Grant County herald. [volume] (Lancaster, Wis.) 1850-1968, 1877-09-20

'You Bull get out get out Oh that
awful dog p screamed the owner of the infuri-
ated brute, issuing from the door at this cri>
sis. "Begone, you internal brute |"
Bull had risen, with bewildered air, and
turned ready to grapple with his foe, but Bug
ley was hidden under cloud of bees, and the
fear of them, or the thought that they could
finish him alone caused Bull to back off to a
safe distance for observation.
With another yell, such as comes from a
strong man IN agony, Bugley shot out from
beneath the black cloud, covered with dirt,
bruises and bees, running wildly he knew not
whittier. Mr.. Mddlerib rose to the emergency
and dashed after him with bucket Of water
that stood at the pump, and as Bugley paused
in his gyrations to slap the remainder Of his
hat around his head, Middlerib dashed the con-
tents of the bucket upon him and put an end
to his winged tormentors. With courage born
of desperation, Bugley turned TO face his new
enemy, determined to sell his life dearly. Mid
dlerib's first thought was to fly, but he paused
cit was well meant, "said he, ~ did it through
kindness and it has delivered you from the
bees"
"Blast your kindness !" shrieked Bugley,
SOLDERING out mouthful of teeth as he spoke.
''Blast your bees! blast your internal dog and
blast you ~ and he glared wildly around him
and the air fairly trembled with the torrent of
rage that issued from his lacerated gums. At
last he gave out for want of breath, and Mr..
Middlerib ventured to console him, "Mr. Bug.
lev" said he, "this is very unfortunate affair
never knew that dog to act so before. will
do ything to make amends for this dreadful
accident Calm yourself and let me know the
extent of your injuries" "Calm myself y
yelled Bugley. "Do you expect this mangled
form to be calm? Am to be scalped by that
internal dog aud be calm? Is man with half
his teeth knocked out on that hcllish peg, and
his neck wedged into his underaw, to be calm?
Am / to be stung to death by your fiendsh
bees, and drenched with your abominable Stops,
and be calm l aoont be calm. but I'll calm
that cussed dog of yours, or III end my
wrecked life in the attempt. This is some
devilish plot to deprive me of my life, and you
shall suffer for it mark my words, you shall
suffer for it !" And with glare of contem-
plated vengeance Bugley left the yard, with
a section of the rim of his hat pointing def
antly out over one ear; while Mr. Middlerib
stood gazing at his receding form with a look
of mingled meekness, modification and pity
Soon after Bugley's disappearance | called
at his house. He is no longer fair to look up
on and is but wreck of the once ia5cinat-
ing Bugley. There is a wild, hunted express
sion on his countenance, and when he sits
down he leans over to the west, and an unde-
Unable something about him, tells more elo'
quently than words, that the chair doesn't fit
He wears plaster on the back of his head.
about the size of the map of Asia, and takes
his victuals boiled soft. His wife sits by, and
with tears in her eyes, and a look of self con-
demnation, says, she is afraid he will always
have a hare lip.
Eternal enmity now exists between the
house of Bugley, and the house of Middlerib
One of the Bugley boys has the sign of the
crescent engraved in black under each eye
and one of the youthful Middlerbs has bump
on his head as big as Hubbard squash the
result of a pitched battle between them
since the affair with the dog. Bugley, with
the help of his wife, is conducting plan Of
vengeance against the Midderibs aud their dog
The result remains yet to be seen. In the
meantime undecisive engagements may take
place along the skirmish line of the youths Of
the respective families, but when Bugley
rises in his might and hurls himself over the
Balkans look out for something startling.