The spirit of democracy. [volume] (Woodsfield, Ohio) 1844-1994, 1875-08-03
FIGHT Fon SUPREMACY,
An Authentic snctient Of Travel
in the Southwest.
From the yieksburg (Miss.) Herald.

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ian the Southwest.
From the yieksburg (Miss.) Herald
A gentleman residing in this city had
occasion few days since to take jour
ney down the river and several miles
back from itusing saddle horse. Dark.
ness overlook him in sparsely settled
district, and as the roads were in bad
condition, and the evening looked threat
ening, he halted before forlorn looking
hut, aud asked if he could find lodging
II reckon you mought,'' replied the
spfrowfui eyed squatter, af
ter hesitatir I q moment.
The VieRsfarger found little to, eat,
and the horse found still less. The
squatter and his wife were all alone, and
they had but few words for the sIran-
ger, and scarcely spoke to each other =
When the evening grew old the traveller
camped down on the door on a 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 mad slept about two hours,
when the squatter shook him by the
shoulder and said
"Stranger, I'm powerful sorry to dis.
turb We, but want to ak favor"
"Yes-yes-what is ?" inquired the
Vicksburger, as he rubbed his eyes and
sat up.
/ "Ye like to see far play, don't ye
stranger ?"
Yes, of course"
"Wall, men the old woman can't agree
somehow; she's cross and tetchy, and
guess I'm a trife ugly. Leastwise We
don't hug up like old boots. We've fit
and fit; I'm old and she's chuck full ol
grit; it's about an even thing"
"Well, / am sorry put in the Vicks
burger, as the squatter hesitated.
We've been a talkin' since We cum
stranger, land we've made up to ask ye to
hold the candle and to let us 60 in Tor ar
old rouser of a fght--a reg'lar old sock
dolager, which shall settle our fuss! i
l lick, she'll go if she licks, I'll travel ;
"Pm sorry if there's any trouble, and
I hope you won't fight"
We've got to do it, stranger" replied
the old woman. 81 won't live with :
man who kin lick me, and he's just a.
high-born. Sans as good as the run o.
men, but he's lazy and sassy, and h'
wants to wear his hat on his ear"
"She's right, stranger" said the squat
ter: sand this cabin can't hold both o
us any longer. It's to be squar figh
no kicking or clubbing, and we won
go back on yer decision"
The Vicksburgher protested, but thu
woman placed lighted candle in hi
hand, and posted him in the door, ant
man and wife stepped out on the ground
"Suke, I'm going to, wollop ye righ
smart in just four boots and holler 7
said the squatter, as be pushed up hi
sleeves.
Sam, ye don't weigh 'nuff into thre
tons !" she replied, in grim voice, ant
the battle commenced.
The Vicksburger mentally bet twent.
to one on the man at the start, but in tw'
minutes he had reduced the odds to ten
and in two minutes more he was betting
even. The wife was like wild CAT
springing, dodg ging striking and clawing
and pretty soon her hus5 band had to stan'
on the defensive.
"Look out for the Bengal tiger, ,Suke,
he warned, as he clasped the air.
II can whip the boots often ye, Sam,
she replied, and the battle grew fercer.
! One of the woman's sharp nails strucl
the husbands eye and blinded him 70
an instant. AS he threw up his arms sh
seized both hands into his hair, yankee
him down, and in another moment ha,
the "gouge" on him
s:Sam. do ye cave?" she asked, as b.
lay quiet.
s.That's the dead wood, Suke, and In
a licked man y he mournfullv answered
She let him up, and he turned to tn
Vicksburger and inquired:
i "Stranger, was it fair fought 7"
Il guess ~ was
Il 'sThen traveli'
i He entered the hut, put on his Goa
and at,took up his rifle, and as he cam
out reached his hand to his wife, AM
!, said eHee
"GooG- bye, Suke We agreed far an
squar, and l go!'' Then, turning to th
, traveller, add ed:
"Much obleeged, ,stranger-ye held th
, candle plumb far, and ye didn't holle
for either of us.
And he walked down to the fence
t leaped over, and was soon lost to sigh
i "Good nuff on the shoot" mused tn
J wife as she gazed after him; "but hi
} fighting Weights clear run DOWN t
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