The Pulaski citizen. [volume] (Pulaski, Tenn.) 1866-current, 1875-07-22
A FIGHT FOR SUPREMACY.
An Authentic Incident OF Travel In Tn
EamtfaV west

] S0AAANNGSLs
A gentleman residing in this city had
occasion a few davs since to make g
| journey down the river and several
miles back from it. using a saddIe-horse.
| Darkness overlook him in a sparseIy
settled district, and as the roads were in
a bad condition and the evening looked
| threatening, he halted before a foTlorn-
looking hut, and asked if he could find
lodgings.
&c I reckon ye mouoht," replied the
| long haired. sorrowful-eYed squatter,
after hesitating for q moment.
The Vicksburger found little to eat
and his horse found still less. The
squatter 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 tn =
traveller camped down on the floor on
| blanket, and being very tired he fell
| asleep while 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
"Strauger, I'm powerful sorry to dis
turb We, but I want to ak favor.
" Yes-yes-whati is it?' inquired the
Vicksburger, as he rubbed his eyes and
sat ur.
eye like to see far play, don't ye.
STRANGER ?"
eyes. of course"
Wall, men the old woman can't
agree; somehow she's cross and tAtchy,
and I guess I'm a trife ugly. Least
wise, we don't hing up worth ole boots
We've fit and fit; I'm old and she's
chuck full O. grit, and it's about an even
thing i''
"WeI, I'm sorry" put in the Vicks-
burger, as the squatter hesitated.
"We've been a-balkin' since We cum,
stranger. and we've made up to ask We
to hold the candle and let us go in for
an old rouser OF a fght-a reg'lar old
sockdolager. which shall settle our fussi
If I lick, she'll go; if she licks, I'll
travel p
"pm sorry if there's any trouble, and
1 hope YOU won't fight.
sc We've got to do it, stranger" " re-
piled the woman, " I won't live with
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 wants
to wear his hat on his ear -
"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 decision r.
The VicksburRer protested, but the
woman placed a lighted candle Ia his
hand, and posted him in the door. and
man and wife stepped out on the ground.
"Suke, I'm going to wallop ye right
smart in just four boots and a holler !"
said the squatter as he pushed up his
sleeves.
"Sam, ye don't weigh 'nuff into three
tons I" she replied in a grim voice,
and the battle commenced.
The Vicksburger mentally bet twenty
to one on the man as 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 wild
cat, springing, lodging, striking. and
elawing, and pretty soon her husband
had to stand on the defensive.
Look out for the Bengal tiger.
Suke - he warned as he clawed the air,
&c can whip the boots of a ye. Sam r.
she replied, and the battle grew ieroeF.
One of the woman's sharp nails struck
the husbands eye and blinded him for
au instant AS he threw up his arms
she seized both her hands into his hair,
yanked him down, and in another mo-
ment had the "gouge" on him.
"Sam, do ye cave? she asked as
they lay quiet.
''That's the dead-wood. Suke, and
I'm licked mani" he mournfully an
swered.
She let him up, and he turned to the
Vicksburger and inquired
Stranger, was it far fought ?"
" I guess it was -
"Then travel p
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:
GOOD bye, Sukel We agreed far
and squar'. and here [ go !" 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 !"
And he walked down to the fence,
leaped over, and was soon lost to sight.
"Good ruff on the shoot, " unused the
wife as she gazed after him, "but his
fighting weight is clar run down to
nuthin l'- V9cksb1tr0 Herald.