Dodgeville chronicle. [volume] (Dodgeville, Wis.) 1862-current, 1867-08-02

pressed it to his bosom as ne mlgHt HdVo
done Sarer Ann, had she been present, and
with tremendous strides commenced pacing
back and forth across thereon. LII seemed
impossible for him to be still an instant.
dGlory to God" he cried" glory to the
most highest Sarer Ann all our saving an
skrimpin amt in vain Go on with your
talk-plan and kalkerlate Take little JED
on yer knee and sing! In the evening
when yer go out to milk, look to'rd where
the sun is goin an think, thare I've hap
py home! Your Peleg's thare; he'll hev
the landau, wellbe happyyet! The steers
is saved the shoats is all right! the heller
,ain't,gone in, am old Barney's bound to
count kFellersi 0, you seein your midst
q happy head of or famerly-you witness
joyful HUMAN f5i3G2..Sl sea
eff you will excuse my intelrupting you,
sir, and it is fair question, said l, "hoW
did you come to get into this sorry
pickle?" aG2 Ei-fH.r 4
Excuse the question: sarting, sarting
Tell yer the whole -story in a minute give
thu hull partiklers-a full account! jew
das what narrer escape that quarter sec
ton did hev"
"Well but let's have the story, /:
"Yass, sarting, sartingi Well, gents, my
names Peleg Snodgrass, son of Deacon
Snodgrass, from deowil in Maine, in the "
Never mind that. tell us how you got
so wet"
"Yass, sartingl. Well, you see back here
'beout mile beyant the Nockyernoseoh
creek, I wur walking along as happy as 8
lark, looking about over the pra1rles and
thinkin' heow beautiful the great All See
ing had made the world and what awful
taters this sile would raise, when / see a
big drove of cattle just one side. l wur
admirin' heow fat and slick they wur, an
lookin' at their good pints, when an al
mighty great brindle bull jumped up outn
the tall grass, and begin to shake his all
fired big curly head an heller an switch
his tail an paw the ground over his back.
concluded it were best to let on likes If
want afraid, and SO began to whistle
Rake her down, SAL and other good
chunes thinkin' as heow I'd slip past the
blasted old cuss; but jist as l got opper-
site, he gin a snort an begin to walk to-
ward me, stoppin' onct in while to fetch
a rake in the sile with his fore feet. l put
in few quick steps 'beout then, but was
afeared to rum cos / knowed if l did he'd
feel encouraged Putty soon he begin to
come ON trot, an then let out in a kind
o. canter Then he riz TO lope, an seeing
it wur no use Waitin' for him to quit just
loosened these ere legs O mine an come
down TO my best time. | looked 'beout
for something to climb, but thar were in 4
the cussed peTarie, and not pea stick to
be seen higher than a mile ahead-heow
did want to stop right thare an crss the
blasted peraries l gin glance over my
shoulder san' see the everlastin' cuss with
his nose deown an his tail mp, comm jest
on the dead lay deown, an let my legs
count another notch. The chase went nip
an tuck till got near the creek, when l
see that the bull were only 'beOut a hun
bred yards behind me.aLord Jehossytat
but | felt queerish when i was sartin he
were gainin' it gave me such a skeer that
my heart seemed to dissolve in dishwateT,
an my legs kinder lost their feelin' so |
couldn't run But could see a lot o. trees
ahead little ways, an eff l could hold
eout three minnits longer I'd be to 'em. l
looked back, an the sufferin' Moses eft the
bull warnt within twenty feet O me, his
eyes allgreen, IAN his nostrils locked like
might put my head In em-an' as red as a
bolt o. new flannl ~ got almost'to the
creek, when found the timber wur on the
oppersite side from me, an the bull so clost
/ could almost feel his breath on my cheek.
| thot O. my fammerly in that otfel time
sez |, Farewell, little Jed, an you, Sarer
Ann, my gentle companion! Jist at this
instant L see q stump right on the bank o
the creek, an made a spring for it expect
ia to get on top ont, but it happened TO be
hoiler an landed inside. jist had room
to squeeze deown in it an git my head be-
low tue top, and not a darn bit too soon
ww1uir ia, fur as my topknot went deown,
Mr. Bulls head came up-whack agin the
stump till everything jingled. g
=" You better believe felt thankful Iwur
housed at last; and the old cuss of bull
wasn't he disappointed Lord, heow he
did rave round that stump, switch his tail,
nav the sile, and bsllef / peeped up at
him fist to see how he were gettin' on, but
I kalkerlate I peeped deown again offel
si1ddentl for hadn't more n got my head
M, till his horns comes a straddle on it, and
Ills skull hit the stump like maui The
little incident convinced me that the best
thing could do was, in the langw1dge OF
Squire Wheeler, to lay low, watch for black
ducks, and ebaw poke root 4Jest as Ia
made up my mind not to put up my head
again, felt the offulest pain take me in
the leg, I ever see, an at the same time
somethin.2 commenced to Iwhiz, rwhiz,
deown IN the bottofnio' the hollow stump
Il tried to look down to see what on airth
it could be, but the holler was so narrer l
couldn't get chance to look, an all at
once it popped into my head that there
were a rattle snake in the stump. When
l tho't O. that made an offel plunge to get
QUITO the horrid den; but the cussed bull
warr't more'n six feet off, and the mint he
seed my head he come at me full chisel.
The fust knowed had lodged back into
the stump agin and hadn't more'n touched
bottom afore I felt another offel keen bite
in my leg. / made rush TO get out agin
but the cussed, internal bull drove at me,
an was 'bleeged 70 pop back agin. AS
squeezed down inter my stump agln,