Nebraska advertiser. [volume] (Brownville, Nemaha County, N.T. [Neb.]) 1856-1882, 1858-03-11
Miscellaneous.
Sut LOTengOOd's Dog.
By s. OF TENNESSEE.

knows on; you've mixed up dog so in al yer
doins that we can't tell adzactly what dog
scrape We mean" 'Wel, / mean ole
Stuff Gut Did eny on ye. ever see i'm ?''
"No." "Wen, We missed a site. He ewdr
powerful dog, an sometimes we'd think
he wur two or'tliree dogs, eff We had seen
him eat not a counter of his tail, for he
hadn't eny. When he wur a pup, Dad,
durn i'm, tuck i'm tu a straw-cutter, jam
ed his starn close up to the frame of the
cussed gulotine, and foch down the knife,
and thar lay the hole tail in the troft like
letter S, and thar run the pup youlin
| like hound, and his starn looked like
YOU had bursted ripe tomartis onto it.
Well, it changed his looks mitely, and his
mater more. Now as 10 his looks, rite
onto the spot whar his tail orter staid, thar
growed bunch owe stiff, ash-culured bris-
ties, what pinted every way like unto a
splint broom with the rapin cut loose, and
rite in the midi owe all this fussy lookin
patch owe har, the pint owe his back bone,
kivered with a gristil, stuck out hll orto a
pidgin's aig, cause he sot onto hit SO much.
We'll, the afar looked nifty sassy and fite-
! like. eny how, particularly when he were
struttin up tu big strange dog to smell
owe i'm. 1t made his starn squar; and he
had way owe walzin slow and sollum
like I'd seed young fellers do at camp NEE
tin when approachin owe gall at the
spring with thar stud-hoss close on, agwin
sorter side ways an nifty keerful. I've
seed little hogs go through the same mo-
tions, wun in peach orchard and tother
IN the lane, when they thot they wanted
10 fite. an wud dun bit but for the fence
what wur atween 'em. never found out
that he wur good fur eny thing but to
keen bred from mouldin and meat from
spilin; an when he wanted to show glad,
as he had no tale to wag he wagged bis
starn. an his hind feet slipped about on
the proun, sorter like fashionable gall
walks when she thinks sum he feller is a
Ilool1in at er. He wur cultured adzactly
like a rnildewed sadil-skirt, and he kerried
his wears on a nowin sort of cock, like on
TO a mules when he is skeered. He'd
whiskers round his eyes, an on his hine
lecs. an must had powerful active con-
since. fur he wur the meanest counte-
nanced dogI ever seed in my life. Now
as TO his mater, yu could never set i'm or
eny thing WI wanted tn, and cudn't cal
i'm off env thing he got arter on his owr
accord. He wur skeered all the time, ar
stood redy to run or to steal as the chanc'
es mout be; an takin i'm altogether
he wur lust the rite sort of dog IL
belong tn me-not worth durn, anc
i orter hev been killed afore his eyes go
q open. y
"WeI, Stuff Gut he followed me IL
n town wun day, jst case ! didn't want lin
:, tn; an while | wur gettin on a he'd o.
steam at the doggery, he started round
the town on a stealth expedition owe hi
own, an like his cussed fool owner go
, hisself into a first rate scrape an skar,
: without half tryin, and in less nor no TIM
at that. he'd gin myself shake in tn
II doggery, and hearin the whisky in M
sIosh, moved | had my load aboard, s
I cum out into the street an-the fust thinI
, 7 seed he cum tarin down the street fiji
teen times faster nor / thought he coul
D run. list a bowin owe his self, his year
sot fiat onto his neck, and his bristles a
sot like a black perch's top fin, his eye
IS, shot up fast and tite, and he he'd on a sol
n owe harness made outer strings, sorte
like the set Dad wore when he acted hos;
= land he wur haulin owe an ole stag
lantern an hit filled with wet powder an
sot fire. Now the sparcSs, an the scizli
of the dust, an the ratlin an the youlin a
3 growlin an barkin. an the eighty-nine u
ninety dogs owe all kinds what wur chasi
owe him, made sum sensashun. Well
lit-did. Whew-w-w. WhenI seed hir
pass without nowin me, / thot owe Dad
hornet tribulation an felt that thar WI
such thing as retribution at last; an
then got mad an looked around fur SUI
wun tn vent rath on, and seed long-leg
: ged cuss, sorter owe the Lovengood stripe
. with his hat cooked before, sittin stradd
= owe hoss-rack, a swingin his legs an
singin,
Z. Rack Back, Davy, rarin' up behine.
4 You show me your foot and I'll show you mine.
td Thinks yu'll du, eff yu didn't start m
Of dog on that hellward expedition owe his
vu'n du tu put it on eny how, so here goe:
Sez 1: Observation-Disclosures -dun-tr
yu." He pade no tention, but KEEP on
singin,
Rack Back, Davy, Daddy shot bar,
Shot i'm in the eye, and never touched har.
I seed it wur no use tryin tu breed
quarrel, so that mout be able to breed
= fte, an 1 list lent i'm slathern calamit.
rite whar his snout commenced sprou
in from atween his eyes, with a ruff roc
S, about the size of goose aig. Hit fotC
'im2 He drapped often the hoss-rack, b.
81 hilt a s1u:rrel-holt onto the pole with b
or paws an hine feet, an hung back down.
Jumped he'd -fust through atween his bel
w and the pole; my heft broke his holt, a
60 we cum tn the ground fitin--me onde
most and turned heds and tails. So Il
= fust thing ! did was tn shetmy jaws on
a mouthful of his steak, nigh onto tt
place whar yer foot itches to 90 when J
are in kickin distance ove fop. He
mitilv for tie chance he he'd, but SOC
seed he had a cross. owe bar in i'm, fur