Alpena weekly argus. [volume] (Alpena, Mich.) 1871-1893, 1878-11-27
LYING AND WAITING.

Corporal Bullet, the Detroi
Free Press Nashville correspon
dent, communicates the following
shooting story to that journal:
1t has not been over six or sever
weeks ago since party of fiv,
representatives of the Commercial
world accidentally met upon tn,
banks of the bonnie Cumberland
at Skitts' Landing in Kentucky
but few miles below the mouth o.
the widely known "Greasy Creek.
They were travelling in the inter
est Of houses located in different
cities. and as is peculiar to the
brotherhood, were soon upon the
most liberal terms. Another char
acteristic that is also fastened up
on the drummer was not altogeth-
err absent from this little band,
namely, the disposition to outshine
bystanders in the way of jokes and
stories; the desire to elbow "pull
the wool over ones eyes," "run the
green etc, frequently amounting
to a discredit, not to say disgrace,
of the more orderly members of
the fraternity.
In the instance under note, the
young gentlemen had arrived upon
She river bank from the little town
of Lick Camp, just back of the
bordering hills about four and q
half miles, and had grouped to-
gether in the most comfortable way
beneath graceful beech that flung
its shadows upon the bosom of the
blue river below. They were wait
ing for the steamer Bransford to
take them to Nashville.
Another group of men, four in
number, natives Of the hills and
hollows around, were found seated
under the beech when they arrived.
They we're squatted lazily on the
turf awaiting, as was the custom
Of the country, the arrival and de-
parture of the boat. Fifty years
flockipg to see them bad not salts
fed the native curiosity. Both
parties became seated within ear
shot Of each other and nothing as
more natural than that the home
spun fellows should be a little shy
at first and keep silent, and moth
ing was more natural also than that
the drummers should unload their
"grip" and spin their yarns.
When a "good one" was "got
off" by either Of them, the whole
party would yell and roll out their
enjoyment on the grass, bestowing
an occasional glance on the bill
boys, as who should say, slight
ming amt it, greeniesl"
BY and by the jokes subsidized
and the conversation took a more
descriptive turn, and finally drifted
into enconiums upon the renowned
Bogardus, and DR.. Carver, the as
tonishing California rifleman, and
just here the ears of the Bend"
boys seemed to cock up more keen
ly.
The drummer who was talking,
had told how the marvellous Car
yer could SILVER glass balls every
crack, and break brick-bat into
fragments, then puDcture the frag-
ments before they fell, and had
arisen and was manifesting some
impatience at the Don-appearaDce
OF the boat, when "Cumberland
Dave" of the Bend party, arose
and invited him to skunk" and tell
them some more about those two
skiITful marksinen. There was
sang froid about Dawes makeup
that rather impressed the joke
loving speaker as ignorance, but
Ibere was twinkle in bis fine blue
I'VE that might have warned the
say gaseous to beware. There
TO be roots enough to go
round, and IL was bnt few mo-
,ents until the dozen young men
,ere seated again aud chatting
way about craftsmanship in gen.
raj.
can you say that ar doctor
,uId bust later every crack with
Is rife p
The Nashville drummer thought
, saw a chance, and assured Dave
a IA could. and that that