Washington standard. [volume] (Olympia, Wash. Territory) 1860-1921, 1878-11-23
A War Between the Races.
The wBoLE WORLD MIXED CP II A
PuxcHIx' March.

The wsoLE WORLD MIXED CP II A
PUEcHIx' March.
They met in front Of the Star Office.
Tso came from down town and ooe h.
bored along from the oppusits direc-
ton. The two former we're Emerald
Islanders man and . voman-apd
the other Was Q gentleman of the col
ored profession. The former we're full
Of alco- Holland, the latter Vas loaded
with beer Sam brushed mp against
Patrick and his better ;hree-quarters,
and the folloving dialogue ensued:
Ireland yez In the middle ~ the
shtreet IL yez do that agin." said Pat
rick, Is he braced himself up. "ITl
drive the whole Az yez out o. the town,
so / will"
lyon! you couldn't drive lath nail,
said Sambo. as he chung to lsmp-post.
Don't Jamaica fool Of yourself. ]
won't Havana of yer foolin' il yer il
white. Idiick you in five minutes by
Mr.. Benedict's watch"
Path yez couldn't lick . postage
sthamp. II yez don't Turkey . walk
round the block Ill make yez Turkes-
tan on yer head in the middle Nv the
shtreet, said Paddy, As his blood be-
gan TO cook.
II don't Bolivia can do it, and
think Cuba ter not. Ill never let Q
Mick vallop me. You bet China ever
will" And Cuffsc turned pale with
rage.
Linda think Id fight with the loike
o yez? Guiana Ill break yer nose"
''Iceland-ed many better man nor
you on his head" said Cuffee, - be
turned away in disgust. IF l ever hit
yer yell think q mocolotif kicked yer
wifi its stokesmack."
"Phat Mexico-lored mans lip sthick
out SOL" asked Mrs. Paddy, anxious to
get o word in.
81 kin tend ter dis man. Portugal,
you keep still; does yer hyar me? I'm
shoutin'."
"Spain yer debts yerd oughter be,
an not insultin' dacent people on Their
sthreets," retorted Mrs. p.
Faith I Hayti nagur !" said Paddy,
coming to the rescue of the woman he
boards with.
IF I ever hits yer, Irish, yer folks II
have to Prussia up, and carry yer home
in piller case," retorted the professor
of whitewash.
"If that fist ever sthreks yez, Italy've
yez for dead" said Patrick as he held
up five pounds and a half of bone and
muscle.
"Uruguay.n ter have q nice time
KILN dis Niger" and Cuffee showed
pair of teeth that reminded the re-
porter of q graveyard on a moonlight
night.
Things were becoming entertaining.
The men were OF about the same build,
but Pat had the advantage Of having an
army in reserve. Mrs. p. looked o. if
she could knock mule over with a
blow of her fist. She had Invested her.
self of her hat and shawl, and her eyes
were glistening as if she meant bust
ness. Her face bore many scars, and
she had evidently been one of the
principals in many q hard-fought bat
tie.
"Come on, Pat" said she, "an' don't
be foolin' wud der nagur. Faith, it's
der Sweden'd of sour pickle yez'd
oughter have, yez dirty, ould, charcoal
colored omadhon." ..,...-...-. /,
"Dat's all right, now; dat's all right
but don't yer let dat man hit me, or ]
telt yer I'll make Greece spot out Of
him. Iain't crazy, if I am a d.
fool. If yer folks thinks am, come
on, both Of yer"
"Oh, ye're foind Teller, so ye are.
I'll bet me ould dress aginst dhrap
av the crathur that Pat Wales ye in
foive seconds" said the Amazon, as she
patted the old man on the back.
Denmark what say. If he ever
attempts it yer folks'll Peru-se his name
in der newspapers in der mornin.'"
Pat made o Russia-t the colored man,
and they clinched. When they fell on
the sidewalk together Cuffee was on
top. It was only for an instant, how
ever, for soon after Mrs. P. assumed
that eminence. Ever and anon, in
striking at Cuffee, Pat would hit the
old woman, and when she tried to pull
the enemy's hair she would get into
the wrong pew and. yank out handfuls
of her husbands. Finally, Cuffee
aimed blow at her which took her
fair between the eyes, and she rolled
into the gutter. Then he began to
Norway at Pats ear, and the reporter
lefty. Y. Star.