Washington standard. [volume] (Olympia, Wash. Territory) 1860-1921, 1871-05-20
Sut Lovengood's Daddy, Acting
Horse.

spreading his tail feathers tn fly. Look
out, Laigs, ifyou aint ready tn 90 up'ards."
"Wo, Shevotail" "Git fiddle he's
tryin a jig" "Say, Long Laigs. rais'd
power owe co didu't you?" "Taint con,
hits red pepper"
These and like expressions were ad-
dressed to queer looking, long legged,
short bodied, small headed, white haired,
hog eyed, funny sort of a genius, fresh from
some bench legged jews clothing store,
mounted on Tcarpoke," nck-tailed,
bow necked, long, poor, pale sorrel horse,
half devil. and cnvelopcd in perfect net
work of brides, rcins, crupper, martin
gales, straps, surcinglcs, and red fcrctugs,
who rened up in front of Pat Nnsh's gro
Gerry, among a crowd of mountainecrs full
Of fun, foolery and mean whiskey.
This was Sut Lovingood
81 say, you durn'd ash cats, jis' keep
yer shuts on, will ye? You never seed a
rale hoss till rid up; you's praps stole ur
owned shop rabbits ur sheep wifi BORED
saadils on, but when you tuck the fus'
bcgrudin look jis' now at this crtter,
name Tarpoke, yu wcr iujoyn a sight owe
mex tu the bes' hoss what ever shelrd
nubbins ur totcd jugs, an mes cs ded -cs
still wum, poor ole Tickytail.
"Wo! wo Tearpokc, you cusscd infun-
mel fidgcty hide full ov hell fire, cant
YOU stand still and listen while Use polish
ing yer karactcr off es a mortul hoss tn
| these we're burned fools ?"
SUITS tongue or his spurs brought Tear
poke into something like passable quetude
while he continued:
Say you, sum owe you CROWN hogs
made remark jis' now bout redpcppcr
jis' wish tn say in giueral way that cny
wnrds cupplin redpcpper an Tarpokc tu-
gcthcr am durn'd Internal lies"
What killed Tickcytail Su. =? asked an
anxious inquirer after truth.
Wy muffin, you cusscd fool; he jis
| died so, standin up ct that. Warn't that
ralc castccl hoss pluck? Yu see, he frozc
stiff no, not that adzactly, but starv'd
fust. an froze arterards, so stiff that when
dad an me went tn lay him out an We
push'd him over, he stuck ont jis' SO,
(sprcading his arms and legs like ontu a
carpenters bainch, an we he'd tn wait nj
ontu seventeen days fur i'm to thaw aforc
we cul skin i'm"
Skin i'm " interrupted a red:
youth. whiting on corn stalk, 81 thot
yu wanted tu lay the hoss OUT
"The hell you did! Aint skinin the
natral way ov layin out hoss, Id like tu
no? Sc a ycre, soney, you tell yer nam
tu hev you sot back jis' bout two
years, fur ct the rate yu'sc a clmbin you
stan's a pow'ful chance tn die wifi yer shoes
on, an git laid hoss way, You dus."
She rat-faced youth shut up his knife
an subsided,
We'll thar we wcr-dal an me, Count
ing on his fingcrs.) an Sail, an Jake,
| (fool Jake VIC call i'm fur shot) an jim,
an Phincass, an Cal!imy Jane, an Shar-
lottyanp, an me, an Zodiac an Cashus
Clay an, Noah Dan Webster an the twin
gals, Castor and Pulox,) an me, an
Cathcrin Second, an Clcopatry Antony,
an Jauc Barnum Lind, an me an Benton
Bullion, an the baby what haint nam'd
yet, an the Prospect, an nam hcrsel fall
ct in the woods alone, wiiout ara hoss tn
crup wifi"
lou'se counted yersef five times, Mis-
ter Lovingood," said tomato nosed man
in ragged overcoat
Vas, ole Still-tub that's jis the per.
porshun bears in the famerly fur dam
fool, lcavin out Dad in course. Yu lis
let me alone, an be thinkin owe gittin
more hoops ontu you. Yus leakin now !;
sec thar" lla ha, from the crowd, and
Still-tub" went into the doggery.
"Warut that devils own mess owe
broth fur 'spectabil white famcrly tn be
sloshin about in | be burned of I didn't
feel sorter like stealth hoss sumtimes. an
speck Ida dun hit, but the stealth
streakcd in the Lovingoods, all run tu
burned fool, an the onvartus streak all run
tu laigs. Jis look the side ov this yere
hoss mos to the groun, Dus yu see em !?
"Well We waited an wished, an rested
an plan'd, and waited again, ontil nj ontu
strawberry time, hopin sum stray hoss
mout cum along; but dorg my cats eff eny
sich good luck Gums within reach owe whar
dad is, he's so dod.dratted mean, an ugly,
an savidge, an durn fool tu kill.
"Well, one mite he lay awake till cock.
CROWN a,snortin, an rollin, an BLOWN, an
shufflin, an scratchin his sef an whisper
in at nam heap, an at breakfus' | foun'
out whathi ment. Says he, 'Sut I'll tell
yu what we'll du: I'll be hoss myscf, au
pull the plow whilst you drives nc, an then
the cole Quilt Che ment that fur man. J
an the brats kin plant, an tend, ur jis
let hit alone, es they darn plezc l amt
u carein.'
$50 out We went tu the pawpaw
thicket, an peeld rite smart chance
owe bark, an man an me made geers fur
dad, while he sot on the fence a lookiu at
us, an studyin pow'rful l arterards
foun' out, he war a-studyin how tu play
the karacter owe hoss puffectly.
Well, the geers becum him mitily, an
muffin wud du i'm but he mus hev a bridil,
so | gifts umereler brace-hit's littil
torked piece owe suuar wire bout foot