The Albany register. [volume] (Albany, Or.) 1868-18??, 1869-07-17
B.izzard's Vengeance.
A TALE OF THE PRAIRIE.

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The flaming rays of the setting sun.
shrew a glorious golden light far and
wide over a western prairie. The ETHEREAL
azure of the sky was tinted with crimson
like the bloated face of an alcoholic bum
mer Not zephyr ruffied the grassy
surface of the plain, aud no sound broke
the impressive stiffness save the melodi-
GUS cry of the slumgulion and the pensive
wall of solitary bullfrog. The glitter
ing sheen of broad river lent additional
charms to this gorgeous scene, aud on
the bank of this river, in the calm even
tide, there halted a weary cavalier,
mounted on bobtailed steed of protru-
sive anatomy.
The rider, Adolphus Blizzard, was a
magnificent specimen of the border hunt
er, aud fought at two hundred aud eighty
pounds. His handsome face was shaded
by i mass of wavy black hair, and a
sixty cent straw hat; superb moustache
graeel his upper lip, and he had an &C.
centric squint in his starboard eye. Lis
athletic form was encased in buckskin of
rather questionable sanitary condition,
and there were indications that his own
skin was in the same fix. He was armed
profusely, and a loaded demijohn dangled
at the horn of his saddle.
For time the stalwart borderer gazed
pensively upon the magnificent landscape
spread before him then, with a pro-
found sigh, he raised the demijohn TO
his lips, and heavy snifter Of the con-
tents went gurgling convulsively down
his gullet. A pleasant look irradiated
his interesting phiz; his classic nose as
sumed deeper, darker tint of red; his
eyes snapped like clam shells at low tide;
his ears Topped joyously, and the ambi-
ent air was loaded with the odor of ben
zine whisky.
Descending from the saddle, he hoppled
his horse in true frontier style, by tying
his left ear to his tail, and proceeded to
build fire whereon to cook his evening
meal. An inspection of his grub-bag
showed to his dismay, that the supply
was reduced to one corn dodger and two
onions, so seizing his gun he rushed
madly forth in search of game. Fortune
was in propitious mood. At short
distance herd of buffaloes were playful
ly tossing each other aloft upon their
spreading horns Crack . went the rifle
of the hunter, and four year old bull
fell headlong in the grass, with his, skull
smashed to atoms, and nine inches of his
tail carried away by the unerring bullet.
Steaks from the rump of the animal
were soon sputtering over the fre,sending
forth an aroma that was grateful to the
nostrils of our hungry hero. Biz. was
an .atist of extraordinary capacity, SO he
slung the chunks of meat under his
moustache with vigor that. soon filed
out the kinks in his dilapidated stomach.
During this sumptuous repast the demi-
john was repeatedly balanced upon his
upper lip, and he then lay back on tho
grass. He was as happy ASA plantation
niger with bran new red shirt.
aThat air is bully supper, now dog
goned eft ain'tp' said the hunter, ap-
parcntly addressing cloud of smoke that
curled upward from his pipe; "and this
whisky-though I can hear it siss when
it reaches my stumick-makes feller
feel good all over. Darned eff I don't
hev song all to myself, though faint
uncommon jolly out here all alone, by
grab. Ahem!
The turkey buzzard's fragrant bird,
An SOS the perary dorg
The killilo. he sings 50 sweet,
An SO duz ole bull frog ~
Frog. oh frogee, frog
sa An SO duz q ole bull frogt
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