The weekly union record. [volume] (Oroville, Calif.) 1864-1866, 1865-10-07

time to hear the strangers defiance TO
the town, and bent on fight with some
body for the damage to his wife, took
held of the collar of the stranger, and
by series of ten-pound-ten upon the
face, back, and sides of his bully an
tagonist. with his natural sledge-h ham
mers, Bob stirred up the strength and
ire of the bully stranger to the top Of
his compass. and they made sparks fly
dreadfully.
Joe fuckers dog, reinforced by
Abraham Miller's 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, and indeed the whole town was as
sembling, and Deacon Pugh, armed
with heavy walking stick, and shocked
at the spectacle before him, marched
up to the dogs, exelaiming as he did SO:
'Fie, fe, for shamel disgraceful
you mean citizens of Frogtown, will
you stand by and
Don't thee, don't thee strike my
dog, Deacon Pughr cried Abraham
Miller, advancing toward the Deacon,
who was about to cut right and left
with his cane.
Your dogsn shouted the Deacon,
with evident fervor.
Not my dogs, Deacon Pugh,' said
the Quaker.
what did you say so for, then?'
shouted the Deacon.
Tnever said my dogs, Deacon Pugh.'
Deacon Pugh, thee speaks ground
lessly,' said the Quaker.
'You tell falsehood, Abraham
Miller
Thee utters mendacious assertion,'
reiterated Abraham.
'You-you-tell ie.' bawled the
Deacon.
Thee hast provoked my evil passion,
Deacon Pugh,' shouted the stalwart
Quaker, 'and l Will chastise thee
And into the Deacon's wool went the
Quaker.
The Deacon, nothing 10th, entered
into the fight, and we leave them to
min and tuck to look to the stranger
and Bob Carter, who fought and fit, and
fit and fought, until Squire Catchem
and the Constable came up, and in the
attempt to preserve peace and arrest
the offenders, the Squire was thrust
through the window of neighboring
matchmaker, doing heap of damage,
while lawyer Hooker, in attempting to
aid the Constable, was hit in mistake
by the furious blacksmith, in the short
ribs, and went reeling down Gumbo's
cellar with frightful velocity. The
friends and fellow churchmen of Deacon
Pugh took sides against the Quaker an
tagonist, and then the shop-boys of
Abraham, seeing their employer TINS
beset, came to the rescue, while two
Irishmep, full of fun and frolic, believ-
ing it to be free fight tried their
hands and sticks upon the combatants
so indiscriminately that in less than
half an hour the happy village of Frog.
town was shaken from its propriety by
one grand, sublimely ridiculous, and
most terrific battle.
Heads and windows were smashed F;
children and women screamed; dogs
barked; and so furious, mad, and ex-
cited became the whole community,
that a quiet looker-on, if there had been
any, would have sworn the evil ones
were all in Frogtown.
A heavy thunderstorm finally put an
end to the row, the dogs were more or
less killed, child severely wounded, a
man scalded, wagon broke, the horse
ran himself to death, his owner badly
beaten by Bob Carter, whose wife and
wives of many others were dangerously
scared, the painter was crippled, dry
goods ruined, Quaker and Deacon,
two Irishmen, Joe Tucker, two Consta-
bles, lawyer Hooker, Squire Catchem,
and some fifty others, shamefully whip
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