Morning appeal. [volume] (Carson City, Nev.) 1877-1906, 1880-01-11

| perience for pillow and sweetly sleep du
care away The great lesson that we art
taught in life is to accept the inevitable, with
out IL murmur and without a struggle, like a
>heep in the hands of butcher; 1t bleats pit.
| eously a moment, as if in supplication, and
then meekly submits to, and waits for the
cleaning knife This dunno animals quiet
submission may well Institute the inquiry
whether the pains of life outbalancs lis plea: =
ures, and why not die at once and end shem2
THE TEXAN sTEER
Not so with the Texas steer. When he is led
to the slaughter pen there is going to be a Co
tiliion, music in the air and fpurhands around.
Hs don't ble.t much of any. but slowly raises
ms tail, about as the goose hangs, and shak-
ing his head knowingly, waits his chance.
Like humans, his manner is an expression Of
temperament with the steer, and whenever you
see steers tail elevated in the IN inner above
mentioned, You can just gamble that his tenn
per is on par with step-mother's on wash
day; and | would here respectfully suggest
the propriety of hasty getting over the fence
if there is one handy. | speak from honest
experience; I've been there; thank you, no
more for me- 1t Was when | lived ia New
Mexico, and though poor | was dishonest, and
did the butchering at Fort Cummings. | was
supposed to turn in the beeves' livers, hearts
and heads to the soldiers; but somehow man.
aged to forget this and sold them to the Mex
leans, who always came with their women aud
children to see me kill We had lassoed "a
long horned steer, and drawing him up to the
wheel, fastened the rope short down to steady
him. then picked up my pistol to shoot as
usual, but as l aimed, noticed the rope
around the animals horns was directly over
where the bullet should strike. | lowered
he weapon to fix the rope. but the steers tail
vas raised in the manner before mentioned,
md thinking best to trust to luck and force of
powder, rather than personal Interference,
ook aim and fred, intending to cut the rope |
With the bullet as it sped to the brain. The |
teer dropped like Sierra Nevada and lay |
ng the pistol down ! took up my knife to cut |
lis throat, when a cry of ''Cui dado Juan.
dos nos librs cuida,lo mi alma, mi vida, cut |
ado!!' from a senoritta who was interested in l
ny welfare, attracted my attention, and rails
ng from my stopping position, | stood face to
ace with wound. and maddened steer, wi h
all like Ophir in "a, up, way up! Taking adj
antage of "a seconds tune, ] jumped one side
nd the enraged brute passed me like a shot.
BOSS OF THE CORRAL.
Yelling to the people to make for the corral,
picked up the pistol and rapidly emptied it's
outents into the frantic and now bewidered
ninal. The Mexicans rushed for the corral,
nd closed ths gate, leaving outside the Cap
lin's colored cook, and Mexican woman, in
eight little less than Falstaf, and the mother
eman had made himself solid by jumping in
le barrel in which we scalded the hogs, and
is black, agonised face Just protruded above
lie floating hog hair and bristles Seeing that |
he people were pulling my candy shops"
other over the fence, cut the halter of my
ightened and restless horse and mounting,
lsely concluded to run, and let the steer boss
e ranch. While doing 50 I heard yell, and
rning in the saddle saw the funniest thing | 2
'er witnessed. Unfortunately my brevet
other in law had on a red skirt. The Mex
ads had gotten her about half over the fence
hen the steer espled the fl .ming c,lors, and
ne to his instincts, went" for that offend | 4
2 balmoral. and bang his head struck the
fortunate woman, where kind nature has
supplied US poor mortals with e1
. avoidupois The shock lifted her over the
nee like a rocket, and slap into litter of
ung pigs, nursing with their accustomed
COR, the dirtiest kind Of SOW mother. The
pid descent of three hundred pounds of V
ghtened Mexico struck the astvnishsd SOW n
TX business, while tho next was devoted to
general row. wherein all took lively hand, |
sulting in the escape Of the woman, and the !
% of dinner to the wee pigs. left the
'sr, bleeding from his mouth, standing near
8 Imprisoned darkey, and yaloped to the
rt, secured needle gun and returned to |
thin a safe distance and fred at aud missed E
a. While THROWN. another cartridge in ! q
zee AMI adjusting this sight, . voice a. if =,
N. the ,omb yelled ont, " Hi dag! you man,
dart Fac IN dis bari; fo God don't shoot II
way. De odde. shot went fro b hosp of y
barl. ! say dar! Oh, Dc good Lor! Eli dsr!"
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