Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1881-12-01
Anu1uruns Repartment.
PADDY COON HUNTING.

an unexpected VlslI lTOlu HIS UIotuei aSI WIZ
was direct from the "sod." Mick heartily
welcomed his brother, and resolved to do ev-
cry thing in his power to make his visit an
agreeable one. Accordingly at the end of
second day after Pats arrival-which had
been spent by them in general carousal-
Mick armed his brother with shillah, and
led of in the direction of cornheld about
half mile distant, where he assured Pat
they would enjoy rare evenings sport, coon
hunting The night was too dark to distln-
gush objects of their search at any great dis
tance, but on entering the field, and setting
up wild yell, soon discovered, by the rust
ling of the cornstalks in various directions,
that they had been successful in routing sew
eral of them from their hiding places. Mick's
keen eyes were now fixed upon large tree,
which stood few yards distant, and he soon
had the satisfaction of detecting an object
moving up its trunk at a rapid rate This he
knew to be coon, and with shout of joy he
rushed towards the tree, calling on his broth
er to follow up In moment the two sports.
men were under the tree. Mick prepared for
a climb, and directed Pat how to act when
the coon reached the ground
"He'll be after maxim great noise to get
away" said Mick, "but for yer life don't let
him escape ye."
"Och, be off up the tree wild ye," answered
Pat, fourishing his shilalah, evidently grow
ing impatient for the sport, 'niver fear
but I'll put an ind to him when he comes
down."
Mick now commenced climbing the tree
with all possible haste, and succeeded very
well in the ascent until he reached the first
branches, and became hid from the wild ga
zes of his brother, when he paused moment
to ascertain in what part of the tree the coon
had taken lodgings While matters were in
this state the coon made sudden move
among the branches, which so startled Mick
that he unfortunately let 60 his hold and fell
headlong to the ground.
Pat supposing him to be the coon rushed
furiously upon him with his shillalah, and
commenced the delightful operation Of "put-
ting an end to him.
"Murther! murther !" cried Mick, at
tempting to rise to his feet, ''in the name OF
St. Patrick, don't be afther bathing me to
death !'
aye needn't be givin' me any iv yer dirty
excuses" answered Pat, "shure my brither
tould me ye'd be afther maxim great noise
to git away, but not fut yell move out O
this alive"
Mick now supposing his brother to be era
zy, thought it time to make a desperate strug-
gle for life ; so seizing Pat by the legs, he
succeeded in throwing him to the ground,
whereupon rough and tumble fight com.
menced, which lasted for some time, without
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After a violent contest, however, Mick
came off victoriously, Pat being so complete
ly subdued, as to render him helpless. But,
fearing IL was all over with him, began to
call wildly on Mick to hasten down from the
tree and assist him, or the "ugly baste" would
have his life.
By this time Mick fully comprehended the
error in which his brother had fallen, and
commenced using every means in his power
to bring him to his senses which after a
great deal of persuasion, be succeeded in do
ing.
But the coon was allowed to escape un-
harmed, as neither of the adventures felt
in humor for continuing the hunt that
night. Indeed, it was Pats first hunting
scrape, and he swore by all the saints it should
be his last.
sa% Old Judge Cole, of Texas, was charac-
terisrd by his attachment to that seductive
beverage called "peach and honey" and by
his hatred of whisky and whisky.drinkers.
While holding court at Austin, two men were
brought up on charge of drunken afray.
1t was plain case the row had occurred in
the public street, in open day, and there were
fifty witnesses to the whole transaction. So
the two delinquents pleaded guilty by the
advice of their counsel, and threw themselves
on the mercy of the Court. They were then
brought up for sentence separately.
You are guilty of an atfray," growled the
Judge.
eyes, your Honor" whined the offender,
thoroughly frightened.
Drunk, I suppose ?" grunted the Judge.
"Yes, your Honor" murmured the prison
er, with some faint hope that having been
drunk would mitigate the punishment.
Drunk on rye whisky, too, I'll warrant" !"
roared the Judge, in voice of thunder.
"Yes, your Honor drunk on rye whisky"
"Mr. Clerk, record fine of fifty dollars
against this mar" cried the Judge, "and send
him to Jail for sixty days." I shall fine the
next one who is guilty under such aggrava-
ting circumstances a hundred dollars, and
send him to Jail for six months.
This was poor comfort for the unfortunate
fellow who was waiting his turn, and be now
came forward with fear and trembling. As
he passed along By his lawyer, that thought
full gentleman whispered in his ear, "When
the Judge asks you what you got drunk on,
tell him on peach and honey" He took his
stand.
"You, too, are up here for an afray,"
growled the old Judge, gnashing his teeth, as
if he would like to bite the culprit at the
bar
Eyes, your Honor"
Drunk, too, suppose?"
"Yes, your Honor sorry to sayit-drunk-
very drunk"
Drunk on rye whisky, too, suppose?'
"Oh, no, your Honor | never drink whis-
ky. got drunk on peach and honey"
The Judges features relaxed in an in
stant. Leaning forward, and raising his
spectacles, he contemplated the offender with
interest, and then with something like tender
ness, said:
"Ah sir" said the Judge, blandly, "peach
and honey, eh !" that's gentlemanly drink,
sir. The Court sympathzes with you, sir,
and does not regard your offence as very Sc.
rious Mr.. Clerk be continued, in softening
tone, "enter fine of one dollar against this
gentleman, and discharge him on payment Of
COST"
s5y- A travelling Irishman, who had gone