The Pulaski citizen. [volume] (Pulaski, Tenn.) 1866-current, 1880-07-29

| everybody OIL his balance. You al
remember poor Lew Harrison, who
was killed under Bragg at Perry
vile? Well, Lew came up to Frank
fort on leave to see his sweetheart
over in Woodford. For some rea,
son the girl had Tilted him fol
another fellow while Lew was off in
the army, and it nearly broke his
heart. He took to drinking heav.
lily, and we were afraid that he
might not get back to his command
and he would be disgraced.
Il suppose j. was a cruel joke
that we got uD to save him. but We
did it for the best. One of the fel
lows had a horned frog that some
body had sent him from Texas. We
got the ugly little beast one day
and put him on one end of the
counter at the Capital Hotel bar
Then some one went for Lew. AS
soon Us he had filed his glass he
caught sight of the frog. What in
the devil are you keeping that thing
here forY said he to the bar tender.
What thing, Capt. LewP said the
boy. why, that id frog said
Lew. There isn't any frog there,
Capt. HARRISON said the boy, who
had been posted.
Lew looked at the boy and then
at the irog,and then back at the boy
again. Then he turned to us, and
we all looked grave and sorrowtul.
He put down his glass untasted,
went direct to his room, and the
next morning! started to join his
regiment. Poor fellow! l reckon
he found more comfort IN that last
bullet than he did in the for
getfulness he got out of liquor"
"It's curious about frogs and
snakes with men who have tire
MEMS said the Judge. "Why
shouldn't they ever see fish or fowl
or good red herring, or lions and
tigers? You remen Der that Tom
Davis was cured of drinking by
Les Williams, who hung up frog
by a string from the mosquito ring
over TOMS head. Toms father
gave Les a thoroughbred colt for
that trick.
''But once had a fellow brought
before me raving with tremens, and
as soon as he caught sight of me on
the bench, he shook from head to
foot, put up his hands before him
and yelled out: Put buttons
on them horns before he hooks me-
He took me for the devil"
"That reminds me-" said a by
stander from McCracken county.
'In the fall of ST 1 fetched up in
Mobile. l had run out on the
Quaker City to join Walker in Mic
aragua, was captured and brought
back. After my release / went into
a barber shop kept by Prince All,
we'll known yellow boy, to get
shaved. Alf had a small chinchilla
monkey chained in his window
While 1 was waiting my turn, Iank
cotton broker from up the Alabama
came in, pulled off his coat, and
threw himself in an easy chair. He
had evidently been on n hard spree,
and vas trying to taper off. AS he
settled himself in the chair he closed
his eyes and relspsed into a quiet
reverie. A moment afterward the
monkey ratified his chain, and the
broker, opening his eyes, saw him
for the first time. The broker came
out of his reverie. His eyes began
to dilate, his breath grew short and
his fingers quivered like the stems
of aspen leaves. The monkey leqped
on his lap, and he seemed paralyzed
with horror. His face became ASH
en-, and he looked like man struck
with death. In a few seconds a
barber came along, cuffed the mon
key back to his easement, and
shortened his chain. The gasping
broker drew a long breath, muir
INJURED My God, what relief and
again settled himself in his chair.
When shaved. he gave Alf a doi.ar.
1t was evident that he had inter
preted the smiles on the faces o:
those around him, for he sped from
the shop without waiting for his
change"
81 once knew of a case,' said the
NJ ajor, "when the victim had a Wis
ion that stood between him and
murder, though, indeed. it cost him
his own life. His father had been
killed in a shooting afray down in
Shelby, and his mother died after
ward of what l candidlv believe
was a broken heart. The son grew
up shiftless and drunken. One day,
delirious, after a prolonged spree
and a trifling quarrel, he drew a pis
toll on one of his companions He
had the drop on the other man, of
course, and had him fairly covered
over the heart. There wasn't time
for us to rush ia, and we held our
breaths. | believe he had his fin
ger on the trigger when he dropped
his weapon, and threw his hands
up over his face. 1t was his last
motion, for the other fellow, drunk
too, had got out his pistol in the
meanwhile, and had fired before he
could stop him. When we picked up
the body the boy was dead, but there
were tears in his eyes. 1t happen
ed that the man who slew him had
a very estimable wife, and l don't
know, but 1 think that the face OF
his mother came before the young
fellow at that fatal moment when be
dropped his pistol. / hope it SO
bered him in time, and that he die /
purer for that last vision"
"What did you do with the muir
dererY some one asked.
"Oh, he spared the crowd the
trouble of hanging" said the Ma
ior. HE died that night in jail in
agony. The tremens had got in its
work in good season"
Better than QuinIne.
For speedy and certain cure of all |