The People's vindicator. [volume] (Natchitoches, La.) 1874-1883, 1878-12-21
Inc Spelling Bee at Angels,
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J, Of a "S" ""M' you'd like to hear '''
nrvam; bee' at Angels that ",
o'sah'zed last Year. '''' We
pr.ttr u' I;" up of gentle ki,ls-o
But g p't.'S ~, hds-like you,
" S a"d ez he'd thsir reg lar growth
Tbsra " ', some enough Tor two. 'A
a MD p ndllky Jim of Suffers Fork
And "Pistol Bob,S w h" 'anSe'
W. ho'fe by way of chauoe. ~ '"''
'' .ra : you little kids; you think these
But each had a mai Jen;lii # and-wr
name is Truthful James NY
""' way Iohtr Dick from Whisky Flat
.u, n a'lo Smt!: of Shooters Bend,
ANA Brown of Caayeras-wh;oh 7 uo,.
Thru. no n: better friend.
1nfee.lingered Jack-yes, pretty drars-
r,o. t"ree ringers you have five.
O'"pp cut on two-it's similar, too that
yr Clapp amt now alive.
""' C very wrong, indeed, my dears, and
r., Clapp was much to blame:
A'Ae"lSe was Jack, in after years, for
shootln' of that same.
lie nights was kinder leugthenin' out,
W, the rains had jest beonn,
"hen all the camp came p to Pete's to
~ nave their usual fun;
But we all sot kinder sad like around th.
bar-room stove
LII smith got ny, pcrmiskiss- like, and
INV, this Remark he hove:
mars new game down in Frisco. that
, ez far ez kin see,
neats enchre, poker and van-toon, they
calls the Spelling Bec.''
linen Brown of Calaveras simply hitchol
his chair and spake:
"foker is good enough for me- and
Lanky jim SEE, "Shakem
And Bob allowed he warn't proud, but
m nc must say right thar
HAT the man who tackled euchre he'd
~, his education squar.'
ms brought up Lenny Fairchild, the
=, school-master, who said
tie knew the game, and he would give
instructions on that head.
"for instance, take some simple word,"
seq ne, like SEPARATE
Now who can spell it |" Dog NV skin eff
tn1r in, II,
This set the boys all wild at once. The
chairs Was put in row,
AND at the head was Lanky Jim, and at
the foot was Joe:
And high upon the bar itself the school
master was raised
And the bar keep put lis glasses down,
and sat and silent gazed.
The first word out was "parallel," and
seven let it be,
Till Joe waltzed in his double n" be-
twlxt the "a" and "e:''
For, since he drilled them Mexicans in
- San Jancinto's fight,
Thar Warnt 10 prouder man got up than
. Pistol Joe that night
Till rhythm" came. He tried to smile.
then said, they had him there"
And Lanky jim, with one long stride,
got and took his chair.
. little kids! my pretty kids, twas
tonchin to survey
These bearded men, with weppings on,
~, like school-boys at their play.
They'd laugh with glee, and shout to
see each other lead the van,
And Bob sat up as monitor, with enc
Tor rattan,
I'LL the Chair gave ont 'incincrate," and
Brown said he'd be burned
1t any such blamed word as that in school
was ever learned.
When "phthisis" came they all sprung
up, and vowed the man who runy
Another blamed Greek word on them be
taken out and hung.
As they sat down again saw in Bilson's
eye flash,
And Brown of Calaveras was a-twistin'
bis mustache,
And when at last Brown slipped on
'gneiss'' and BilsOn took his chair,
tie dropped some casual words about
some folks who dyed their hair.
And then the Chair grew very white, and
the Chair said he'd adjourn,
But Poker Dick remarked that he would
wait and get his turn;
Then with tremblin' voice and hand,
and with a wauderin eye,
The Chair next offered "eider-tluck," and
Dick began with "I,''
And Bilson smiled then Bilsor shrieked.
just how the fight begun
| never knowed, for Bilson dropped and
Dick he moved up one.
Then certain gents arose and said "theyd
business down in camp"
And "cz the road was rather dark. and ez
- the night was damp, -.
got up Throe-Fingered
Jack, and locked the door and yelled:
mo, not one mothers sou zoe, out till
that thar word is spelled"
But, while the words We're Oh his lips, he
groaned and sank in pain,
And sank with Webster on his chest and
Worcester on his brain.
Below the bar lodged Poker Dick, and
tried to BOXED ez he
Was hunting up authorities tibet no one
else could see;
And Brown got down behind the stove,
allowin' he twas cold,"
Till it upset, and dowd his legs the Gin
ders freely rolled;
And several gents called "Order y till, in
his simple way,
Poor Smith began with 20" "R'' FOR"
and he was dragged away.
0, little kids, my pretty kids, down on
your knees and pray!
You've got your eddication in peaceful
sort ofway;
And bear in mind thar may be sharps ez
sings their spellin' square,
But likewise sings their bowie-knives
without thought or care
You wants to known the rest, my dears
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