The spirit of democracy. [volume] (Woodsfield, Ohio) 1844-1994, 1867-07-02
WooDsFIELD. MONROE COUNTY OHIO. JULY q 1867

take our fust position again. I thot of a
box of matches what l he'd in my pocket,
| SO I foch the whole boxful rake ontu
the Crawl AN stuffed EN- all a-biazin inter
one owe the pockets in his iscoat-tall. Now
mind, he now'd nuthin of these perseed-
| ins, for his mind wus exercized powerful
about the hurtin wur a helpin i'm to
behind. l nod he'd soon show strong
signs owe wanten tu 60. So the fust big
rare he foch arter the FIRE reached his
hid, I jist let my mouth fly open-so-
an he wentl his whole tail in blazel
"Rite here, boys, I must tell yu sum-
thin l didn't no myself, ur durn me, eff
hedn't let him beat me inter a poultis,
Iafore I'd a-sot him on fre-I'd a-seed
him durn'd fust. The thot on it skeers
me yet. He had two pounds owe gun
powder in tother pocket, a-takin home to
la shootin match.
"Well, he aimed to run past tin ped
din waggin what was a-standin in the
street, with a fust-rate set owe old live
boss bones atween the shafts, while the
Yankee wus in the doggery, affirm up tu
leave town. Jist as he got clost tn the
carryall, the powder cotch fire, an soon
afterwards went off, an so did he, head
fust, frog fashion, rite thru the top load
owe tin war. He lit a running ten foot
luther side. his coat-tails wur blowed off
tu his sholders, the hine aind owe his gall
luses wus raped round his neck, the tale
owe his shurt was loose, an up in the air
thirty feet, still a-risin an blazin like a
komit; his britches hung loose on the
frunt side, like ontu forked aprun, while
the sittin part owe EN- wus blowed tn
kingdom cum, an so wur everything else
belonging tn that regin, while his back
wus as black as side owe upper lether.
1t rained tin buckets, an pans, an stage
horns, all over that street, fur two minits
an 'alf.
"Now, that exploshum, an the tin war
ratlin an a rainin, made a rite peart noise
specially owe still day, in fac, enurf tu
wake up the ole hoss bones an gin him
the idear that he'd best leave town quick
SO he laid his ears back an straitened out
his tail an shot. He made kindlin- n-wood
outen the waggin agin a ne-post, an
betuck hisself tn the woods, streached
out about twenty feet long, an not MORN
three feet high on the withers, with jist
about enurf harness stickin tu him tu
make cullur for bell COW.
"Thar wus wun cussed nutmeg maxim
Yankee broke plum up, and I'm durn'd
glad owe it. Ole Rack Back Davy, the
hoss-rack man, made fur the river, an
/ follered tu the bank tn see ef he hedn't
drownded hisself; but no sir! Thar he
wur, about the middle owe the river, a
swimin fur luther bank, jist splitin the
water wide open, and his busted britches1
legs a foatin arter him. He looked over
his shoulder every uther lick like he
spected tu see the devil; his face wur as
black as pot, sept white ring round
his eyes, and Che smoke wur still risinI
frum amungfhe stumps eve his burnt
har. his he'd, boys, in that river; wus
the ugliest, souriest, an sayidgest site I
ever seed or spec tn see in this world, any
how. 1dreams owe it yet o'nights, an it
skares the swet outen me. | seed a lot
owe fellers a fshin onder the bank, SO I
thot I'd help him on little faster, AN I holI
Tered, ketch the murderer, five hundred
dollars an a big hoss reward. He's kilrdI
an oman am nine children, an spec a
dog, an like tu whipped anuther plum
tu deth. They jumped intur thar cunoes
and tuck arter him, openin on his trail
like pack owe houns. The last I ever
seed owe him, he wur a rackin up the
luther bank, on his all-fours, and looked
like an ole bar what he'd jist cum outenI
a harycane.
He still kept up his lookin back, ar !
speck wus the wust scared man in the
wurld, an ef he amt ded, he's runnini
yet. The idear now begins tu soak thru
my har that OWN tn the fuss Stuff. gut
and me he'd raised, that perhaps I'd bet
Ter. scoot, lest they mout want me. So [
left in peart trot, an soon got on ole
Stuff's trail. It twur like a waggin he'd
been drug upside down by apair owe rum
away mules, an the dry grass an leaves,
an in some places the fences wer sot a6re.
He tuck to the mountains, an turn'd
wolf, and tuck up the trade owe sheep
KILN fur liyin, and the whole settle
ment is now out arter his skalp. That
trip tn town, like the cuttin- box, hes:
changed his dispersition agin, all showing.
the pow 'ful changes that kin be made in
even dog. ] cum outen that scrape
purity well, yet I had tn show the family
dispersition tu make d--d fools owe
tharsefs."
"How Sut2"
1Why.I oughtto atoted off lode owe
that permiscus tin war. OughteDt I?
say"
A schoolmaster's salary in Prussia
averages $50.
Kansas is described as very nice
State not to live in.
Ten thousand people died Of small
pox in Great Britain last year.
Fifty-one iron-clads remain unsold,
sticking in the mud Of the Delaware.
A young widow drowned herself in
this State for love last week. She had
for some time bathed in sorrow.
A paper in Missouri complains that
with only two murders and wedding
or two, things are very dull.
The burnt district Of Charleston is COW
cred with vegetation, and the desert is
blossoming with poke berries.
Ganaral Mc(ylellan has enoaced mas