The Council Bluffs nonpareil. [volume] (Council Bluffs [Iowa]) 1857-1867, 1859-10-29
THE DUELL0 INJERSEY.

THE DUE UELLO IN JEhSEYs
Perhaps, good friend, in the course OF
your foreign tour, you visited Newark, N
J. IL not, Just put your wardrobe in your
hat and come at once. The well-knowr
house of Camden, Amboy Il Co., will fur
nish you with passport and after pleasant
ride on rail, through a panorama Of fer.
tile NJ arshes and high old rocks, you will fn1
yourself in the city have named. Newark
is noted for producing fever and ague, lager.
bier, coaches, churches, alderman, excur-
sions, and darkies of the blackest and mos,
chivalrous description. Two of the latter
convulsed the whole civilized world, las,
week, by settling an "atfair of honor" in q
Wise manner and as peripatetic reporter,
l take the liberty of sending you an exact
history of the whole transaction.
Imprimis-Julius Caesar White may be the
name Of gallant son of Ham, who lives
sumptuously in the most heav onward story
of fine tenement not far from Market
street station. Hannibal Brown may be the
name of another sable brave residing in the
same house-in fact, on the Dame foor-in
short, in the same room. Now, these two
worthless were "Damon and Pythias," in
their way, until Miss Lucinda Montague was
sent from Philadelphia, by some evil genius
to visit her cousin in Newark, and both Ju-
lius and Hannibal met her at cold soiree
at the house of friend. Scarcely was the
soiree on the table when julius snatched q
large apple and gave it to the sable fair,
with such an expression and almost at the
same moment Hannibal squeezed her hand
as he presented her with mammoth sand
wich. Each gallant felt, at the same in
stant, that his fate was about to be decided,
and each watched the glistening face
of Lucinda for some mark of decided pre-
ference. She looked first at Hannibal, then
at julius and finally asked the former if the
sandwich had any mustard on it. The ques-
tion was decisive. Hannibal was the chosen
man, an Julius felt that he was goner.-
But the namesake of Pompey's conqueror
was not to be tamely snubbed, and he dar-
ted look Of bitter hate at his fortunate
rival.
"Am dat impertinent look intended for
me, Mr.. White:" inquired Mr.. Brown, pull
ing at his shirt collar.
" don't wish no conference with u snob,
sah,' retorted julius, boiling over with envy
and malice.
"Consider yourself kicked sah!" thunder
ed Mr.. Brown, looking black daggers right
through the head of Caesar.
julius clenched one fist and looked at
Lucinda-then he thought he woud-then
he marked Mr.. Browns breadth of shoul-
ders, and then he thought he wouldn't; he
then he thought he would; he noticed that
Hanni bal was several inches taller than him
self, and-then he thought he wouldn't he
! taI hat ..lo T.
for Il eoward-then he thought he would ::
he became aware of the fact that Mr.. Brown
was rolling up one of his sleeves, and-then
he thought he wouldn't. Finally. MIR. White
took step backward, and said:
"You're an ass, sab Mr. Johnsing, my
friend will see you tomorrow morning be-
fore you 90 to whitewashing, sab 70 and
precipitately left the hall Of banquet-in
short, the soiree.
| Hannibal Brown felt that there was hor-
rid significance in the mention of Mr.. John
sing, but the soree was Just being carried
into the back kitchen, and the fddler's call
of snow, take your places for de quadrille,
ladies and gemmen," left him no time to
think. He forgot all about it after seeing
| Lucinda home, at midnight; but in the morn
ing he discovered that his room mate was
absent, and when he went down into the
| back yard for his whltewash and brushes he
was suddenly confronted by Mr.. Sam John
sing.
Will you apologize to my friend, Mr..
White sab, for your insolence last night
sab 2" asked Mr.. Johnsing, striking fine
attitude.
"Never!" exclaimed Hannibal, dropping
his brushes.
"Then, sab, will see friend of yours"
replied Mr.. Johnsing, magnifcently.
Another Solferino flashed before the eyes
| of Mr.. Brown; but be had gone too far to
retract, and determined to 60 the whole
swine.
"My FREUD, Mr.. Jones, will see you down
| by the market, four o'clock" he said cool
every well, sab. Good day, sah,' re-
turned Mr.. Johnsing, and, with low bow,
he strutted away.
At the appointed hour the " seconds !"
met, and having agreed that the meeting
should take place on the " oder side Of
Snake lIill," and that the weapons should
be pistols, went to see their principals.
At sunrise on the following morning, four
sable individuals ''might have been seen"
standing near the centre of meadow, near
the foot Of Snake Hill. Mr.. Jones meas
ured off about twenty yards, and Mr.. Brown
/ having refused to "apologize,' the prinoi
pals took their places and the deadly weap-
ons were leveled.
Mr.. Johnsing took his station at an angle
with the parties and drawing large yellow
handkerchief from his pocket, with a aprodig-
ous flourish, thus addressed the duelists.
"Gemmen, you see dis yer rag (Mr. White
jist you keep dat pistol little to de right !;
you III pointin' right at my buzzum). When
say one-two-free-and drap ir-(Mr.
Brown, dat weapon of yours is pointin' at
Mr.. Jones' head you must bofe FIRE. Now,
| dan-one-two-o
Bang went Mr.. Whites pistol, and the
ball just grazed the nose of Mr.. Johnsing,
who almost turned pale, and exclaimed:
"Who do dat 90
! Mr.. White stammered that. in his nerv-
business, he had pulled "de trsamigee" be-
fore he intended to.
'Alr. JONES'" said Mr.. Johnsing, with a
sneer, "just obligate de company by loading
your principals pistol again, and hold him
fast until de oder party gifts ready to explod-
ate."
"But if hole Mr.. White, Mr.. Brown
ulght MT me, san, expostuiateu MI. Jones,
"Am you a correctible shot, Mr.. Browns
asked Mr.. Johnsing.
81 neber miss my man." returned Brown
with great dignity.
"Den, Mr.. Jones. don't make ass of your.
self, but hold dat Whise till drap de hand
kerchiot. Den, you run. Now, den-oue-
two-free-'
Bang! bang went both pistols, and will
a horrible yell Mr.. Jones skipped three time.
and then fell on his face, while Messrs
White and Brown commenced searchinl
their persons for wounds.
"You both debblish fools !" roared Mr.
Johnsing, fairly beside himself with rage
''What for did you fire before drap d
rag? Now you hab killed one OBJ do Sc
cands."
Mr.. Jones proved that he was killed b,
giving another awful yell and swearing tire
} mendously. Nlr. Johnsing proceeded t,
examine him and discovered that a bulle
, had struck his head and glanced off, with
out doing anything worse than frightenin,
him. Mr.. Johnsing Immediately t.ragge'
him ont Of tho Way and then turning Z