Shenandoah herald. [volume] (Woodstock, Va.) 1865-1974, 1876-04-06

to her I'd laugh iat death, an help ye
to fix The ROBE, bet7wben Ithink Q that
darling-old soui I git weaker'n woup
ded antelope. ~ tell .yes felierssI I've bin
tuff cuss eyers sense I struck out fuf
these mountains, and spose the world
Ii be better thout me in it. My old
lnother'll suffer, I know that, for I'm
sher only kid an hey sent her. every
ounce O. dust thet could spare, an its
all she's had to live on She's bin a
good I'm to me, God bless her, an I'm
sorry heveu't lived so't | can camp
with her up thar (raising his fearful
eyes toward Heaven, and boys won't
some O yer write to her, Tom Kirk
thar Knows whar she lives, an tell her
| got let out by an Injun, or pegeed
out nat rally. For Gods sake don't let
her know | was strsngled. The news
'ud kill her. But then III cheese tbs
CAB or yell think I'm weakening, an
the man don't live as can skeer Tiger
Jim. Elevate me boys, jist as quick as
ye.please. I'm ready when you are. =
During this recital Ji.n's eyes were
filed with tears, and close observer
would heye detected silent weeping up
on all sides. That magic word mother
had awakened tender recollections IN
the breasts of every one of those hardy
naountaineers. Men who could face
death in any shape without a particle
of feeling, did not try to hide their
tears at the mention. Of that sacred
nan e, motterl How sweet it sounded
in their ears. It carried them back to
the happy days in the past when they
were blessed with the love OF parents
before the Unsuitable thirst tor gold had
led them into these mountain wilds.-
Not word was spoken for few secs
onds, and then old Job drew his horny
hand across bis watery eyes, and SAID
in husky voice:
e'Tige, ye wudn't break an oath wud
yer
'sNo, Job Dawson, not tor friend OF
foe. Thar amt boy in the hills as
can say thet Jim ever went bank on
even his given word. I'm rough an
an do sum mitey wicked things, but
when 1 say thing ye can gamble every
dollar you've got omit bein' straight.
"Wall, Tige, We had intended to
swing ye an ye deserve swingin, but l
can't git rid O that mother chinnin'
ye give US. spect the old ladys set
her heart on SEEM We again, an is
wearin' her old eyes out lookln for
ye. I've got an.old mother myself, an
tho I heven't sot eyes on her sence ~,
her picter's right hyar in my heart, an
it's a pleadin' for your old CONAN,
Tige. It's rough, an'--lemme see
yes, darned eff I don't du it. Jack cut
them ar strings SOS he can git his hans
loose. Thar, thet's it. Now, Tige,
hold up yer right hand and eff ever ys
swore strong do it now. Do you swar
by the great God, an yer blessed old
mother, that eff this court discharges ye
veil lite rite out fur the States, an go
hum to the old lady an love her an
comfort her as long as she stays out
heaven Do ye swar to this, Tlge,
before Almighty God an this court?
i do, Job, an thar's ny fist on it
Put 'er thar, I swsr it anil pull stakes
right off,
Then ye're released on them terms,
an the boys'll help ye git yer traps
down to the station, but mind, l tell
ye, Tige, eff yer ever caught in the hills
agin yell &C up a tree. Fellers, the
courts over an the prisoner discharged.
And big CemaDche Bill, who stood
back in the crowd, drew his pistol and
said: 9is
amen. and any snoozer that says
Jobs law ant level has got to fight me
right hyar.
When the Union Pacific train was
about to leave Laramie the following
day, a number of 5nountaineers might
have been seen shaking hands and bid
ding farewell to buckskin clad com
panlon who stood upon the rear plat
form of the train. The citizens of the
place paid no attention to their move
nlents, as it is an every day occurrence
for some miner, who has either struck
it rich and made his pile, or has had
bad luck and become Discontinued, to
embark for the States. The traveller
was Tiger Jim; and as the train flew
past Fort Saunders and began tie
ascent of the Black Hills range, he
gazed upon the distant peaks, clad in
their garments of eternal snow, and his
breath came hard as he muttered:
Its hard to leave We old hills, but it's
either the States or necktie festival for
me, an then | Il stick to that cast,iron
oath O jobs eff it takes the ha'r off.
WYoaING KIr.
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