The Cadiz Democratic sentinel. [volume] (Cadiz, Ohio) 1854-1864, 1862-04-30


when he darted suddenly off
to the side of the road, looking at the mule
as il frightened.
BLASTED scoundrel!" exclaimed Jack.
"WhO? Who is q blasted scoundrel?"
asked the quartermaster.
"Ain't that the mule old Bailey had?"
asked Jack, moving still further out OF his
reach.
"Yss, but who did you say was a blasted
scoundrelf' inquired the quartermastsr, very
naturally taking all such compliments to
himself
"Wby, old Bailey and the mule, too, for
that matter" replied Jack.
What's the matter with the mule?" ask.
ed Blifie, whose former occupation had not
made him much OF judge Of live stock.
"rhe mstterl Why, he'll kill you afore
you get him home. You didn't pay the
old sinner anything fol him did you?" in.
quired Jack.
Certainly; paid two hundred and ff.y
dollars for him." This is what the sacri6.
cling patriot intended to return him at to the
glorious Contederacy.
"Lord mercy!" exclaimed Jack.
"But what's the matter with him?" asked
Blife, looking at the animal half frightened
THAT ere mule" replied Jack, "hss kick.
cd down, in his time, every panel OF fence on
old Bai!eys place! You found him IN .
pen Of big logs, didn't yon?
"Yes; why1" inquired Blife.
"And them ere logs are fastened with big
iron bolts. LIS the only thing that would
ever him. He has killed all the rest OF old
Bailey's stock and. the old rascal has kept
him on purpose to swindle some fellow with
II heard" said Bliae, "thas he used tc
have more stock"
That's what become of it," said Jack
Didn't the children cry and didn't old Bal
ley whine and carry on about losing his three
hundred dollar mule?"
Eyes, they did, alta great rate"
Il knowd'd it," said Jack "The old wo
man spanked them children, and sent them
out at the nick Of time to help the old ras.
cal in his swinile. And to cheat our glori.
Gus Confederacy in that manneri He ought
to be hung!" and Jack winked his off eye.
"But If he's so vicious" said Blifie, hope.
fully, chow did they get the halter and cir.
single upon him?"
"Chlorolorm, sir, chioroform I've actu-
ally seen that mnle kick his collar off,"
"Aud did they give him chloro form to get
the collar on him?" asked Blife.
"No" replied Jack. "They put some oats
in the bottom of barrel, and laid the collar
across the top; the mule ran his head through
the collar to get of the oats"
"The devilH' calculated the quar.ermaster
"Yes, continued Jack, land l seed him
him kick that collar off. Ever since that
he kicks every barrel to slaves that be gets
his eyes on"
"But he has seemed qniet enough since l
have been leading him." interposed Bill fie.
"Have you any liquor about your" asked
Jack.
eyes, a little in nay coat pocket; why do
you ssk?"
"That's what he follers you for and it's a
wonder he hain't eat you up body and breech
es afore this. to get the liquor. know'd
that mule to kick the lock off old Bailey't
cellar door, and 90 down thar and git as
drunk as beast Fact, sir. That mule
can kick your hat of, and you on his back
"That can't be so," said the quarterlnastel
incredulously.
"Fry him." said Jack. "l've jist got (
cool hundred dollars to give you il you'll rid,
him rod"
BY this time the quartermaster's attend
ants had got out of sight, and his avariciou
soul prompted BIN to make an effort to GO
jacks gold, thinking he couldn't be NOR
than thrown off any how.
The night before this meeting Jack hac
qnietly stolen into the mules stable AM
carefully placed leather dog collar, drive
full Of pointed sparrow-bills, under tn
mules cirsingle, putting piece Of light leath
er between the points Of the nails and tn
mules back so that moderate prsssur
would force them through into the animal
hide.
Ignorant Of this. the greedy quartermasts
moved the mule to the bank and sprang o
+ him just where the dog, collar was placed
j Just as he lit on mule. boulder lit on h
head, and he lit in the mud. The mul,
, frantic with the pain Of the nails still sticL
ng in his back, sprang off the side OF thu
J road, knocked down dozen pannels OF fencj
, and ran furiously across the field, rearin
kicking, lying down and rolling over, jumI
, ing up, and plunging about at terrib
rate.
II told you so," said Jack, coolly, as III
} quartermaster scrambled up, rubbing
bruised head, and brushing at the mud @
, his besmeared clothes.
"He's worse than seven devils, amt he1
said the discomfitted qusrtermaster.
"In course he ISL replied Jack.
"Whapll you give me for the chance
him?" asked the quartermaster, as he sa'
another string OF fence 60 down before th
maddened mule.
"Donpt know" said Jack, "the halte
might be worth dollar or so, If could q
close enough to shoot him before he tears
all 10 short strings"
+ "But where's my horse?" asked the qual
termaster, looking around in astonishmen
"Don't know" replied Jack, "ths mu
gave him byste with his heels just as
started, and Ihayen't see the hoss SINCE"
! Il wish the devil had old -----"
"Hello, quartermaster," shouted man
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