The Portland daily press., 1874-08-13
From the st. Louis Republican
Catching o Tartar.

There were four of them and they were
Young bloods; young bloods. You have seen
a young blood. He is the son of Ia father
AMI his father is rich. He is called yUvaig
blood because he bleeds the old man. The
young blood tolls not, neither does he spin
but his head spins once in while. Well,
there were four of them. 1t was Sunday
night. They had been out to Rinkle's and
were coming home, on the st. Charles rock
road They sat in two-seated buggy, drawn
by dasnlns span of bays. Presently they
came 10 the iafse open common at the inter
section OF the rock load and Kings high way.
Here an episode occurred You have all
seen an episode.
1t is something sudden.
And so unexpected.
1t seizes you with amaze;Lent. Tranfixes
you with awe. In this instance the episode
mashed your nose.
A countryman was driving home in a lowly
truck-wagon drawn by an aged and methodi-
cal gray horse The young bloods came
dashing up with their prancing bays. The
young bloods were beery.
But the countrynan had about two drinks
of whiskey in him and hence had the adyan-
tage.
A gill of whiskey contains the same amount
of fight as a gallon of beer, and then it is so
| much handler and less cumbersome.
The young beods drew rein and the coun-
tryman hollered whoa! The y. b. asked the
C. if he could tell them where they were 60
ing.
The profane C. told them ''to hel.'
Then one OF the y. b.said YOU'RE blanked
liar"
At this the countryman laid down his lines
and got out of his truck wagon right into the
middle of the road, and made speech as fol-
lows: "You roosters has lit on the wrong
| fence. Just one of you stay in the wagon
l,olI tba md ha har oft
| right out here. ken lay all the dust between
| here and town with ye. Oh! Pm the feler
| that can keep the flies off. Pm better than
any muskeeter bar. Just one OF you hold
| them horses-my old mare I'll stand without
hitchin-and the balance jst waltz to Joseph
| right tere now. Come on! git out!! aud
| the irate countryman announced his frm be-
lief in the canine parentage OF the young
| bloods. Then he danced and pranced up ana
| down the road and kicked at the horses ears
| and gyrated his long arms, and threw his old
/ slouch hat high up in the air. "Oh, I'm a
| catamount, am. like to be stopped in the
middle of the road, do. Pm four-year-od
bull pawin' up big clods right out OF the
ground, am. Pm whole menagerie OF
royal Bengal tigers, and cage full Of grizzly
bears. I've fit in the ring, have. Git out
here! Git out, say, and I'll show you whar
you're goin'p'
Then three of the young bloods pulled oil
their coats and accepted the pressing invita-
ton. The other sat in the buggy and held
the horses. He was the lucky one. He could
90 to see his girl the next night, if be wanted
10, and not have to tell lher he had been out
to the baseball match and got hit with the
ball. The best place in that vicinity was in
the buggy, holding tae horses,
Well, the three bounded out. Then the
countrymah set those long arms going, and
the three Immediately imagined that the hot
| spell had brought on tornado, accompanied
by an earthquake and enlivened by rapid
strokes of lightning.
That countryman seemed to have about Ill
teen fists.
ell tell you whar you're goin'," he yelled
as the first of the three tried to climb over the
fence on his east ear.
s'That's whar you're goin';' he shrieked
as the second of the three executed bach
somersault in the ditch.
CAN this is the way for you to travelp' be
yelled, as the last of the three tried to balanc'
himself on his nose in the middle OF the road
He started for the lucky fellew who was il
the wagon holding the horses, but the luck,
fellow let the horses go and got out Of tn
way.
| Then he made another speech as follows
"Oh, I'm an earthquake. am. I'm volca
: no right from the bowels of the earth. Civ
: me some more nuts to crack! Give me room
Give me some more raw meat to chaw up!'
, The three slid off behind the fence, dow
to where number four sat holding the horses
and then slid softly into that buggy, ana tn
; buggy slid quietly into town, and then tn
, three slid furtively into drug store. Inc.
had been out to see the base ball match ant
S cot hit with the ball. They knew where the,
: were going during the balance OF that Trip
AT ali events they did not inquire OF any NOR
d countrymen, quietly driving home IN thei
: truck wagons.