Dodge City times. [volume] (Dodge City, Kan.) 1876-1892, 1882-04-06
Bill. GIBBONS DELIVERANCE.

Never heerd tell o. Bill Gibbon?
Why. yer We kinder been out of existence,
don't believe some on you'd think.
III II warnt for Il little assistance.
amt "over smart {" not myself?
Well who said was?-what ii natter
To know Bill was guess kinder cute.
So lets have No more o that chatter.
What did he doY' well-rm blamed.
III you won't pretty soon raise my dander.
For yer ought to know Bill just as well
As the geese on pond knows the ginder,
Their. now. faint no good gettin' riled,
smooth your feathers back, steady, L II tell,
mates
Tell yer one of his feats in the woods.
A drawer deed never befcll mates,
In wisconsin's big forests. ona day.
We was maxim n clearin in fall time;
And the thing rs Bill Gibbon done then,
1, for one. shnii remember for all time.
broad-shoulder'd coon was old Bill,
With viii. like his muscles, of iron;
He'd n tackled bufaio bull,
And ut choppin-wei warn't he a spry 'up:
1t was chopin as brought it about boys,
For Bill had begun ON a whopper
TWO hundred foot mighty pine,
As was doom d To sure death by his chopper.
We'd all ON us stoppd work was done;
He'd finish. "dog-gorn'd if he wouldn't
An we quit him, all full of our chaff.
An laughin and sayin' he couldn't,
He buried his AK in the tree;
We set OF for our cabin. us others.
Il II Kill him aforc eight, he cries,
Him and prlps one or two of his brothers,"
On the floor of his hut 'afore eight
He lay. and he told us all, gaspng,
How II happd-his voice broke.
His rough big brown hand my own grasping
Fast and strong fell his strokes on the tree,
IL sway'd. an it creak' Il, an il quiyer'd
1t toppled, ii fell-then SAYS he
As he spoke, why we all ON US shiver'd-
81 struck the last blow with such force.
That the tree, in "A second, was timber,
And fell 10 the earth just as stiff
As the minute before I'd bin timber.
"Swoop upon me the giant tree crash'd!
Fearlessly fell ON my right leg and broke i'll
An II seemed TO shrek out for revenge,
Revenge. Just as if it had spoke il.
Help. / cried: but long hour had gone
since ID seen You boys homeward all file of,
And bugies voice wouldn't bin heard
In them thick woods and bushes u mile of.
II couldn't lie there all the night,
So made up my mind in u second
know d as the leg must come OFF,
SO to do II myself best l reckon'd.
"One stroke,-what was left of the leg
was freed from the tree and its branchesr
And what poor Bill Gibbon then said
why; the thought of it now my cheek |
blanches.
Ny heart knocks aloud at my ribs,
Though amt in the leastways white liyer'd, |
When think what he did on that night
by his right hand how he was delivered
He tried with pluck all his own
To crawl, inch by inch. to his cabin;
though each move As he made on the road
was we'd most on us think, just like stab
bin.
When he found as he couldn't get on.
Because his two legs wasn't equal,
bold thought comes into his head
As you'll Sec when tell you the sequel
word and blow, twas with Bill,
He d act on a thought soon as catchit,
HIS right leg WIS OF, his CLEANED,
And he cut OF his left leg to match it.
He sturdy stump'd to his hut,
A glass of hot rim quick We mixes;
Overcome there's not one of speaks
As his torn limbs we spices and fixes!
" A stout constitooshun.' well yes,
hero, too. birth. bone and breeding
What's that you say. you out there,
How he did fur TO stop all the bleeding?
Oh didn't mention: that's odd,
Bout them limbs was torn into ribbons;
Wal yer see. didn't matter to him.
They WAS wooden legs, mates. was Bill Glib
bons
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