The Manitowoc tribune. [volume] (Manitowoc, Wis.) 1866-1878, 1872-08-08

: sponge, you know.
Thrown up the sponge p
"Yes-kicked the bucket
"Ah-has departed to that mysterious
county from whose bourne no traveller
returns"
Return? Well, I reckon not. Why
rard. he's dead. -
Eyes, [ understand"
'Oh, you do Well thought maybe
you might be getting tangled once more.
Yes, you see he's dead again
''Agoin Why, has he ever been
dead before ?"
Dead beforel No. Do you reckon a
man has got as many lives as a cat? But
you bet, he's awful dead row, poor CID
boy. and ] wish | d never seen this day.
[ don't know no better friend than Bucl,
Fanshaw. [ know'd him by the back
aud when 1 know man like that freeze
to him-you hear me. Take him all
around, pard, there never was butler
man In the mines. No man everknowed
Buck Fanshaw TO go back on a friend
But it s all up you know, all up. 1t
ain t no use. The've scooped him -
''Scooped him p
"Yes-death has Well, well. well.
we've got to give him up. Yes, indeed,
It's kind of hald world anyhow, amt
it? But pard, he was a, rustler. You
ought to see him get started once He
was bully boy with glass eye just
spit in his face and give him room accor-
ding to his strength, and it was just
beautiful to see BIN peel and go in. he
was the worst son of a thief that ever
drawed breath Pard he was on it =
He was on it bigger than an Injun -
"On it? on what ?"
"On the shoot. On the shoulder On
the fight Understand? He didn't
give continental-for any body. Beg
your pardon, friend, for coming so near
saying cussed word-but you see I'm
on an awful strain in this palaver, on ac-
count of having to cram down and draw
every thing so mild. But we've got to
give him up. There amt any getting
ro1nd that. I reckon, Now, if we can t
get you to help plant him
Preach the funeral discourse? As
sist in the obseques p
"ObseqiGes is good. Yes. That s
it; that $ our little game. We are go
ing to get up the thing regardless, you
know He was always nifty himself, so
you bet his funeral ain going to be no
slouch solid silver door plate on his cof-
fin, six plume5 on the hearse. and a mig
GER on the box with g billed shirt and a
plug hat-bow's that for high And
we ii take care of yOu, pard. Wen fix
you all right, There will be kerridge
for you ; aud whatever you want. you
just scape out and we'll tend to it.
We've got a sbehanc fixed up for you to
stand behind In No S house, and don t
you be afraid just go in and foot your
horn if you don't sell clam. Put Buck
through as bully as you can pard, for
anybody that knowed him will tell you
that he was the whItest man that ever
was iii the mines. You can't draw it too
strong. He never could stand it to see
things go wrong. He's done more to
make this town peacahie than any man
ia it. I've seen him lick four Greasers
in eleven minutes, myself. If a thing
wanted regulating, he wasn't a man to go
browsing around after somebody to do
it, but he would prance in and regulate
it himself. lie warnt Catholic; but
it didn't make no difference about that
when ii came down to what mans right
| was-and SO when some roughs jumped
the Catholic h0ne-yard and started in to
stake out lots in it, he went for EN- And
he cleaned them 100 was there and
seen it myself.
That was very we'll indeed-at least
the impulse was-whether the act was
strictly defensive or not. Had deceased
any religious convictions? That is to say,
did he feel a dependence upon or acknowl-
edge allegiance to a higher power %
More reflection.
Il reckon you We stumped me again,
pard. Could you say it over once more.
and say it slow? well, to simplify it
somewhat, was he, or rather had he
been, connected with any organization
sequestGred from secular concerns and
I = Il.
of morality p
'All down but nine, set en- up on the
other alley pard.
''What did | unders and you to say ?"
"Why, you re most too many for me,
you know. When you get in with your
left, l hunt grass every time. Every
time you draw your I'll but don seem
to have any luck. Let's have new
deal
How? Begin again.
That's it.
Very well. Was he a good man,
and
THERE see that don't put
up another chip until look at my he nd.
y good man, says you? Pard, it ain t
no name for it. He was the best man
that ever-pard you would have dotted
on him. He could lam any galoot of
his inches in America. 1t was him that
put down the riot last election before it
got a start, and everybody said he was
the only man that could have done it
He waitzed in with trumpet in one
hand and spanner in the other He
sent fourteen en- home or shutter In
less than three miEutes He had that
riot broke and prevented nice before
anybody ever got chance to strike a
blow. He was a great loss to the town.
1t would please the boys if you could
chip in something that would do him
justice, Here once, like when the micks
got to throwing stones through the
Methodist Sunday school windows, Buck
EanShaw, all of his own notion, shut up
his saloon and took a couple of six shoot
ers and mounted guard over the sunday
school. Says he No Irish need applyl"
And they didn't He was the bulliest
man in the mountains, pard. He could
run faster. lamp farther, hit harder. and
hold more tangle foot whisky without
splllagsthan any man in seventeen coun-
ties. Put that in pard; it viii please
the boys more than anything you coald
say. And you can say, pard, that he
never shook his mother. y
Never shook his mother?"
That 5 it-anv of the boys will tell
you so.
+ Well, but why should he shake
her p
That's what [ say-but some people
does
: Not people of any repute %
We'll, some that averages pretty
$780,"
''Iu ny opinion man that would Offer
personal violence to his mother ought
to"
> "Cheese it, pard you've BANKED
t your bail clean out of tie string. What