The Somerset herald. [volume] (Somerset, Pa.) 1870-1936, 1876-09-13

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"1'm gentleman. and my nam
is Junius Brutus Boyle
And my name is George Wasl
ington kosciusko Peter Bonapar.
Solomon job Slimcum, and YOU
better mind what you're about
" i will, thank you understan,
that you ere pretty considerable Of
fellow
" Sir, you air a rutber free an'easl
sort OF euss rutbcr too foyrard.'
Yes. oh yes. Knight be as still
as the north pole, or as distant as tw,
mile-stones; but then, you know, th,
other is my ,roy'
4 "Wa'll. Sir, don't like your way.
no? How queer, Well, | won
be disobliging, aud give YOU per
mission to lump it, them
I" Six, You air-you are sassy
for'd better curb them propepsii,tde
Of yourn,'
"Just 50. You have apropsnsihtde
| understand, to consider yourself o
great mann
Sir, you are imperdent3
/ as Take care, Sir!' shouted Boyle
i won't stand any insult
'Sho. What4l you do?'
Do? III fight you; III blow YOU
to the other end Of nowhere
'Ho! ho. Kin yo,s fight? sneered
the giant, now on his feet, rocking
back and forth, his gaunt bony hands
opening and shutting as ifthey were
in contrct with an electrical battery.
Hal hol you'd better b. keerful, you
had kio Gu. a cent in half, | kin.
'Ha. ho.' laughed Boyle, imitat-
ing the bully I'm sufferin' turrible
to see you de it. I'd ruther have a
shot than a sugar-plum from such a
fre-eater as you
'Wa'al, Sir, I've got a material
tack with firearms; kin fight with
any thin from a cambric needle to a
42-pounder : aud he tbumped the ia
BILE, upsetting :he glasses, and glared
down on Boyle. sure that be had
frustrated him, bet, and no mistake
nuther,' as our nasal friend observed
under his breath.
"But he lost his bet, for, bold as
Mars or Baron Munchausen, Boyle
Immediately exclaimed, 'Jingo, you
don't say sol | thought you had
about as much real courage as one
could put in a homeopathic pill.
Come out now, my fine cock ofthe-
walk, and give US a touch Of ycur
qualityi'
Wall Lawful sakes!' calculated
the colonel /; you can't fight at night,
What a hyastical idee,'
"0h yes, you can. Nonsense! I'll
manage it. We'd take two lanterns,
stand back TO back. then each walk
away twenty PAGES, wheel round, and
fre.'
"'Darned if dol Amt going to
be dingdonged into stan'in' up ike a
consumed fool in q dark night You
jest wait till to-morrer'
" Or the ffty-third week Of this
year. No, sirl' thundered BOYLE,
stamping his foot, which, ike Mother
Carey's chickens, was the sure pre-
cursor of storm-no sir! You shall
fight nolc' | should never have Ia
ken the slightest notice of you if |
had not been told of your cowardly
bullying CT women and little children
Don't stand incoming therel Ia one
minute more | shall box your large
ears, and then flap you over the head
with this horsewhip;' and he seized
one standing ia the corner.
The world did not appear to go
upon double jointed casters Just then
with George Washington Kosciusko,
and the rest. His little angry eyes
went blinking round the room, he
teetcred up and down upon bis heels
and toes, he moistened his dry lips
with his tongue, and his hands work
ed more nervously than ever, as be
a look of scornful, half sur
rpised derision on the faces of some
of the Jerseymen. But a glance at
bis cbalenger's determined visage
showed him that there was no deliv-
erance TO be hoped for, and be shuf-
fed out of the room, followed by
Boyle and the rest of US, who did
not mean to lose sight of him We
obtained two old muskets, and well
knowing that our man would take !
sure aim and FIRE, whatever the other
lid, we loaded them only with pow
Ter, communicating this little ruse 70
DO one. for Boyle would have fought !
Is all in turn if be mad discovered it. |
"0ut We went into the dark and /
onely road In solemn silence we
placed the combatants back to back /.
ieorge Washington, etc, having
frightened sighs enough to I
rave driven sloop from its mooriDgs.
We gave them each a lighted lantern,
md with an emphatic one, two, threel |
hey started upon their twenty PAGES |
We all counted, and at the twentieth /
Judly called, Stop
Boyle wheeled round, as we could
ust discern by the dim light 0: bis
sntern, but George Washing ton
Soseiusko Peter Benaparte Solomon
lob Slimeum kept on walking
" 'Hallool' cried Boyle; haven't
-ou got twenty PAGES yeiT
''No answer; bot the walking, as
We could see by the swinging of the
antern, had turned into prodigious
.rides. Tue next moment the light
vas extinguished.
"Hallo.- shouted Bowie again.
Stop. you villain-stop. Yah wfir-
90. You scoundreR YOU miserable
Bang went his gun, and we all
made o simultaneous rush down the
cad; but, like snowflake in the
iver,' George Washington, etc, had /
eEanished > and from that day to
his be was never more seen in
shrewsbury"
The story was told amidst shouts
nd screams of laughter from the OIL
ers and US women, and if that fire.
ater, little Boyle, ever sees the ae
cunt of kis duel here, know that be
nd Admiral Porter will forgive me
Or telling it again.