The White Pine news. [volume] (Treasure City, Nev.) 1868-1906, 1875-09-04
A SQUARE FIGHT BETWEEN A sQUATTER
ea e AND HIS WIFE.

te AND HIS WIFE.
A gentleman residing in this city had
occasion a few days since to take Jour
ney down the river and several miles back
from it, using saddle-horse Darkness
overlook him in sparsely settled dis
trict, and asssthe roads were in bad con-
dition, and the evening looked threaten
ing, he halted before a forlorn-looking
hut and asked if he could find lodging.
L reckon you mought,' replied the
long-haired, sorrowful-eyed squatter, af-
ter hesitating moment.
The Vicksburger found little to eat,
and his horse found still less. The SQUAT
ter and his wife were all alone, and they
had but few words for the stranger, and
scarcely spoke to each other When the
evening grew old the traveller camped
down on the floor on blanket, and be-
ing very tired he fell asleep, while the
host and hostess were smoking their
black clay pipes at the other end of the
room. He had slept about two hours,
when the squatter shook him by the
shoulder and said I:
Stranger, I'm powerful sorry to dis
turb We, but I want TO ak favor
y
Vicksburger, as he rubbed his eyes and
sat up.
You like to see far play, don't ye
stranger ?''
Yes, of course
"Wall, mem the old woman can't
agree somehow she's cross and tetchy :;
and guess I'm Ia trif1e ugly Leastwise
we don't hugup worth old boots We've
fit and fit; I'm old and she is chuck full
O. grit, and its about an even thing
anyway
well. I'm sorry" put in the Yicks-
burger, as the squatter hesitated.
g We've been a-balkin' ever since We
cum, stranger, and we've made up to ask
you to hold the candle and to let US 90
in for an old rouser of tight-a regular
sock-dologer- (which shall settle the fuss!
Ii | lick, she'll 90; if she licks, I'll
| travel ~
I'm sorry if there's any trouble, and
| hope you won't fight.
/" We've got to do it, = stranger, replied
the old woman. 81 won't live with q
man who kin lick me, and he's just as
high-born. Sans as good as the run O.
men, but he's lazy and sassy. and he
wants to wear his hat on his ear y
"She's right stranger" said the
squatter, "and this cabin can't hold both
| of us any longer. It's to be squar'
fight no kicking or Clubbing, and we
| won't so back on yer decislon."
| The Vicksburger protested, but the
woman placed a lighted candle in his
hand, and posted him in the door. and
man and wife stepped ont on the ground.
"Suke. I'm going to wallop We right
smart in just four boots and holler r
said the squatter as he pulled up his
| sleeves. HC1 T
Sam. ye don't weigh 'nnff into three
tons J" she replied in d grim voice, and
the battle commenced.
The Vicksburger mentally bet twenty
to one on the man at the start, but in two
minutes he had reduced the odds to ten,
and in two minutes more he was betting
even. The wife was like a wildcat,
springing, lodging, striking and clawing,
and pretty soon her husband stood on the
defensive.
Look out forthe Bengal tiger, Suke!''
he warned as he clawed the air.
8 can whip the boots off n ye, Samn'
she replied, and the battle grew fiercer.
One of the woman's sharp nails struck
the husbands eye and blinded him for
an instant. As he threw up his arms she
seized both hands in his hair, yanked him
down and in another moment had the
"gouge" on him.
Sam, do you cave r. she asked, as
they lay quiet.
That's the dead word, Suke, and I'm
licked man r he mournfully answered.
She let him up, and he turned to the
Vicksburger and inquired:
Stranger, was it a far fight r.
- guess it was"
"Then I'll travel -
He entered the hut, put on his coat
and hat, took up his rifle, and as he came
out. he reached his hand to his wife, and
said
Goodbye Sake, we agreed far and
squar', and here CO." Then turning to
the traveller. he added +: =
Much obleeged, stranger; ye held the
candle plumb far, and ye didn't holler
for either one of us r EfE sIF
And he walked down to the fence,
leaped over, and was soon lost to sight.
"Good 'nuff on the shoot" unused the
wife, as she gazed after him, e. but his
fightin weight is clear down to nuthin =
Vicksburg (Miss.) Herald.