Daily globe. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1878-1884, 1879-01-19
The Spelling Bee at Angels.
REPORTED BY TRUTHFUL JAMES.

AND drop them books and first pOt-boOks,
and hear yarn from me.
kin not Slug a fairy tale of Jnny's fierce
and wild,
Pile child;
But as from school yer drftin' by thowt ye'd
like to hear
OF a "Speilin' Bee" at Angels that we organ
lied last year
1t warn't made up Of gentle kids--of pretty
kidS-like you,
But gents rs had their regular growth and
some enough for two.
There woz I.anky Jim Of Shutters Fork and
Bison of Lagrange,
And "PistHl Boz" who wore that day a knife
by way ~f change,
You starr, you little kids, YOU think these are
not pretty names,
But each had man behind it, nd--my name
is Truthful James.
Thar was Poker Dick from Whiskey Flat and
Smith of Shooters Bend,
And Brown of Calaveras-which | want no
better friend.
Three hugeret Jack-yes pretty dears-three
fn@ers-you have five
Clapp cut of two-ts Singular too, that Clapp
amt now alive.
'Twas very wrong, indeed. my dear, and Clapp
WIS much TO blame;
Likewise was Jack, in afterycars, for shootin'
ot mat same.
The nights was kinder lengthenin' out, the
rains had jest begun,
When al the camp came up to Petes to have
tnv!H Usual fun;
But we all sot kinder sad-lile round the bar
room stove
Till Smith got up, permlSkiss-llke, and this
remark he hove;
''Thar's a new game down in Frisco, that ez
far eZ can see,
Beats cU"hrc, poker and Van-toon, they calls
tie 'Speliin' Bee
Then Brown of Calaveras simply hitched his
clar andspalle
Poker is good enough fOr,n and Lanky jim
ser "&hukew
And Bob allowed ne warn't proud, but he
must say right thar
That the man who tackled cuchre he'd his ed
Nv3tlOn squar."
This brought up Lenny Fairchild, the school
master, who said,
He kne" the game and he would give in
St'uctlOns on that head.
For instance, take some simple word" seq
SEE he, like separate"
Now who can spell it % Dog my skin, eff thar
was Que III ClEIG,
This ses the boys all wild at once The chairs
were put in row.
And at the head was Lan1y Jim, and at the
foot was Joe,
And high upon the bar itself the school-mas-
ter was raised,
And the bar-keep put his glasses down, and
sal and silent gaZed.
The first word out was parallel" and seven
let it be,
Till Joe valued in his double 'l' betwixed
the az and &C."
For since, he drilled them Mexicans in San
Jacinto's fight,
Thar Warn't no prouder man 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 up
and took his chair.
little kids! my pretty kids, twas touchin
These bearded men with wcppons on, like
school boys at their play.
They'd laugh with glec and shout to see each
ether lead the van,
And Bob sat up as monitor with cue for a
rattan,
Till the chair gave out ''incinerate," and
Brown said he'd be burned
If any Snch blamed word as that in school
was ever learned.
When "ohthisis' came they all sprane ND,
and vowed the man who rung
Another blamed Greek word on them be taken
cat and hung.
AS they sat down again saw in Bilson's eye
flash,
And Brown of Calaveras was a-twistin, his
mustaChe,
And when at last Brown slipped on 'gneiss,"
and Bison took his chair
He dropped some casual words about some
folks who dyed their hair.
And Their The Chtir grew very white, and the
Chair said he'd adjourn.
But Poker Dick remarked that he would wait
and get his tarn;
Then with !. trembling voice and hand, and
with wanderin' eye
The Chair next offered "eide- duck" and Dick
began with 81"
And Bison smiled then Bison shrieked!
Just how the fight begun
never knowed, for Bison dropped and Dick
he moyedup one.
Then certain gents arose and said "they'd bust
ness down in camp"
And "ez the road was rather dark, and ez the
night was damp,
They'c''-- here got up Three fingered Jack
-, aHG locked the door and yelled:
mo, not one mothers son goes Gus till that
thar word is spelled!'
But while the words were ON his lips. he
@roa1ed aad sank in pain,
And sank with Webster on his chest and
Worcester on his brain.
Below he bar lodged Poker Dick and tried
~ look eZ b.:
Was hUntin' up authorities that no one else
could see;
And Brown got down behind the stove allow
in he was cold"
I'LL 1t upset and down his legs the cinders
freely rolled,
And several gents called ''Order!" till in his
simple way
Poor Smith began with 90" cRn-"orn-ard
ne was dragged away.
knees and pray!
You've got your education in peaceful sort
OF way;
And bear in mind thar may be sharps ez
sings their spellin' square,
But likewise sings their bowie-kniyes with
out thought Or care
You wants to know the rest, my dears? Thet's
all! In me you see
The only gent that lived to tell about tibet
Spellin' Bee!
He ceased and passed, that thruthful man;
the children went their way
with aoWncast heads and doWncast hearts
but not to sport or play.
For when at eve the lamps were lit, and sun.
PEERLESS to bed
Each child was sent, with tasks undone and
lessons all unsad,
No man might know the awful wee that
thrilled their youthful frames,
AS they dreamed Of Angels Spelling Bee and
thought of Truthful James.
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