Nebraska advertiser., 1865-09-14
wasn,t near Naas races. .

wasn't near Mas races"
"The word was hardly out Of his month
when he got a crack of a horsewhip arOss
The face that cut, be thought, his head in
two. He caugh. hold of the gentleman,
and tried to take the whip out of his hand;
bat, instead of the strength Of Jem Nc
Gowan, he had only the weakness of
Squire Kavanagh, and be was in an in
slant collared and, in spite of all his
kicking and roaring, lathered with the
big whip from the top Of his head to tho
sole of his foot. This gentleman got at
last a little tired Of beating him, and
finging him away from him, said, You
and are now quits about the lie, but
you must give me satisfaction for insult
ing my sister,
"SatisfactiO ion % roared out Jem,, Us he
twisted and turned about with the pain Of
the beating. "Bedad, TlE never be sat
i:fed till every bone m your ugly body is
broken"
every well,' said the gentleman
My friend. Captain McGinDis, is pre-
pared for his"
Upon that. Jem saw The square box
opened thar be thought was filed with
some beautiful present for him; and he
saw four ugly looking pistols lying beside
each other, and in one corner about two
dozen of shining bran new bullets. Jem's
knees knocked together with fright when
he saw Captain McGinnis and Sir Harry
priming and loading The pistols"
"'Oh I! murder, murder this rs worse
than the gray horse be said. Now l
am quite sure of being killed entirely
So be caught hold of Sir Harry by the
coat, and suffered cut, oh, then what
in the world are ye agOin to do with
me g"
"'BO replied his friend why, you're
going to stand shot, to be sure
"'The devil shot III stand said Jem.
III run away this minute
"'Then, by my honor and yeraci,y, if
you d. IN stop you with buller My
honor is concerned in this business. You
asked me TO be your friend, and III see
you go through it respectfully. You must
either stand your ground like a gentle
man, or be shot ike dog
"Jem heartily wished be was no longer
Squire KaVanagh; and as they dragged
him up in front of the gentleman, and
placed them atoat eight yards asunder,
he thought of the quiet, easy life be led
before he had become grand gentleman.
He never while labOring boy was duck
ed in a pond, OF shot at like a wild duck.
But now he heard some hing about max
ing rtaiy; he saw the gentleman rise
his pistol on a level with his head he
tried to lift his arm, but it stuck as fast
as if il was glued there. He saw the
wide mouth of the wicked genllemet's
pistol opened at his very eye, and looked
as if it were pasted up to his face. He
could see the leaden bullet that was soon
to go skelpin' through his brains He
saw the gentleman's finger on the trig
ger! His head turned round and round,
and in an agony he cried out-'Oh, !
wish was Jem M 'Gowan again! =
"'Jem, you'll lose half your days
work, said Ned Mcguire, who was la.
boring in the same field with him. 'There
you've been sleeping ever since your
dinner, while Squire Kavanagh that you
are always talking about, was shot few
minutes ago in a duel that he Tough! with
some strange gentleman In bis own de-
mesne.'
"'Oh,' said Jem, as soon as be found
he really wasn't shot, i wouldn't for the
wealth of the world be a gentleman
Better to labor all day than TO sepnd half
an hour in the grandest of company. Fa-
tx, I've had enough and to spare Of grand
company and being gentleman since /
went to sleep ID the potato-feld and
Squire Kaeansgh, if he only knew il,
had much more reason. poor man, to wish
he was Jem McGowan than / had 70
wish was Squire KaVanagh.'
"And ever after that, Pat" concluded
the old lady, "Jem MeGowan went about
his work like man, instead Of wasting
time in nOnsensical wishings."
"Thankee, granny" yawned Pat Nc
Gowan, as he shufled of to bed. After
that long story, / don't think III ever
wish to be lord again.
Two negroes we're hung al Paducab,