Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1861-11-26

bout awhile, with Boss just little ahead, his
ears forward, and his rail whats left of III a
waggin', what should do but tumble over by
| catching my foot In some long grass, which
| acted like a shin hopple-but twas no use,
and was going to give up the hunt, when I
| seed q partridge, just beyond a stump, plum
ing himself in the old dry rayine that takes
| across the road-whereat says I, Boss, SAYS /,
do you see that bird? and I'll be hanged if the
dog didn't come to a pint. At this lied
down, and cropt along, sometimes fat and
| sometimes on my knees, but along I crept,
Boss all the while lying low; by-and-b by I cum
| up to the partridge, and if it wasn't after all
| piece of red bark, I'm blowedI Whereupon
| l brushed the smashed grass and mud off my
| knees and elbers and says I, Boss
"The pressure had now become fearful, and
| there was a spontaneous movement among the
crowd, some members of it going so far as to
cough and scrape their feet when the Judge
evidently desirous to facilitate proceedings,
very courteously leaned forward and begged
that the witness weuld be allowed to tell his
story in his own way. Brimlon hereat quietly
| turned towards the bench, and clearing his
voice, said:
"'It was beautiful evening
he SUCCEEDS.
CAT the repetition of this statement the
judge fell back exhausted, and putting on a
severe expression, delivered himself thus:
"Gentlemen, beg that you will not inter-
rupt the witness; ask this as personal favor.
The witness will please 60 on At tfA hint
Brimlon smiled benignly, as if he were confer
| ring great favor on the bench, the lawyers
and Spectators, and then with a voice sweeter
and slower than ever, and amidst a stiffness
that was to the last dgree painful, he proceed
ed:
"1t was beautiful evening-Iishall never
| forget that evening. The sun was setting in
the west where there was very curious cloud
| funnel-shaped, with a large head to it, and
then sort o. coming down to lettle eend-it
| was, in fact, rail beautiful evening. and l
thought l mOught as well go a huntin', so
says l, BOSS you know Boss; he is a short
tailed dog with crop ears, and as good dog as
| any IN the country-so having called up Boss,
| and found he was all right, got down my
gun Otis about thirty inches in the bar'), and
| thought I'd lie the locks, and started for the
stub6le-feld, owned by old Squire Todman-
the one he was going to build the GIN house
| on, but didn't-well, after walking bout a
while, with Boss just a leetle ahead his ears
| forward, and his tail whats left of it) wag-
gin, what should I do but tumble over 6y
catching my foot in some long grass, which
acted like shin-hopple-but twas no use,
and was going to give up the hunt when
| seed ahead partridge, Just beyond a stump,
| pluming himself in the old dry ravine that
| takes across the road-whereat says I, Boss,
says l, do you see that bird2 and I'll be hang
| ed If the dog didn't come to pint
At this lied down, and cropt along, some
| times fat aRd sometimes on my knees, but
along cropt, Boss all the while lying low;
by-and-by 1 cum up to the partridge, and
| II 1t wasn't after all piece of red bark, I'm
blOwed Whereupon / brushed the smashed
grass and mud off my knees and elbers, and
says 1, Boss, If we amt passel Of darned
| fools, then your tails yard long, if it amt
longer; whereat got out of the field in double
quick time, and clumb over into the road, and
met Parker turning toward the defendsnt),
who said to me, says he, What Brimlog, you
out hunting ?" And said, mot much''.so
Parker and walked up the road, and he said
ne jest seen Glass, who threatened to sue him
Tor his bill of twenty dollars; that while he
didn't deny owing the bill, he didn't like to be
sued,
The truth was out at last, and the paipfullv
excited crowd fairly shouted with delight
the lawyers at the same time rubbed their
hands, and the judge heaved a deep sigh. as
| If he were suddenly relieved from a fearful
responsibility. In the general confusion that
followed, Brimlon was energetically invited
down from the stand by a dozen voices; and to
this day it is a marvel among all who heard
bis testimony how he necessarily connected
the beautiful evening, the partridge hunt, and
the fact that he heard Parker acknowledge
that he owed Glass money on an open account -