The Lansing state Republican. [volume] (Lansing, Mich.) 1855-1874, 1860-04-25
ca. He had been speaking Of buf.

and the stories. He had been speaking of buf-
falo hunting and the extreme tenacity with
which that animal clung TO life.
Snow it is fac: you can't no more kill them
varmints with common shot nor nothin.' 1t
takes an experienced hunter to put a stopper
onto their breath can tell YOU. Why, green
'un who came out from York, or Boston, or some
of those Southern States. with new tangled
gun, which threw ball that bust up after it got
inter the inside, thought lie could kill anything,
and actually laughed when We told him how
hard they were to kill. He said he could shoot
the horns of the devil and blow his tail out by
the roots with that ar gun of his'n. Well, a
big bull buffalo came along one day and he bla-
zed away at him and sure enough he did blow
his inards sky high, cleaning him out as COM
pletely as river gambler can pluck pigion,
but the cattle was 50 stubborn the legs OF that
are critter run three miles atore the yarmint
rould die"
Bed time came and the storing away process
commenced. First the floor of the addition was
covered as thickly as possible, and then beds
laid down upon the floor of the house proper.
We were directed to retire but as the landlady
and her two daughters were still in the room,
hesitatsd. Ohio, however, speedily disrobed,
and tumbled in with the utmost nonchalence.
The rest followed suit and were snoring before
had got through with preliminaries. | pulled
off the outside strata, but modesty forbade my
going deeper than pantaloons, and crawled into
the bunk with those on.
After seeing the rest all snug for the night
the women undressed and retired in the same
room with an indifference that showed that they
were conscious of no improperly in the act.
Breakfast was a repetition of the meal the
night before with muddy coffee added. Cups
were scarce and other vessels were used as SUBJ
stitutes. A quart bowl contained my allowance,
a tin cup that of my right hand neighbor, and
various other dipper. and pitchers were dstribu-
ted around the table
The wind had changed during the night and
instead of the warm pleasant weather of the day
before it was storming furiously. Sudden chan
ges are common upon the prairies. A gentle
breeze is always blowing even upon the hottest
into the west or northwest, then look out for
cold weather
We started bravely out Notwithstanding the
Ominous predictions of the settler at parting de-
termined that We could face even a much worse
storm if we willed so to do. But we had not
ridden far before we concluded that perhaps we
had rcckoned little hastily The wind blew
unCterruptedy from the direction in which we
wished to ride, and the particles of snow and
NAH prlcKed IKE needles whenever they touUueu
the skin. At length blinded with snow and be-
numcd with cold, We lost our way, and gave our
horses free rain trusting to their instinct to find
us shelter. Nor did We trust in vain.
A warm fire and a hospitable welcome soon
set Us to rights" and this letter testifes thai.
it il much more comfortable setting here writing
than facing the cold storm which is raging with
out.
Our host this time is Mr.. Jenkins. a brother of
the man shot by Jim Lane in the celebrated
Lawrence claim affair. | viii tell you something
of that matter in my next.
Fraternally, QUEO.