The Saline County journal. [volume] (Salina, Kan.) 1871-1893, 1879-05-01

was dognation purity, and slung more
style than a speckled sbow-horse, and
mind more'n one young Teller that felt
like be- like to put spider in old Chews
biscuit. He was purity well of, and jist |
dotted on her. and brought her all sorts o
things from New York; but his face was |
sort O. weakened up, and the top of his
head gittin' above the timber line, and
not so young and gay as his woman might
have wanted him, and that gave the
other woman in the choir a hold. But
shan't dwell; you know what they said. |
Then the young fellers that was invited
to the Chewses got out with them that
wasn't, and all folks took sides-and there
we was again. You see folks IN these
little towns is so neighborly. They stand
by their friends In a fuss-you hear my
racket?
swell. one day Joe Tucker, a long,
gauntin' mud mummy, was slungin
along the street with long, lean yaller
dog that alters followed him everywhere,
and come BY where farmer was unloadin
some wood, an quicker'n wink the
farmers big bulldog pitched into Joe's
and, knockin' him four rods. and so scared
Bob Stevens, the blacksmith 8, wife, that
was atakin' her man his dinner, that she
yelled for all that was out, and keeled
over again the wagon, and her old sun.
bonnet foppIn' of and her a yellin
scared the horses so they broke loose and
Lit out down the street like the Devil
beatin' tan-bark, and run again q ladder
where was John Baker paintin' the up
front of Abraham Miller's store. and
knocked down the ladder. crippled poor
John for life, and upset the wood into
b.Ii.-' Of
Burnstein's children stone dead, and so
dropped pan O. hot oysters into the lap
of customer, and set him to swearin' and
dancin' like all possessed.
thing Joe Tucker did love, it was that
same long, lean, yaller and spotted dog;
they was more like twins than Christians,
and folks did say they slept together in
that little den back of Joe's gun shop. So
as soon as he conceited what was up, he
gathered dornick, and was just DRAWN
back to send the strange dog where they's
no fieas, when the stranger saw him and
went one better. He had fist like the
hand of Providence, and when it landed
behind Joe's ear some folks thought it was
fresh blast down at the quarry; even old
Chew heard it, an folks say Joe doubled
on himself twice as he went through Abra-
ham Miller's big winder. Well, Miller
run out and first tried to stop the dogs,
when the stranger yells out:
Let 'em fight. My dog can whip any
dog in town, an can whip the owner.
'He'd better not said that last, for just
then Bob Stevens run up, rarin' mad about
his wife's scar, and Just in time to hear
them words, and the next minute he let
out that slacksmith's right o his'p, and
cut calls nose on that strangers jaw.
So they went at it, fist and skull, and in
about four minutes you couldn't told
that strangers face from a map o this ter
ritory, it was so full or red buttes and
black deserts.
"'Friend. perhaps thee is equally mis-
taken as to tiny dog, was all that Abrar
ham Miller said, for he was real quiet
man, but he did have some pride about
his town, so he went into the back yard
and-Onloosened q regular old English
bull that he kept in the store nights, and
it was just beautiful to see that dog go to
the relief of fuckers, an between 'em
they soon put the strange dog to his
trumps. As Abraham stood over them to
see fair play, the Methods preacher came
up. and SEE he, 'Fie on you men, citizens
of Union Flats, to get up dog fight right
in the face of day, and was raisin' his
cane when Abraham gave him a gentle
shove, and he yelled out that he was
struck-them Boston chaps is so tender.
81 struck thee not. friend, said Abra-
ham.
lyon did, sir
"'But thee draws wrong conclusions
"'Sir. You mistake facts.
"'Thee utters a mendacious assertion
"'You tell an internal ie,' bawled the
preacher, and they clinched. Well, of
course a thin Bran-bread chap had no
show agin one O. our corn-f d men, and
Abraham was about to mask him, when
most of the men in town being there by
this time, the preachers congregation
turned in to help, when Abraham's clerks
run in to help their boss, and in less time n
tell it in they was SIX or eight on a side,
fightin' across toward the Court House,
and leavin' red trail as they went. 1t
was jist beautiful to see EN- peel! we
don't have any such fun in Utah
"But it happened the stranger with the
wood was a Mason, and he had some
friends down at Chew's an in three min
utes after he got away from Bob he had
EN- out in line, and along with 'em old
Chew-drunk on his own whisky for a
wender-brandishin' a green az helve,
and swearin' by the great horn spoon Of
whip any Morgan man in Union Flats or
sixty miles round. He'd jest got the
words outen his mouth when one Of the
that from no Morgan killer and fetched
Il l~ov,,al Tho,,
they dl1 have it beautiful. | reckon they
was about twenty-five Masons in town.
and they Lit on the Yorker and his friends
when they forted and held their own, and
they darsn't an anti-mason show hisself.
But 'twant for long. In jist no time
they come up heavy, and with 'em the
folks that was down on the Chewses, and
the women egged on the men, and in four
teen minutes they went through the
Chewses and their party like alkali water
through Johnny raw from the States.
They might have got it stopped then, but
old Colonel Darby galloped into town This |
wife was one of the Virginia Mason fam |
ilyl. and he yells out, It's all on account |
of the internal abolitionists; they'd out to
be druv outer the town, and that gave the |
thing new turn. The new meetln' folks |
joined in with the preacher, and all the |
Darbys yelled to go for the abolitionists, |
and the last man in town was in il in three |
minutes. Old Squire Hooker, the head
abolition man, run outen his house like |
mad, yellin' for freedom or death. and |
1t looked like half the town took a shy at |
him. The dornicks and bricks few like
distraction, and one as big as my fist went
through the winder and into the parlor.
where it hit Maria Hooker square in the
bosom and broke two of Bob Carter's FIN
gers, that was payin' his attention to her.
The constable rushed in and was jammed
through the jewelers. window: the preacher