The Redwood gazette. [volume] (Redwood Falls, Minn.) 1873-1940, 1876-09-07

tous nose, who had been listening to every
word, remarked, through his nose.
"'Wa'al, s'pose you naval men think
yourselves thunderine brave, but I kir
tell YOU our Curnel could fight all on yor
to onst, with his right ham tied behind
him. You naval men needn't think
you're goin' to 'nopolize all the brass and
buster
"Boyle's ears pricked up at this, for, as
you know, Rowan, he is a regular old sea
lion, afraid of nothing, from powder
monkey to a sea-serpent at sea, and a
mouse to an elephant on shore. So he
| bounced around on our nasal friend, and
snapped out at him like pugnacious
| bull-terrier.
"'What's thats Want to try our brass
ard buster! Where's your big gun
"Wa'al, there he is said the man,
With sort of snort of triumph; and sure
enough, in staggered the round-shoul:
dered, putty faced giant He had tufts of
dry grass or beard, large, flabby, pusil-
luminous nose, small, oblique eyes, and
two hay -colored dabs of hair, one on each
temple, known to scientific explorers of
the New York Bowery as 'soap-locks.
He was eating peanuts or popcorn as he
entered; and jerking chair round, he
threw himself into it with contemptu-
Gus nod to the company, and ordered a
glass of toddy hot, in voice of thunder.
"Little Boyle sat quiet, watchful, OBJ
serving, curious smile curving his good
humOred mouth; while the other, half
shutting his eyes, with an air of lofty dis
dain, slowly slipped the hot toddy.
"Oh, pshaw!' sneered our nasal friend,
in whisper to Boyle; you darsn't tackle
him. He'd make you look womblescroft
in jitfy.'
But Boyle, seeming not to hear this
impertinence, turned to us, saying, with
a lazy air, I'm going to see if there is
any grit in him. and approaching the
chair upon which Col. George Washing
ton kosciusko, etc, reclined, he perched
himself ON the edge of table near, and
said, pleasantly, od-evenlng sir
Who are you, sir?' returned the
other, with viperish look out of his
slant eyes.
"I'm gentleman, and my name is
Junius Brutus Boyle
land my name is George Washington
Kosciusko Peter Bonaparte Solomon Job
Slimcum, and you'd better mind what
you're about
II will, thank you. I understand that
you are pretty considerable of a fellow
Sir, you are a ruther free an easy
sort of cuss ruther too forrard.'
Yes, oh yes. might be as stiff as the
north pole, or as distant as two mile
stones; but then, you know, the other is
my way
;" Wa'al, sir, don't like your way
No? How queer! Well, l won't be
disobliging, and l give you permission to
lump it, then
90 Sir, you air-you air sassy. You'd
better curb them propensitudes of yourn.
"'Just so. You have propensitude, I
understand, to consider yourself a great
man.
/" Sir, you air imperdent-
GO Take care, sir!' shouted Boyle. i
| won't stand any insult
"Sho! What'l you do?'
"Do: III fight you; I'll blow you to
| the other end of nowhere
q" Ho! no! Kin you fight p sneercd the
giant, now on his feet, rocking back and
forth, his gaunt, bony hands opening and
shutting as if they were in contact with
an electrical battery. Ha no! you'd bet
ter be keerful, you had. kin cut a cent
in half, kin
Ha! ho!' laughed Boyle, initiating
the bully. I'm sutferin' turrible to see
you do it. I'd ruther have shot than a
sugar-plum from such a tire-eater as you.
{" Wa'al, sir, I've got a material tack
with firearms; kin fight with anythin'
from cambria needle to forty-tw
FOUNDER and he thumped the table, up
setting the glasses, and glared down on
| Boyle, sure that he had frustrated him,
l 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 Immediate
ly exclaimed, 'Jingo! you don't say so!
thought you had about as much real
courage as one could put in a homgo-
of-the-walk and give us a touch of your
quality!
"Wa'al! Lawful sakesr calculated
What mystical idee'
"'Oh yes, you can. Nonsense! I'll
manage it. Well take two lanterns,
stand back to back, then each walk away
twenty PAGES, wheel round and fire.
'''Darned if l do! Amt goin' to be
ding donged into stan'in' up like a con-
sumed fool in a dark night You jess wait
| till to-morrer.'
vi tllc NCCh VI Cl1lS .
No, sirr Numbered Boyle, stamping his
foot, which, like Mother Carey's chick
ems, was the sure precursor of storm
mo, sir! You shall fight now! I should
never have taken the slightest notice of
you if l had not been told of your cow
ardly bullying of women and children.
| Don't stand incoming there! In one min.
ute more shall box your large ears, and
then flap you over the head with this
horsewhip;' and he seized one standingin
the orner.
"The world did not appear to 60 upon
double jointed casters Just then with
George Washington Kosciusko and the
rest. His little angry eyes went blinking
round the room, he teetered up and down
upon his heels and toes, he moistened his
! dry lips with his tongue, and his hands
worked more nervously than ever, as he
detected look of scornful, half surprised
derision on the faces of some of the Jer
seymen. But glance at his challenger:
determined visage showed him that Their.
was no deliverance to be hoped for, ant
he shuffled out of the room, followed by
Boyle and the rest of us, who did no
mean to lose sight of him. We obtained
two old muskets and we'll, knowing tina
our man would take sure aim and fire
whatever the other did, we loaded then
only with powder, communicating thi
1 little ruse to no one, for Boyle would hav'
fought us all in turn if he had discovered
it.
"Out we went into the dark and lionel,
road. In solemn silence we placed tn
combatants back to back, George Wash
ington, etc., heaving ponderous, fright
ened signs enough to have driven slool
from its moorings. We gave them each
lighted lantern, and with an emphati,
one, two, three! they started upon thei
twenty PAGES. We all counted, and a
the twentieth loudly called, Stopp
4 {" Boyle wheeled round, as we coul'
Just discern by the dim light of the Ian
aerh, But George Washington Kosciusk
Peter Bonaparte Solomon Job Slimcun
kept on walking.
!. "Halloon cried Boyle; haven't 20
got twenty PAGES yet?'
No answer; but the walking, as "
could see by the swinging of the lantern