The anti-monopolist. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1874-1878, 1874-07-16
hesitatingly plunged into the river and
STRUCK OUT FOR TIE HORSE.


STRUCK OUT FOR TIE HORSE.
This reckless and energetic persistence
on the part of the enemy was evidently
unexpected to the broncho. He gazed for
few moments at the jack, as he rose to
the surface and began swimming-gazeda as
though thunderstruck at the fearful energy
displayed by the little beast-then tossing
his tail aloft and giving tremendous
snort, he dashed away down the river at
the top Of his speed.
The jack was soon over the narrow
stream. On landing he snuffed the ground
moment, then raising his head and catch
ing glimpse of the fleeing horse, away he
sped in keen pursuit
A bend in the river soon hid the ami
mails from view. As the men were still
standing gazing after them, great crash
was heard. More than one voice then
oried "The gulch! the gulch! By
Heaven they have both gone into leuiis1sl
Gulch!" @etas N
What was referred to as sDevH s
was narrow ravine. with rock
dicular walls which put into
about so yards below the bank. It M
Something fell into the gull
cried the man, "and it must h4sss 0een
ther the horse or jack, or both"
All now started for crossing some dis
lance up the river, in order to go down the
other shore and see what had happened.
Joggles, who had before this descended
from the roof Of his house, now came puff
fing and blowing across lots, and joined the
party from the river, fifteen or twenty men
in all, as they came from several claims.
"D-NA JAcKAss, ANYHOW"
was all that Joggles said as he came up
with the crowd. As all knew his feelings,
no one said a word.
"D-n a jackass +" he several times
muttered as they moved down the river
after having crossed over
Rounding the bend, they came in full
view Of the gulch. There, upon its rocky
brink, stood the jack. " it'll outstretched
neck he was gazing intently into the chasm
below. His ears were looped forward, as
though to shade his eyes and give him .
clearer view Of what lay at the bottom of
the gulch. The sound Of approaching foot
steps at length attract his attention. Turn
ing his head and seeing the party drawing
near, he moved back from the brink ofthe
precipice, gave his tail flourish, and ut
tered series of triumphal yee-haws ="
Looking down into the chasm the men
beheld lying at the observation-disclosures in
death-Old Pizen, the fighting horse Of the
Stanislaus. His head was doubled under
him his neck was broken.
When he came up out of the gulch, after
having ascertained this fact, Joggles was
deadly pale. Drawing and cooking his
shooter, he advanced toward the party
and said: (" John P. Jones,
YoU KNowED WHAT THAT yAcKAss WAS.
Don't speak. Let no man here speak
word"
With this he turned suddenly to where
the jack stood with head down, moping
sleepily, and sent bullet through his
brain. The beast fell without moan,
when Joggles advanced and deliberately
emptied the conten ts Of his revolver into
its carcass. He then seized it by the ears,
dragged it to the brink OF the precipice,
and tumbled it down upon the body Of the
old broncho, saying:
GAS you are the only thing that ever
whipped him, d-n me, you shall lie and
rot with Old Pizen-Old Pizen, the Fitin
H oss of the Stanislaus."