The Waynesburg Republican. [volume] (Waynesburg, Pa.) 1867-18??, 1867-10-30


wouldn't bury the hatchet."
'Did you signify your willingness
to do so p"
81 did, and the ceremony came off
at the cemetery. The friends and re-
latives of the family were invited, and
the Episcopal service was read at the
grave. No cards, however"
What! No seven up in the car
riages going to the funeral? Why, /
thought that was the regular thing
"Qh, yes; we had that, Of course.
But j mean no cards of invitation"
"By the way, cid boy" ejaculated
Buffalo Bull, speaking of your daugh-
ter, she's regular straight-out, gam
boge-skinned, aboriginal angel, no
discount on her. She's nobby bit of
calico; and, while / think Of it, /
understand young Grizzly Bear, the
festive brave of the Algonquins, has
viewed her with a critics eye, and
passed her imperlections by, and con-
cludcl to go for her. How saycst
thou ?" "'
"He has, has he? Well, permit me
to remark that he has probably shinn-
ed up the Incorrect tree, Him? why
I'd just as leave marry her to some
wooden-headed cigar store Indian, |
would, upon my sacred word Of honor
as u gentleman"
"She's too good for him, pcradvcn-
ture," observed Buffalo Bull senten-
tiously.
"Ycnture your whole pile on that,
me boy. She wears low-down bonnets,
and has her linen embroidered, she
does; besides she chews gum, and has
a four-ouncc ring through her nose.
No girl like that's u going to fling
herself away, is she? Well, I should
think not. Not while her pa can dab
bic his hands in gore, at any rate, l
reckon"
"But, my FRIEND" observed Bull,
with a trembling voice, chow much
these ebulitions of youthful affection
remind me of my childhood days.
Look at me while | weep ); listen to
these bona fde tears as they patter in
the spittoon. Oh where, where are
the friends ofmc youth! 0 where are
the loved ones gone?"
81 give it up" said Fiery Nose,
after a few moments calm and patient
thought.
Don't you recollect how we used to
go out on the trail and capture little
children and gougc their eyes ont, and
chop 'em into bits, and then come
home and learn our catcchisms and
knife our next door neighbor, and then
pray to the Great Manitou before we
went to bed. All, those were happy,
happy days and we were hilarious lit
tie lngins', weren't we? But now all
these things are mingled with the IT.
reyocable past, you can just bet they
are" ~
"Why you're drunk amt you ?"
asked Fiery Nose, "you're talking first
class drivel. Where do you get you're
fire water? III have to get Senator
Yates to come and lecture you on
temperance"
To this Buffalo Bull deigned no re-
ply, but pretending to see something
on the top-not of Fiery Nose, he ask
cd him to stoop minute while he
picked it off. lie then clandestincly
jerked out his scalping knife and lift
ed his hair, after which he iabbed the
knife into his vitals, and threw him
on the CRATE to die. ,
Just then Praric Flower returned
with the tobacco, and perceiying at
glance that her parent was reduced to
a cinder, she observed to Buffalo Bull
that it seemed to be pretty well up
with the old man.
"Hm-n, yes" said he; "but a
thought strikes me-will you be
nine"
"Well, l don't know let me see
what your income tax was last year"
81 paid tax on two horse blankets,
Barlow knife and thirty-seven scalps.
Besides, | love you to distraction.
Come to this loving heart, rest on my
bosom, rest. Say, will you?"
81 am ever thine own" said Prairie
Flower, as she nestled against his hun
ting shirt. .-..
And on her lovers arm she leant,
And round her waist she felt 1t fold;
He said, "I do not care cent"
She said "I'll bet he finds he's sold.r
Thus were these two aboriginal
savages made happy in the fnllncss of
each others love. She grew old and
ugly in time, and he, in the depth of
his unspeakable affection, used to sit
up day after day smoking on the front
door steps, while she hoed corn and
wheeled home potatoes in a push cart,
until at last she was called home to
the happy hunting ground, and he i'm
mediately put fresh Grape on his hat
and began browsing around for an
other girl.
.. But does not this teach us all les
son, that-that-teach us, l say, a,
lesson that we-that We, / say, ,may-iet
that pass, however, doubtless it does
teach usia lesson, but it's of no conse-
quence. yHor.r CyA d