Litchfield enquirer., 1862-10-30

mastered him, and he hid his face in his han'
 and sobbed like child. His last words, ho
 ever, gave me a clue to the mystery, and takil
 his carpet-bag, commenced hauling out shir
 vests and handkershiefs, all thoroughly wate ;" soaked. till at the bottomn found careful rolled bundle.
 Mr. Yankee had now controlled his grief, ar stood near by, with his hands on his knee bending over me in breathless suspense. U . rolling hickory shirt, found within 8 lare
 brown paper parcel, and within it 8 packae
 done up in a newspaper. On opening the new paper, ] found what had expected from th first a land warrant for 160 acres governmer
 land, all snug and dry.
 It is almost useless to attempt to descrih the extravagant joy of the Yankee. The me ment that his land warrant was safe and soun ' he gave perfect howl of delight andisnatehin ; it from my hand, he pressed it to his bosom, a he might have done Sarer Ann, had she beel present, and with tremendous strides commen ced pacing back and forth across the room. seemed impossible for him to be still an instant "Glory to God!' cried he--" glory to tb' most highest! Sarsr Ann, all our scrimpin' ant savin aint in vain! Go on with yeour talk plain and kalkerlates! Take little Jed on yeou knee and sing In the evenin' when yeou ge out to milk, look to 'rd where the sun is, ahd think-there I've happy home! Your Pc legs there he'll hev the land, and we'll be happy yitl Tho steers is saved the shoates i: all right the heffer ain't gone in, and old Bar ney is bound to countl o fellers you See in yeour midst the happy head of CT family-you witness joyful human"
 eff you will excuse my interrupting you, sil and it is fair question:" said I, " how did you come to get into this sorry pickle" ?"
 Excuse the question Sarting--sarting si.! Tell yer all the partiklers-a full account Jewdas! what narrer escape that quarter sec. tion did hev!"
 We'll, but let's have the story"
 Yaas. sarting, sarting. Wal. gents, my name is Peleg Snodgrass. son ofDeacon Eleazer Snodgrass, from deown in Maine, On"
 Never mind that. Tell us how you got SC wet"
 Yass, sarting Well, you see back hui bout mile beyant the Nockyernoseoff Creek I wus walkin' along as happy as lark, lookin abeout over the prairers and thnkin' how beau. tiful the great All Beiu had made the world and what awful taters this se would raise when see a big drove O cattle jist one side. wur admirn' as haeow fat aud slick they wur, an lookin' at their good pints, when an almighty great brinde bull jumped up out n the tall grass aud begin tew shake his all6red great curly 1 head an beller an switch his tail an paw the sils over his back, concluded it wur best tew let on likes eff l want afeared, and So l began tew whistle Rake CT down, Sal," and other good chunes. thinkin' as heow Id slip past the blasted old cuss but jist as got oppersito, he gin snort, an begin tew walk tord mo, atoppn onct in while to fetch rake in the sile with his fore feet. put in a few quick steps 'beou, then, but was afeared to run, cos knowsd eff did he'd feel encouraged. Putty soon he begin to come on the trot, and then let out in kin der canter. Then he rise to lope an seein' i, wur no use waitiu' for him to quit list loos ened these ere legs O mine an come down te my best time.
 looked abeout for suthin' to climb, but there l wur in the cussed prairer, and not pea-sticl tew be seen higher than g mild ahed. Heow l <o r;rhf +horo a. pralrers. l gin a glance over my shoulder enc see the everlastin' cuss with his nose deowr an his tail up, comin' jist on the dead lay -dowr and let my legs count another notch. Tn, chase wur nip and tuck till l got near the creek when see that the bull wur makiu' lttl, grain the best time he wnr only 'beout a hun dred yeards behind me- Lord Jehossy fat bu felt queerish when wur starting he wur gain ing it giv me sitch skeer that my heart pear ed to dissolve in dishwater and my legs kinde lost their feeln' so couldn't run. But coul, see lot of trees, ahead little ways, an eff could hold eout three minits longer Id be t, em. looked back and, the sufferin Moses eff the bull want in twenty feet O me, his eye all green and his nostrils looked like mite put my head in 'em-ap' red as bolt O new famin." got almost to the creek, whel I found the timber wur all on the oppersite ban from me, an the bull so close could almost fee his breath on my back. l thought of my fan erly in that cffel time ses T." Farewell, lttl Jed and you Sarer Ann, my gentle companion Jist at that instant see stump Tit on tn B bank of the creek an made spring fur it, ax pectin' to get rid on't but it happened to be ho Ter and landed inside. jist had room t } squeeze deown in it an, get my head below th
 top, and not darn bit too soon wur in, fur
 my toknot went daeown Mr. Bulls head ca4 u.>-whack agin the stump till everything ji1 gled.
 !, You better believe felt thankful wur hou
 ed at last and the old cuss of bull wasn't disappointed! Lord how he did rave round tn, stump, switch his tail paw the s'le an boiler ! r I peeped up at him, jist to see how he wur ge l tin on. but kalkerlate peeped down again of D suddent for hadn't morn got my head up t his horns came straddle of it, and his skull l 3 the stump like maui. That little incerde t convinced me that the best thing I could l. was, in the langwidge of Squire Wheeler, " IT Jay low, watch black ducks and chaw pokeroot
 Jist as I'd made up my. mind not to put up T ls head again, felt the offelest pain take me