Cedar Falls gazette. [volume] (Cedar Falls, Iowa) 1860-1895, 1861-03-29

"giory to the An Bcih', It must bin an
dream Oh, Dani o boys cf hadn't o
fonnd out it was all a dream believe I'd e
went plumb, stark, ravin crazy But yer al
heer, alive; It must a-bin dream, an SIGH
dream! | had many dreams, all kim an
sort O. dreams but great Moses, nerer hae
EN- 30 plain before My stars can amos
hear the guns crack and them cusscs a-yelln
yiti But how did act ? What did, do p
Why, just told you all you done, you
know that for long while after you went to
bed you were bouncing up on your knees
every FIVE seconds, and at last you bounced
up for good
Ya-a-s, know wur a little Uneasy, cos
l kept hearin' suthin' rattlin' on the hill
and kinder thort it mought be the cusses a
commin' an so kinder kept on my guard,
like. you know?'
There was now a general call for Pixies
dream, which he related as follows:
Fust, | was dreamin' kinder nice an easy
bout being back in ole Missouri, then all to
once hecrd them rocks clatter-I mean I
thort hecrd 'em clatter, then bang, bang,
pop, pop! went the guns, and o SIGH yells,
SIGH yells thort my har RE straight on
cend, and seed morn five hundred O the
cusses comm a-hoppin' down the hill, like
turkeys a-iumpin' offa'fence into barn yard!
All this time thort you fellers wur bazin'
away at 'em and bout two hundred of 'em
all round you, an bout five hundred on the
hill. Then thort grabbed pick an went
rite inter the thick o. the cusses an fit an
fit till wore out the pick, all but bout foot
o the handle BY this time thort you
fcllers wur all killed an then crammed the
piece o pick-handle down one big cusse's
throat, an thort I'd get up an dust dirt -
But iist then thort Hank got hold round
my legs an sed he wur wounded an wouldn't
let ME go till I tuck him. So | tuck Hank
onto my back an run with him bout four
miles, and hid him under some brush, and
then run on an waded cross the
"No, no! you didn't dream that, you did
actually wade the rivcry'
Pike again looked puzzled:
Wall, now, reckon did? but that don't
seem bit more planer, nor hardly half so
plain as the .ftin' part; that wur the dog
onedest, orfulcst, plainest dream I ecer did
hen ~
But still it must have been dream-sec
the picks are all whole"
Pike cast quick. uneasy glance toward
us. at the mention Of the pick, and said 4:
"Oh yes. yes! yes, see all dream,
every bit of it !"
Pike still tells his dream, adding at each
new relation Of it. after the Introductory 81
thort-" some new and startling feature, till
the wonderful dream, as at present told, bears
but slight resemblance to the original YER
sion above given.
Here. il this were work of fiction, the
story would end; but being a true and rera-
.cious history of actual occurrences, it may be
necessary to state, for the satisfaction of our
more practical aud matter-of-fact readers,
that the above mentioned party eventually
reached the point from where they at first
set out, and depicted in glowing colors, to
numerous gaping audiences, the innumcrable
advantages and astonishing riches of the new
mines beyond the Carson; not forgetting 70
dwell with marked JUNCTION of expression on
Their extreme good fortune in having been
able to secure to themselves and their heirs
and assignes forever, an immense scope of
the aforesaid valuable property together with
all dips, spurs and anges-to the utter pros
tration, confusion and dismay of Old Barley
and all the Miller boys.
SILVER CRY. Carson Co.. UTl
January oath, 1861.