The Waynesburg Republican. [volume] (Waynesburg, Pa.) 1867-18??, 1867-11-20

bottom Of the hollow stump. | tried
to look down to sec what on airth it
could be, but the hollor was so narrer
/ couldn't get chance to look, an at
once it popped into my head that there
were a rattlesnake in the stump.
When | thot of that | made an ofiel
plunge to get out Of the horrid den ;
but the cussed bull warn't more'n six
feet off, an the mint he seed my head
came at me full chisel. The fust |
knowod | had lodged back into the
stump again, and hadn't more'n touch
cd bottom alore | felt another oflel
keen bite in my leg. | made a rush
to get out agin, but the cu.cd, Internal
bull drove at me an / was bleegcd to
| pop back again. AS | squeezed down
inter my stump again, better barrel of
rum that Sarer Ann would be wild
der in less'n ten hours. | tried to
cipher out which would be the most
becomin' for Christian, to be pizened
to death by an ohel great snaik, Or
have my inards slung to the four winds
by cussed brindle bull. | thot of
the martyrs-of Amos billed in lie,
Elizer smeared with honey, and Joseph
tempted by Pottifer's wife, and con-
cluded that OFT to profit by their cx-
ample, an grin and bear it, no matter
how much it went agin the grain. But
! got iist then an ollel bite or few,
an'ter save my soul couldn't help
stickin up mp head, an the bull bein'
on had let drive an filed my eyes full
Of dirt an bark, so dcown | bobbod
agin for snaiks. | now begun to get
bitten oHcI frequently, an | squirmell
| an twisted an scrccched at a fast rate,
an in grabbin' around [ ketchcd
something an got 4 bite in the hand.
81 helt my hold on to it, and be-
hold, it proved to be nothin," but a
yaIIcr jacket, When [ found I wasn't
snoill bit, l felt suthin Lift off my
stummick like a bag Of shot. Glory
to God, sez |, | may live to perfect
the widdor an fathcrioss VII. I felt
for a minnit as if didn't kcer for all
thc yallcr jacke,s between the Mississ-
ippi and the Missouri, Lut the blessed
Jcrusha! | hadn'C seen one there
whcr | seen Il thousand in another
minuit. The whole hoIlor Of the
stump got yailcr with EN-, I couldn't
stand il long that way. Itried to think
OF some kind of prayer suitable TO the
occasion, au' commenced: "Now [
lay me down to slecp;" but, by Jew
das, I couldn't pray for cussin; | ,jist
sworc, bull or not bull, wur gwin to
cmigratc for that particiclar spot /; but,
every time / put my head above the
stump, the bull pitched at me, an the
tho 5unlpj;st like maui he looked
ot>i fwo'ious, with his eyes as green
.u 'l0 .u .wnr'a from his mouth.
{ YVES Uooaiu' up and d-own so con-
tinuorIy that wuz qbcout half the
time in tine stump an half the lime
eout an at last I felt the stump be-
ginnin' to give way under the thumps
Of the Internal old brindlo hcathen,
an | swar my heart riG straight on
end, | made up my mind to git cout
of that, somehow, purity quick, but jist
at the minnit | raised up my head to
Jump eout an run, the old cuss came
at me, with head deown an tail up, at
locomotive speed, an as l lodged
dcown he struck the stump, tore it up
at the roots an shot me cout like
bumbshcll clear over the band into
the creek an after me come stump,
bull an all. The fore feet or some on
'em Of the bull struck me right on the
back and knockin' me clean deown
inter the muddy bottom of the creek.
When [ riz the fus thing | seed wur
the old felIcr's tail, on as | couldn't
swim lick, | made a grab for it an
made him tow me ashore. When we
got there, | let go an run one way,
while the bull run the other, an that's
the long an short on"