The Potter journal. [volume] (Coudersport, Pa.) 1857-1872, 1859-08-18

burly Dutchman who was atE,V7 OF
distant part of the field, to give
ther lift with the snake.
Old Jake, the farmers assistant, came
bounding along as soon as he heard the
news, and passing along the fence where
on Peter and his boy had hung their
"linsey woolsey" vests, Jake grabbed one
of the garments and hurried to the old
man Peter, who still managed to keep on
his pins, although he was quaking and
trembling like an aspen leaf in gale Of
wind.
Cob mine Gott Come, come quick,
Jacob, He bite me all to pieces--hers
up mine leg"
Old Jake was not particularly sensitive
to fear, but few people, young or old, are
dead to alarm when a "pizenous" reptile
is about. Gathering up the dry stiff
stalks of stalwart weed, old Jake told
the boss to stand steady, and he would at
least stun the snake by rap or two, il
he did not kill it stone dead and the old
man Peter, less 10th to have both legs
broken than to be bitten to death by q
snake, designated the spot to strike, and
old Jake let him have it. The FIRST blow
broke the weed and knocked old Sweig-
hotter off his pegs and into haycock--
Goblin!
"Oh!" roared old Peter, "you broke
mine leg and de tam shnake's gone!"
We're we're z" cries old Jake, NOV.
ing briskIy about, and scanning very mar
rowly the ground he stood upon.
" Never mind him, Jacob; help me mp.
I'll go home"
I" Put on your vhest, den; here 1t is"
said the old krout-eater, gathering up his
boss and trying to get the garment upon
his lumpy back, The moment old Peter
made the effort he grew livid in the face
his hair stood on end, "like the qnills
upon the frightful porcupine," as Mrs.
Partington observes-he shiyered-he
shook-his teeth chattered - and his
knees knocked stacato accompaniment.
90! Yacob, carry me home! Pm
dead as nlts!"
"Vat! Ish nodder shnake in your
trowshers ?"
No-a--look, Pm swelt all up! Mine
West won't go on my back. O!O mine
Gott |"
"Tunder and blixen !" cried old Jake,
as he took the same conclusion, and with
might and main the old man, scared into
most wonderful feat of physical strength,
lugged and carried the boss some quarter
or half mile to the house. ~~--~p
/" Young Peter had Skinned it hon
the earliest stage of the dire proceed
and so alarmed the girls that they weres
in high state of excitement when they
saw the approach of the good old dad and
his assistant.
Old man Peter was carried in, and be-
gan TO die natural as life, when in comes
the old lady, in great hustle, aud want
ed to know what was going on. Old Pc
ter, in the last gasp of agony and weak
ness, opened his eyes and feebly pointed
to his leg. The old woman ripped up
the pantaloons, and out fell small this
tle-top, and at the same time considera.'
BILE of scratch was made visible.
"Call dis shnake! BAIL" says the
old woman
90, but I'm pizhened to death. Mol
lyl See, I'm all pizhen-mine vhest---
0 dear, mine vhest not come obcr mine
body!"
Haw haw! haw !" roared the old
woman, "Vat fool! You got Peters
uhest on !--haw haw haw!"
Bosh /" roars old Peter, shaking off
deaths icy fetters at one surge, and jump
ing up,-"Bosh! Jacob, vat tam ola
fool you musht be, to say wash shnake-
bite Go bout your business, gals.
Peter bring me some beer"
The old woman saved Peters life.
TRUTH and wisdom are inseparabls.