The true northerner. [volume] (Paw Paw, Mich.) 1855-1920, 1876-05-05

No Irish need apply Bat it didn't
make no difference about that when it
come down to what man s rights was
and so, when some roughs jumped the
Catholic bone yard and started in to stake
out town-lots in it, he aee',t for EN- And
he cleaned 'em, tool / was there, pard,
and seen it myself"
"That was very well indeed-at least
the impulse was-whether the act was
strictly defensible or not. Had deceased
any religious cor yictions That is TO
say, did he feel a dependence upon, or
acknowledge allegiance to higher
powerY"
More reflection.
st reckon yo've stumped me again,
pard. Gould you say it over once more,
and say it slow2"
"Well, 20 simplify it, somewhat, was
he or rather had he ever been connected
with any organization sequestered from
secular concerns and devoted to self-sac-
rifice in the interests of morality2"
"An down but nine-set 'em up on
the other ally, pard."
"What did understand you to say"
"Why, you're most too many for me.
you know. When you get in with your
left 1 hunt grass every time. Every
time you draw, you fill; but don't seem
to have any luck. Let's have new
deal.
"Howg Begin again."
"That's it."
every well Was he a good man
and"
"There, / see that don't put up an
other chip till 1 look at my hand. A
good man, says youa Pard, it amt no
name for it. He was the best man that
ever-pard, you'd have dotted ON that
man. He could lam any galoot of his
inches in America. It was him that put
down the riot last election before it got
a start and everybody said he was the
only man that could have done it. He
waltzed in with spanner in one hand
and trumpet in the other, and sent
fourteen men home on q shutter In less
than three minutes. He had that riot all
broke up and prevented nice before any
body ever got a chance to strike a blow.
He was always for peace, and he would
have peace-he could not stand disturb
ances. Pard, he was great loss to this
town. 1t would please the boys If you
could chip in something like that and do
him justice. Here once when the Micks
got to throwing stones through the Meth
odis' Sunday school windows, Buck Fan
shaw, all of his own notion, shut up his
saloon and took a couple of six-shooters
and mounted guard over the Sunday
school. Says he, No Irish need
apply And they didn't. He was the
bulliest man in the mountains, pard
He could run faster, jump higher, hit
harder, and hold more tangle-foot whisky
without spilling it than any man in sew
enteen counties. Put that In, pard---it'll
please the boys more than anything you
could say. And you can say, pard, that
he never shook his mother"
"Never shook his mother?"
"That's it-any of the boys will tell
you So"
"Well, but why should he shake
her ,"
That's what 1 say--but some people
does" or
Z" Not people of any repute }"
"Wen, some that averages pretty
$780,"
SO In my opinion the man that would
offer personal violence to his own mother,
ought to"
"Cheese it, pard you've banked your
ball clean outside the string. What
was drivin' at, was, that he never ttroa0ed
off on his mother-dont you see? No
indeedy. He give her house to live
in; and town lots, and plenty of money !;
and he looked after her and took care of
her all the time and when she was down
with the small -pox I'm id if he didn't
set up nights and nuss her himself T!
Beg your pardon for saying it, but it
hoped out too quick for yours truly.
You've treated me like gentleman,
pard, and amt the man to hurt your
feelings Intentional. / think you're a
square man, pard. like you, and I'll
lick any man that don't. I'll lick him
till he can't tell himself from last years
corpse Put it there! Another fra
ternal handshake-and exit.
The obsequies were all that "the
boys" 1" could desire. Such q marvel of
funeral pomp had never been seen in
Virginia. The plumed hearse, the dirge-
breathing brass bands, the closed marts
of business, the flags dropping at half
mast, the long, plodding procession of
uniformed secret societies, draped en-
gines, carriages of officials, and citizens
in vehicles and on foot. attracted multi
tudes of spectators to the sidewalks,
roofs and windows and for years after
ward, the degree of grandeur attained
by any civic display in Virginia was de-
termined by comparison with Buck Fan
shaw's funeral.
Scotty Briggs, as o pall-bearer and a
mourner, occupied prominent place at
the funeral, and when the sermon was
finished, and the last sentence of the
prayer for the dead mans soul ascended,
he responded, in low voice, bnt with
feeling
"Amen. No Irish need apply.
AS the bulk of the response was with
out apparent relevancy, II was probably
nothing more than an humble tribute to
the memory of the friend thatwas gone
for, as Scotty had once said, that was
"his word"
Scotty Briggs, in after days, achieved
the distinction of becoming the only
convert to religion that was ever gath
cred from the Virginia roughs and it
transpired that the man who had il in
him to espouse the quarrel of the weak
out of inborn nobility of spirit was no