Wood County reporter. [volume] (Grand Rapids [i.e. Wisconsin Rapids], Wis.) 1857-1923, 1876-01-06
The Wrong "SneOZer.',

J employees Of the Ophir Company found
an intoxicated man sleeping off his over
allowance of tarantula juice" among
the shavings in one Of the temporary shops
near the works. They had some trouble
in getting the fellow aroused, and more
in getting him to comprehend where ne
was, or rather that he was not in a place
where he legitimately belonged.
It was determined by the men who
found the booty party that they would
| give him such fright that he would
never again venture within mile Of the
works. Therefore, they told their man
that they had positive orders to kill any
person found about the works after dark.
They said it was thing they did not
| like to do, but the works had lately been
destroyed by fire and the company We're
not in humor to take any more chances
their orders were imperative.
The man tried to beg off, saying that he
did not know how he came into the she'd,
and swearing by all that was good and
bad ne meant no harm, but all would not
do
He was seized and dragged some dis
lance up the Hill toward the Masonic
Cemetery, to place in the open country
where five or six rified cannon belonging
to the Nevada Artillery have been stand
ing since the day of the fire. Two stout
men then seized the trembling snoozer,"
and placing his head in front Of the muz-
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but three minutes to live, as they were
about to blow his head off.
Again the man begged for mercy, say
ing that he had only taken q drop too
much and got into the shed he knew not
how, bit certainly without any evil inten-
| tons. .r-y-s.." = '-. u
Said O. man who had taken his place
at the breech of the gun, and was taking
some matches from his vest pocket: IF
you have any word to leave for wife, an
old father and mother or any friend or
relative you Will do well to make known
your wishes.''
Ct reckon hain't got airy wife or old
father or mother or anybody else as
cares chaw of to hacker about me-
"Well, but have you no dying wish, no
dying request?"
Wall, now you talk. Mout l make
request?'''
You may, and be quick about it."
lighting a match, as when | apply this
match to the touch-hole Of this gun off
goes your head. You have a request to
make?''
Stranger, hev."
"Out with it, then. We can't fool
with you all night when there may be
other fire bugs prowling about the works. :"
g kin hev my last request, them"
You can"
You won't go back on me?''
mo"
Whatever I ak you'll grant?"
Don't say so? Let's hear your dy-
ing request, or dab goes a match into this
powder ard off goes your headp
well, then, as | have your word as a
gentleman, my last and only desire is that
you'll set me at the other end of tn gun
before yer stick that match inter it's touch
hole"
4" Too thinp' cried all hands. Good,
but too thin! You don't get off that
wayr'
" On, hop said the snoozer, "you go
back on yer wurd, du yer? Yer don't
know who I am, reckon. You don't
know you've picked up Bill Slicer from
the Muddy Fork Of the MohicanI" And
suddenly shaking himself free Of the hold
of the men who held his arms he reached
down into the top of his right boot and
brought out a revolver nearly as large as
a Calling gun.
ooh, hop cooking his formidable
shooting iron, "go back on your word
90 back on my dyin' request? Now I
know the kind Of men I've got to deal
with-infernal liars and murderersr'
Half this speech had not been conclud
ed-indeed, the pistol had hardly clicked
before there was a wild scattering Of
the little party of practical jokers.
They ran behind the groups OF cannon,
bounded over the cemetery fence toward
the shelter of the tombstones, and in
short rolled and tumbled in all direc-
| tons.
"Oh, hop cried Old Bill, "why don't
yer stand by yer gun? Come out of yer
holes! You've got bigger gun nor |
hev, but I've got the most shots and I'll
give yer fair fight and die game! Wall,
here's some for you at random!" And
Old Bill let off a couple of shots at random
among the cam )n and tombstones.
The jokers were mighty glad when their
old snoozer ceased to rage about the spot
and took his way mutterlngly toward the
distant lights Of the town. Virginia City
| (NeU.) Enterprise.
| equity, with some doubts about his
being the man that did it," is Pennsyl-
| vania verdict.
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