Weekly Trinity journal., 1872-10-19
RIDING A BULL.

| he saw deacon Smiths bull making at
him. The bull was a vicious animal,
and had come near killing several persons,
consequently Mike felt rather "jubbus.' -
He didn't want to call for help, for he
was naked, and the nearest place from
which assistance could arrive was the
meeting house, which was at that time
filled with worshippers; among them was
the gal that Mike was paying his devours
to. So he lodged the bull, rs the animal
came at him, and managed to catch him
by the tail. He was dragged round until
nearly dead, and when he thought he
could stand it no longer, he made up his
mind he had better hollcr. And now we
will let him tell his own story:
$50, looking at the matter in all its
bearings, | cum to the conclusion I'd
better let some one know where | was.
So gin yell louder than a locomotive
whistle, and it warn't long before | seed
the deacon's two dogs coming down as
if they were seeing which one could get
thar first. | know'd who they were artcr,
they'd jined the bull agin me. So, sez |,
old brindle, ridin' is as cheap as walking
on this route, il you've no objections, I'll
take deck passage on that ar back O
yourn. So l wasn't very long in getting
astride of him. Then if you'd have sworn
that thar warn't anything human in that
thar mix the silc flew 50 orlully, rs the
critter and | rolled round the Geld-one
dog or one side and one on t'othcr, tryin'
to clinch my feet. | prayed an cu>sed
an prayed until couldn't tell what
did at last-and neither warn't Of no use,
they were so oriully mixed up.
Well | reckon rid about haitian hour
this way, when the old brindo thought
it time to stop and take fresh supply of
wind and cool Off SO when he got round
t1 q tree that stood there, he naturally
halted; 50, scz |, old boy, you will loose
one passenger sartin. So just clum up
Il branch kalkerlating to roost till | starry
ed, aforc I'd bo rode round in that ar
way any longer. ! war II maxim tracks
for the top OF the tree, when | heard sun
thin buzzing and making an ortul noise
overhead. | kinder looked up, and if
there wasn't-wcll there's no use wearing
but it was the biggest hornets nest
ever built Eou'N gin in now, Mike,
cause there is no help for you. But an
idea struck me then that | stood Il heap
haitian ,l,,F Vi,1ipf thn Lbll ibnn tXl,o
| was. Soz |, old teler, if you'll hold on
| will lide to next station anyhow, let
that bo whar it will.
SO jest dropped aboard Of him agin
and looked alott to see what | had gained
by changn' quarters; and gentlemen Pm
n liar ii there warn't nigh half u bushcl Of
the singing varmmt5 ready to pitch into
me when the word "go" was given.
Some Of 'em hit the dogs, about a quart
struck me, and the rest charged on old
brindlc.
This time the dogs led of first, dead
bent for the old deacon's, and as soon as
| and brindle could get under way we
followed, and as | was deck passenger
| had nothing to do with steering the
cralt-if had we shouldn't have run that
channel anyhow. But as | said before,
the dogs took the lead-brindle and /
next, the hornets directly alter-the dogs
ycllin', bfindle bellorin', and tho hornets
buzzin and -tingin'.
Well, we had got about two hundred
yards from the house, and the deacon
heard us and cum ont. | seen him hold
up his hand and turn white. | reckon he
was prayin' then, for he didn't expect to
be called for 80 soon, and it warn't long
either afOre the whole congregation
men, women and children come out, and
then all hands went tn yellin'. None Of
them had the first notion that brindle and
belonged to this world. jest turned
my head and passed the whole congrega-
tion. Well, we reached the fence dead
ahead, and | went ahead over the old
critters head, landing on the othor side
and lay stunned.
1t warn't long afore some as amt scared
come running to see whar war; for all
hands thought the bull and | belonged
together. But when brindle walked off
by himself, they seed how it war, and
one Of them said" Mike Fink has got
the worst of scrimmage once in his life"
Gentlemen, from .hat day | dropped
the courtn' business, and never spoke to
n gal since; and when my hunt is up on
this earth, there'Il be no more Finks all
OWN to deacon Smiths brindle bull.