The Oxford intelligencer., 1861-04-17
Dog Fight in Frog Town.

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munity in one general melee. interminable law
suits, or suits Of law suits, distraction Of the
town. its downfall and ruinl
+ A fanciful genius named Joe Tucker-a man
about town, lonnger, without visible means Of
support a donothing, liquor or-loving cigar smok
] ing good natured fellow-owned dog, an in
teIligent and rather pretty beast always ai
Joe's heels, and known as vel as his master,
and liked Ear more by the Frogtowners. One
day Joe and his dog were passing Bunion's groce
ry store, when great pie-bald, ugly looking dog,
standing alongside Of a wood-wagon, bounded
on to Joe fuckers dog. knocked him heels over
head, and 50 ffighted Bob Carter's wife, who
was then passing along towards her husbands
blacksmith shop with his dinner, that she STUN
-bled backwards, and her old sun bonnet flop
ping off scared the horse attached to the wagon.
He started, hit Lathescm's barber pole upset
the load Of wood, half of which, falling down
on Gumbo's refreshment cellar, struck one oi
/ the children on the head, killed it for time
stone dead, and so alarmed Mrs Gumbo that
she droppeda stew pot Of boiling hot oysters
into the lap Of q customer, who sat waiting for
the savory concoction, by a table in the corner.
Mrs Gumbo screamed-the child screamed
and the customer yelled!
"oh, oh, oh, my poor childT cried Mrs.
Gumbo.
"Eh, eh, e-e-ei" screamed the child
"Eh, murder-r-r-rl Oh, my everlasting sin
I'm scalded to all eternity! Murder-r-r-w roar
ed the customer.
The horse, and part OF the wagon, and some
Of the wood were on their mad career. The
owner Of the strange dog came out of the store
just in time 10 see Joe Tucker seize rock to de-
moIish the savage dog; and not waiting to see
Joe let drive, gave him such punch In the
back, that poor Joe fell forty rods up the street
and striking the foot Of long ladder, upon
which jim Elderberry was pcrched, paint pot
in hand, some thirty feet from terra firma,
brought Jim, the ladder, and paint pot sprawl
ing on the earth, Gripping poor Jim for life;
and sprinkng the blue paint cepiously over
the broadcloths. satinets and calicoes of Abra.
ham Miller formal and even tempered Quaker
who ran out to the door just as the two dogs had
gone fairly at it. hip and thigh, nip and catch
glance at matters seemed to convince Abra-
ham Of the true state of the case, and in an un-
usually elevated voice, he called out to Joe
Tucker, who had rghted up:
Joseph Tucker thy dogs fighting"
Let 'em fight it out" yelled the pugnacious
owner of the strange dog. Let 'cm fight it
out-Tll bet load Of wood my dog can eat any
dog in town, and can eat the owner"
We have said that Abraham Miller was q
llliiu QudhcrS pIoNcIuhliy ~. lbut
the gauntlet thrown by the stranger from the
country stirred the gall of Abraham, and he
rushed into the store; from the back yard,
having slipped his collar, Abraham brought
forth brindlc cur, strong, long and powerful.
Friend" said the excited Quaker, 'thy dog
shall be well beaten, promise thee. Hike,
seize upon him. Tuck, there boy!" And the
dog went at it.
Bob Carter, the Smith, coming up in time to
hear the strangers defiance to the town, and
bent on a fight with somebody, for the insult
and damage to his wife, clamped the collar of
the stranger, and by a series of ten-pounds ten
upon the face, back and sides of his burly an.
tagonist, Bob stirred up the strength and ire Of
the bully stranger to the top of his compass,
and they made the sparks fly most dreadfully.
Joe fuckers dog, reinforced by that of Abra-
ham Miller, took fresh start and between the
two, the strange dog was being cruelty put to
his trumps. Deacon Pugh, one Of the most
pious and substantial men in Frogtown, came
up; indeed, the whole town was assembling;
and Deacon Pugh, armed with his heavy walk
ing stick, and shocked at the scene before him,
marched up to the dogs, cxclaiming as he did
so.
"Fie, fe, fie, for shame dsgraceful! you
men, citizens Of Frogtown, will you stand by
and
Don't thee, don't thee strike my dog, Deacon
Pughl" cried Abraham Miller, advancing to the
Deacon, who was about cutting right and leR
among the dogs
"Your dogsr shouted the Deacon with evi-
dent fervor
Not my dogs, Deacon Pugh," echoed the
Quaker.
'what did you say so for, then ?" shouted
the Deacon.
II never said dogs, Deacon Pugh." \
"You did y responded the Deacon, with ex-
citement
sDcacon Pugh, thee speaks groundless."
"You tell falsehood Abraham Miller"
Thee utters mendacious assertionT reiter
"You-yUu lie ~ bawled the Deacon.
"Thee has provoked my evil passions, Dca-
con Pughl' shouted the stalwart Quaker, 81
will chastise theel"
And into the Deacop's wool went the Quaker.
The Deacon, nothing 10th, entered into the spir-
Il of the thing, and we leave them thus, nip
and tuck" TO look after the stranger and Bob
Carter, who fitand fought and fought and fit,
until Squire Catchcm and the town Constable
came up, and in their attempt to preserve the
peace and arrest the offenders, the Squire was
thrust through the window Of q neighboriug
watchmker doing heap of damage, while
lawyer Hooker, IN attempting 10 ald tne consta-
bic, was hit in mistake by the furious black
smith, in the short ribs, and went recling down
Gumbo's cellar with frightfil velocity. The
friends and fellow churchmen Of Deacon Pugh
took sides against the Quaker antagonist and
the shop boys of Abraham, seeing their employ
er thus beset, came to the rescne-while two
Irishrcn. full Of fun and frviic, believing il to
be free fght tried their hands and sticks upon
the eombatants indiscriminately so that in less
than an hour, the quiet and happy village Of
Frogtown was shaken from its propriety BY one
grand, sublimely ridiculous, and terrific battle.
Heads and windows were smashed, children
and women screamed. dogs barked, dust few.
labor ceased and so furious, mad and excited
became the whole community, that quiet look
CT on. II there had been any, would have sworn
that the evil ones were all in Frogtown.
heavy thunder storm finally put an end TO
the row; the dogs were all more or less killed,
a child severely wounded, man scalded, wag-
on broken; the horse ran himself to death; his
owner was beaten awfully by Bob Carter,
whose wife and the wives Of many others were
dangerously scared; the painter was crippled;
dry goods ruined; Deacon and q Quaker, two
Irishmen. Joe Tucker, town constable, Lawyer
Hooker, Squire Catchem, and some fifty others
shamefully whipped Lawsuits ensued, feuds
followed and the entire peace and good repute
Of Frogtown was annihilatcd-all by one re-
markable dog fight