The weekly register. [volume] (Point Pleasant, Va. [W. Va.]) 1862-1909, 1875-09-09
ALVEY incident orTrayel in the
South.

Journey w" - s'e
miles back from it, using saddle
horse. Darkness overlook him in a
sparsely settled district, and the roads
we're in a bad condition, and the eve
ming looked threatening, he halted
before a forlorn hut and asked if he
couldn't find lodging.
81 reckon ye mought,7 replied the
long-haired, sorrowful-eyed squatter,
after hesitating a moment.
The yicksburger foundlittle to eat
and his horse still less. The squat
ter and his wife were all alone, and
they had but a few words for the
stranger, and scarcely spoke to each
other. When the evening hadg grown
old the traveller campeddown on the
floor on a blanket, and being very
tired he fell asleep, while host and
hostess were smoking their black
CLAW pipes in the other end of the
room. He had slept about two
hours, when the squatter shook him
by the shoulder and said:
stranger, I'm powerful sorry to
disturb ye, but I want to AK a favor"
@Yas-yas-what is it," inquired
the vicksburger, as he rubbed his
eyes and sat up.
aye like to see fair play, don't ye
stranger"
eyes, Of course"
wall, men the old woman can't
agree; somehow she's cross and tetchy,
and 1 guess I'm trihe ugly. Least
wise, we don't hug up worth old boots.
We've fit and fit. Pm old, and she's
chuck full o grit, and it's about an
even thing
@Well, I'm Sorry" put in the
Vicksburger. as the squatter hesita-
ted.
@We'ye been a-talking since We cum
stranger, and we've made up to ask
We to hold the candle and let us goin
for an old rouser of ight-reg'lar
socdologer-which will settle our fuss.
III lick, she'll go, and if she licks,
I'll travel"
"rm sorry if there's any trouble
and hope you won't fight
@Wc've got to do it, stranger" re-
piled the woman, q won't live with
man who can lick me, andhe's just
as high born. Sans as good as the
run omen, but he's lazy and sassy,
and he wants to wear his hat on his
earl"
She's right, stranger" said the
squatter, "and this cabin can't hold
both Of US any longer. It's to be a
squar fght-no kicking Or clubbing,
and we won't go back on yer decis-
ion"
The Vicksburger protested, but the
woman placed a lighted candle in his
hand and posted him in the door, and
the man and wife stepped out on the
ground.
"sukc, I'm going to wallop yc RICH;
smart in Just four boots and a hol-
ler!l" said the squattcr, as he pushed
up his sleeves.
Sam. ye don't weigh 'nuf, unto
three tons!" she replied in a grim
voice, and the battle commenced.
The Vicksburger mentally bet
twenty to one the on theman at the
start, but in two minutes he had re-
duced the odds to ten, and in two
minutes more he was betting even.
The wife was like 4 wild cat, spring
ing lodging, striking and clawing,
and pretty soon her husband had to
stand on the defensive.
"Look out for the Bengal tiger,
Suke,r he warned, as he clawed the
air.
lean whip the boots off'n We SAM
she replied, and the battle grew fer
Ger.
One Of the woman's sharp nails
struck the husband in the eye, and
blinded him for an instant. As he
raised up his arms she seized both her
handsintohis hair, yankedhim down,
and in another moment had the
"gouge" on him.
Sam, doy caye?" she asked as
they lay quiet.
That's the dead-wood, Sukc, and
I'm licked mani" he mournfully
answered.
She let him up, and he turned to
the Vicksburger and inquired:
.:Strannnr was Il \ FIR fourht2"