Ellsworth American. [volume] (Ellsworth, Me.) 1855-current, 1872-06-27

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All down but nine-set 'em up on
the other alley, pard =
What did understand YOU to sav?'
Why you're most too many for me,
you know. When you get in with your
lett, hunt grass every time
How! Begin a1ainE
That's it,
Very WE'LL Was he good man.
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'There-see that don't put up an
other chip, till look at my hand. A
good man says YOU! Pard. it amt no
name for it. lie was the best man that
evcr--pard, you would have dotted on
that man. lie could lam any galoot
of his inches in America. 1t was him
that put down the riot last election
before 1t got 4 start; and everybody
SAID that he was the only man that
could have done it. He waltzed in
with trumpet in one hand and span
ner in the other. sent fourteen men
home on shutter in less than three
minutes. He had the riot all broke
up and prevented n row before any
body ever got a chance to strike blow
lie was always for peace, and he
would have pcace-he could not stand
Disturbances Pari. he was a great
loss to this town. 1t would please the
boys il YOU could chip i'll something
like that and do him justice. He once
when the Micks got to throwing stones
through the Methods sunday School
windows, Buck Fanshaw, all of his no.
tion, shut up his own saloon and took
couple of six shooters and mounting
guard over the SUNDAY School, says
he No IRISH need apply aud they
didn't lie was the bulliest man in
the mountain, pard; he would run
faster, jump higher. swear harder, and
hold more tangle-foot whisky than any
man in seventeen counties. Put that
in, pard; it'll please the boys more
than anything else that vou could say.
And You can say, pard, that he never
shook his mother
Never shook his mother
That's it-any one of the boys will
tell YOU so.
w ell, but why should he shake her.
That's what say; but some people
does.
Not people Of any rcputc'
We'll, some that average pretty high
here.
In my opinion a man who would Of
Ter personal violence 10 his mother
ought to
Cheese it pard you've booked Your
i'll lean ont of the string What |
WIS 'trlNln ~ was fnAt IL ?, .-- III
od OF on his mother-lon't you see:
10 indredy. He give her house to
live III. and town lots. aud plenty of
money and he looked aiter her and
took care Of her all the time. And
when she was down sick with the small
poX he set up nights and nussed her
himself. | think You're white. think
you're square man, pard. Ike YOU
and Ill lick any man that don't. I'll
lick him till he can't tell himself from
last years corpse Put it there , An
other iraternal hand-shake-and exit
The obsequics were all that the
boys could desire. Such marvel Of
funeral pomp had never been seen in
Virginia City Tie plumed hcarse.
the dirge-breathing brass bands, the
closed marts of business, the flags
dropping at half mast. the long, plod-
ding procession Of uniformed secret
societies, military battalion's fire com
panies, draped engines, carriages of
officials, and citizens in vehicles and
on foot, attracted multitudes Of spec
tatOrs to the sidewalks. roofs and win
dows and for years afterwards the de-
gree Of grandeur attained by any civic
display in Virginia was determined by
comparison with Buck Fanshaw's fun
crai.