The Orangeburg news. [volume] (Orangeburg, S.C.) 1867-1875, 1873-07-05
How Uncle John Won His Dog.
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The louisville Courier:Jomnq1 tells
story of "Uncle john" Tenuesseean
who was ambitious to stand at head in
every Department of the sporting pro-
fession. He succeeded in everything
but one.
The Spartan inn, keeper had the king
dog OF all his tribc-a ferocious "bull"
that chawed up and spit out every ing
that came along Uncle John put up
fifty dollars in specie on his own Tige;
but if Iige had gone through Cincina
ii sausage grinder he could scarcely have
looked more ragged than he die when
he came out.
As wen; the fest, so went the second,
faster, till it seemed as if an unmerciful
disaster had overtuken. Uncle John in
the dog line at last. He travelled many
weary .ailes in Sc trch of dog that
could whip that tavern keepers dog, but
all to no purpose. He was losing his
money fast, and, worse than all he was
losing his temper and patience Faith
in the motto, "Try, try again had almost
deserted him.
He went out on what he avowed was
his last hunt, and was nearing Sparta on
his return late one afternoon, gloomy
and detected for he hadn't found the
right animal yet, when as saod luck
would have it, just as he got within
few miles of that inn which had been
the scene of so many disgraceful defeats,
he met backwoodsman driving an OK
team with great, vicious looking wolf
chained behind the wagon.
"l'll give you two dollars and half
Tor that crittcr in hard money proposed
! Uncle Sohu.
| Not enough yet" said backwools
'Weil,' said Uncle John, finally, s'if
you will Just help strap him beiinid my
saddle aud viii take i've d,llars, it's
! trads ysa g - sssaa aS
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"If | don't whip that damed tavern.
h,erer's dog this time, he may tskc my
hat iora corn basket $500
AS It was quit dark when our hero,
reached he inn, he cautiously unstrap
ped the terrible beast, aud pitching hin
into a deserted out t-hluse, which fortu,
nately, stood hard by, aud fastening him
IN securely, eutercd the hotel. "
II think I've found a dog that can
chaw yourn up this tinn," rc.nark ID
| Uncle John to the majordom, after
passing the salutations
"You really think you have found
him at last do you ?" chuckled the mas
ter OF the king of dos., and tipping
sly wink at the crowd, "Well, what do
you say to letting than together in the
morning.
An right" sail Unelo John. "I'm
bound to be off home. early in the morn
ing, but if you will be read directly
after breakfast, | won't mind giving you
just one more turn, anyhow
The rumor soon spread through the
village Of Spart that great dog fight
was to come of next day at sun rise, and
the whole vi,inity was or the gui cice.
Our hero explained that his dos was SO
rig'"S that he was compelled to keep
him closely confined
Blamed said he, "if I bloovo he
knows his own master yit.,
So it was arranged that his dog was
to remain in the out housc-an old crib
or barn, By the way-and tha, the other
dog was to be unclaimed aud turned in
with him at given signal.
BY dnylisht everybody was up and
ready for the fray The old barn in
which Uncle Johns dog was shut up
was so dark at the hour that only his
outlncs-just enough to Indicate that
he was ga sho nuff dog"-could be de-
tected Bets ran high, the odds being
all in favor of the great victor 10 so
many hotly contested fights Uncle John
stakcd round hundred against like
sum of the inn Keepers 81
Time was called, the ferocious bull
dog shifted his antagonist through the
cracks of the old barn growled defnauce
for a moment, aud when unclaimed aud