The Orangeburg news. [volume] (Orangeburg, S.C.) 1867-1875, 1873-07-05
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The louisville Courier:Jownal tells
story of "Uncle John" Tennesseean
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 tribe-a ferocious "bull"
that chawed up and spit out every thing
that came along. Uncle John put up
fifty dollars in specie on his own Tige;
bat if Tige had gone through Ciucina
ii sausage grinder he could scarcely have
looked more ragged than he did when
he came out.
AS went the fest, so went the second
faster, till il seemed as if an nnmerciful
disaster had overtrken Uncle John in
the dog line at last He travelled many
weary niles in sc trch of dog that
could whip that 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 ayowed 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 good luck
would have it, just as he 20, within
few miles Of that inu which had been
the scene of so many disgraceful defeats,
he met backwoodsman driving an OK
team with 4 great, vicious looking wolf
chained behind the wagon. ~
t'l'll give you two dollars and a half
for that critter in hard money proposed
| Uncle Sohu.
Not enough yet" said backwoois.
well, said Uncle john, finally, .tif
you viii Just help strap him behnid my
saddle aud will take fiye dyllars, It's a
.ssetl.
:''lIl "If don't whip that damed tavern
k,sepsr's dog this time, he may t,ke my
hat fora corn basket s@V
As it was quit dark when our hero
reached the inn, he cautiously uhstrap
ped the terrible beast, aud pitching hiu
into deserted out;house, which fortu
nately, stood hard BY, and fastening him
in securely, entered the hotel $3.50
|. I think I We found a dos that can
chaw your'n up this tina,, rcnars h
Uncle John to the majordom9 after,
! passing the salutations.
"you really think you have found
him at last do you ?" chuckled the mas,
ter OF the king of dogs, aud tipping a
sly wink at the crowd, "Well, what do
you say to letting thon together in the
morning. ''''-'' .
All right" said Unela John 'I'm
bound to be off home, early in the morn
ing, but if ycu viii be read directly
after breakfast, 1 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 vioinity was or the qui cice.
Our hero explained that his dos was SO
r'gr"s that he -sas 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 that the other
dog was to be unclaimed and turned n
with him at given signal.
BY daylight 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
outlines-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 iu SO
many hotly contested fights Uncle John
stakcd round hundred against a like
sum Of the na Keepers. "" 81 eaS- s
= Time was called, the ferocious bull
dog sniffsd his Antagonist through the
cracks Of the old barn growled definauce
for moment, and when unclaimed aud
the window onened he III in v;th a..