sum orfuI short han
eussin. The Mills bulls a mitsy smart kritter
tu bs cow beste, an he preshiatei adzactly Ole
Barns power with hanful owe brush So
while Ole Seek Eur gwine thru a gran CHARGE
blind, he tuck q circumbendibus roun an gin
him Marcy game On ole Fuss, a Dustin hot fire
IN the rar. ds Jist cum in atween his hine
taIgs an berrisd he'd an hons thar Onter a full
run, histin Sock 3 starn two feet clar owe the
yearth, aa rite then his tail cum down with a
swish an ne wur tuck along wheelbarrer fashun
onto DIS lore lalgs, mOnstrus fast an powerfully
agln his convenience. With the smellin aind
owe ms Led drawd bier nur ever towards his
curl, the brush mersheen still in blast and git
TIN faster and harder, and Ole Burns snacbin
owe more The bellerin and cussin wur now
mixed III onto es ekul es a keerfuI man mixes
whisky and warter, and the mixtry made a
doleful SCUM. Et yu'd hearn hit at half mile
yu knOwed thar wer a heep owe hurtin an
ratn gWlne on where IL cum from Ole Sock
Wer fastened in this Onnateral, akerd way
over fell pine tree, and thar Old Mills stop
ped, spOse III see the efec Owe his new nIan
owe nun, an hit wur burned fool thing fur eff
he KEEP that ar he'd owe his n in clost cunmu
MON With Sock starn, he Il been boun tn smoke
the wurd afore long. But hit gin i'm time tn
furn roun an cum he'd on again the natural
bull hun way. Ole Mills he'd hOlesum fear
owe the steam brush mill what Sock kerried
80 be cum hit bIine again, an the next time
they met they missed, and the hon run onder
Ole Burn. laig an atween the rope grth on
Sock : side. lie gin twist and busted the
glrIh, swung Ole Burns an the saddil roun an
roun leW times IN ar, and then lent him big
cling the saddil the hiest, and hit hung onter
the snag Inn ov a ded pine jist hi enuf tn let
Ole Burns hans sorter fetch groun Thar he
hung. lie cussed now in yoarnest an he ixed
IN little pTayin with hit, for he had streek
oy skeer in his mad. Now, when he foun hi.
ref hung up by the heels, like onter a ded dog,
and two bulls ftln around i'm, hi: yoi.e were
changed mhely, fur his CUTS ian he he'd a few
owe em) bore down towards his head. an hit
sounded like he wur down in a well. ur he'd a
locust in his throat. lie bemoaned his condi
shun powerful, cuSsed Scisily awhile, es the
hrst caus, then cussed me es the immejite caus,
an ClapshaW es auxillery, an talked orful about
shot guns clubs, grave yards, and the brim-
stone works Onder the kere owe the devil |
tell ye hit were tremenjus, cummn frum .
man owe family, hung up by the heels tn n tree,
whar two dredful bulls wer at war Wun got
runnin 90 onto luther an backed him agin
Ole Burns at the rate owe pidgin 1yin. and
tAd fh.. ola I'll l. e