The daily phoenix. [volume] (Columbia, S.C.) 1865-1878, 1872-05-24

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closed over the minister's small hand and
gave it shake indicative Of fraternnl
sympathy and fervent qualification.
''Now we're oil right, pard. Let's
start fresh. Don't you mind me snuffling
little, becuz we're in power OF trouble.
You see one of the boys has gone up the
hume-''
"Gone where?"
up the flume- -throw'd up the sponge;
you"
"Thrown up the sponge?"
''Yes-kicked the buoket-''
"Ah! has departed to that mysterious
country from whose bourn no traveller
RETURNS"
..Return2 Well. I reckon not Why,
pafd.r he's de6d."d
"Yes, I understand"
ooh, you do2 hWell, I thought maybe
you might be- getting tangled once more
Yes, you SEQ he's dead again--''
"Againl Why, has he ever been dead
beiors?"
dead before2 No. Do you reckon
q man has got as many lives as cat?
But you bet, he's awful dead now, poor
old boy. and I wish I'd never seen this
day. I don't know no better friend than
Buck Fanshaw. knowed him by the
back; and when know man like him
you hear me. Take him all around,
pard, there never was bullier man in
the mines. No man ever knowed Buck
Fanshaw go back on friend. But it's
all up, you know; it's all up. It amt
no use. They've acooped him!'
''Scooped him?"
''Yes-death has. Well, well. we'll;
we've got to. give him up. Yes, indeed.
It's kind of hard world, after all, nin't
It? But, pard, he was rustler You
ought to see him get started once. He
was bully boy with glass eyel just
spit in his face aud give him room ao-
cording to his strength, and it was just
beautiful to see him peel aid 60 in. He
was the worst son of thief that ever
drawI'd Breath. Pard, he was on it. He
was on it bigger than an IniunI"
ION it'll On what?"
"On the shoot. On the shoulder. On
the fig ht. Understand? He didn't give
continental-for anybody. Beg your
pardon. friend. for coming 80 near say
ing cuss word-but you see I'm on an
awful strain in this palaver, on account
OF having to cram down and draw every
thing 80 mild. But we've got Go giving
him up. There amt any getting around
that. 1 don't reckon. Now, il we can't
get you to help plant him.
"Preach the funeral discourse? AS
sist at the bbsequies?"
"Obs'quies is good. Yes. That's it;
that's our little game. We are going to
get up the thing regardless, you know.
He was always nifty himself, and &c you
bet You his funeral amt goin' to be no
slouch; solid silver door-plate on his
coffin, six plumes on the hearse, and a
nigger on the box, with billed shirt and
plug hat-how's that for high? And
we'll take care of you, pard. Well fix
you all right. There will be kerridge
for you; and whatever you want, you
just 'scape out and we'll tend to it.
Te've got shebang fixed up for you to
stand behind in No. Is house, and don't
s:u clam. Pit Buck through as bully
as you can, pard, for anybody that
know'd him will tell you that he was one
OF the whitest men That was ever in the
mines. You can't draw it too strong.
De never could stand it to see things
going wrong. He's done more to make
this town peaceable than any man in it.
I've seen him lick four Greasers in
eleven minutes. myself. If thing
wantsd regulating, he warn't the man to
60 browaing around after somebody to
"o0AN pAnuC0 III BLU regulate
it himself He warn't Catholic; but it
didn't make no difference about that
when it came down TO what mans
right was; and 80, when some roughs
jumped tho Catholic bone-yard and start
ed In to stake out town lots in IL, he
went for 'emi ...And he cleaned 'em, tool
1 was there and seen it myself"
"That was very we'll; indeed-at least,
the impulse was, whether the act was
strictly defensible or not. Had deceased
any religious oonviotions2 That is to
say, did he feel adependence upon or
acknowledge allegiance to q higher
power?"
More reflection.
II reckon you've stumped me again,
pard. Gould you say it over onoe more,
and say it slow?"
SWELL. to simplify it somewhat, was
he, or rather had he ever been, connect.
ed with any organization sequestrated
from secular concerns apd devoted to
eeli'saori6ce in the interest of morality?"
"All down but nine-set 'em up on
the other alley, pardl"
What did l understand you to sayP"
"Why. you're most too many for me.