The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1876-03-23

most all the other, 'cept one small bite
you measured off for me. And was
company, Jennie. Christian Union.
Obed's Story.
ssFive year ago, when [ jest come ter
Truckee, a-minin was pretty nigh played
out but the woods round waz full of
bars, SO I took ter huntin' EN-. It's
mighty onsartin' bizness, but I've been
pretty lucky haint lost no bars yit,
nor haint got 'chawed up, ez most
bar-hunters do afore they've ben at it
ez long ez me.
CT got me couple of bnll-purps to
start with, but / soon found out the
bIooded dorgs warn't no account in
bar hunt. You see they close right In
with bar, and the konsiquens is, they
don't last no time. Mongrels is what
yer want in bar hunt; no account
dorgs is the ones to worry bar power
ful-snappin' and snarlin' and bitin' in
the rear is more n Il bar can stan by
considerable. You see it confuses 'em
SO, that they naturally take to tree,
and then you hev got EN-. Why, Squire,
the hardest fight ever had with black
bar was right here, and the biggest one
1 ever killed shot on the crotch er that
beech thar" (pointing to large tree
close at hand). "I'll tell yer about it eff
yer like, ez soon ez light my pipe"
The pipe being lighted, Obod COM
menced as follows
g It was morpin' in November. I
hadn't slep' much all night, and along
jest afore daylight heerd Pete yelp.
CT knowed from the sound that he
waz on Their track O. somethin', 80 I got
up and dressed and went out ter see
what it waz. Putty soon I heerd him
ag'in down in these woods, so Itook old
Kaintuck and started.
tJest after daylight, [ struck bars
trail in thet same corn-feld we come
through this afternoon / see plenty of
places, too, where he'd helped himself to
Their corn. / follard the tracks till I got
well inter these woods, and then waited
for Pete ter speak again. In little
while [ heerd him yelp, and know'd
by the sound he'd got the bar freed, an
he'd stay by it till I got thar. I stepped
along putty lively, though I didn't keer
to hurry much, and [ got ter jest about
where you're sittin' afore / seed the
dorgs. There old Pete was, a-standin'
straight up on his hind-legs, with his
forepaws braced agin' the tree, lookin'
at the bar, and ev'ry few minutes yellin
'Obed!' ez plain ez anybody could
say it.
"Well, Squire, that waz the crossest-
lookin' bar I ever seed, an I knowed
tibet I should hev trouble with him az
I sot eyes on him cause, yer see. Their
dorgs had got him riled cpar through.
He waz SO mad, he didn't seem ter take
no notice O. me, SO crep' round ter
whar could git fair shot. Yer see, in
shootin' bar, eff yer can put bullet
right in behind the fore-shoulder, ten
ter one one shots huff So I crep'
round till I got jest the position wanted,
and then I drew old Kaintuck on him.
He kinder looked round at me when
I fred, and then settled down on ter
tibet big limb thar, as though he was de-
tarmined to stick thar. So I fred once
more the critter jest give low growl,
and Rugged it all the closer.
ST he'd to fire ag'in afere he dropped,
and ez quick as he struck the ground
the dorgs made for him but, bless yer,
quicker'n 1 hev took ter tell yer, three
O. them dorgs waz dead. Pete waz the
only live one lett. I never see bar
tibet could handle his paws as thet one
did they made me think O. tibet wind
mill down in the MERGED valley, more'n
ennything I ever seed afare.
.'tPete knowed better 'ern ter tackle
tibet critter; he jest sot and watched
ev'ry motion-ez known ez emmy man
would "a done; and eff he seed the bar
look toward where he waz a-sittin', he'd
'ki-yi like all possest, and put inter the
woods. Wal, seed couldn't do nothin'
with ther dorg, SO made up my mind
to go for the critter myself. T drawed
my knife and started toward him; but
afore I got within six feet of him, he ri7
up an hit me a lick with one of his paws,
thet knocked me more'n ten feet, and
sent my knife whar I never hev seed il
ter this day. Nor I haint never found
out how he done it either, for It was die
SO awful quick. When I come to, the
bar lay thar dead. I hunted for my
knife awhile, an then went back ter the
settlement, an got some of the boys tel
come out an help me carry the crittel
home, for t was the biggest black b'a1
ever killed in Truekee. Ny head didn'
get over kin for q month AFTER tibet
J though / never should hev got hin
} ennyway, eff it hadn't ben fur Pete;-
| an ter think that dorg tibet knowed e.
| much ez Pete should hev ben and gon
) an got kicked ter de'th by a mule at last
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