The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1882-06-18
THE NIMROD BULL OF
FALLS.


Wisconsin came the roar OF Bull
Falls, now loud, now loW. as the
varying volume and Objection Of the
night winds modified its tones. Over
and through all other sounds flowed
the tiAesome Groom CT the old pine
tops.
It Was an autumn evening, and
around 9 good cracking fire of pine
knots in the rude hut of q logging
camp just below the falls large gang
of wood choppers sat on folded blan'
kets laid in the esrthern flor. The
group was of wonderfully composite
nativity, bat oil It's members could
chop. Their axes were stsked IN
corner, and their eleepiDg bunks lined
two aides of the single-reomed hut
cabinet OF ehelves for this collection
of human specimens. The hlmty
roof of pools and bougs was supported
by stout post stepped in the middle
of the floor, and decorated with spikes
from which depended the camp pro-
visions in sacks suu jugs. sc each
man lit bis pipelul o! black plug with
blazing pine kuot passed from hand
to hand, be stretched out his legs,
with an exclamation of coro fort, end
resigned himself to en- hour of chAtty
idleress before turning in for the
night.
There had been . furry of excite
ment in the cam on the morning OF
that day. Just before sunrise bear
had broken down the hut door and
robbed the larder, and pulling down
the provisions in confusion on the
floor, breaking jugs OF molsses. going
into crazy ecstasies over the sweet
bear fsshion-snd rolling in it. Torn
sacks OF -four had loaded his sticky
coat with white powder until be
looked like bear from the land of
midnight sun. For desert, be had
impetuously bitten into a paper OF
pepper. A revulsion of feeling en-
sued, and be made of through the
woods, with throat running fire and
eyes running water, his department
more entertaining to the entertainers
than to the entertained. The loggers
had clambered to their top shelves,
turned On their backs, kicked away
the roof with their bare feet, and re-
tired upward to the walls of the hut,
whence these noble Romans, with
nothing on bat their togas, had witnes-
sed the games in the Coliseum below.
TIE men were not hunters, but wood
choppers, and the bear was allowed to
depart in such peace as he might.
Now, it happened that one of the
gang had claimed skill as hur ter,
and this man had been sent out two
days before in quest of venison to
vary the monolony Of salt pork. He
had not yet returned.
wonder whsr Patsey McCorkle LEI
He ought ter ben in fore night. The
speaker was "old Ben," foreman Of
the gang, q man OF that gigantic
stature which can afford amiability.
"He was gone all de day out. Dot
Batsey, you can't tell notinks about
every Irishmans vat dey will do if dey
been gone FIVE minutes behind fel.
Ier's lace" said one of the hands
"If he vas in Bavaria, dot ish de
place q teller got to tend to every
body's business.
"Pm jest leetle mite ateard Pat
sey's got into some difhkilty or
MOTHER" said loose jointed descen-
dent of Miles Standisb. ''Them
Irish is eternally gettin' into some
kind or pickle"
can jist as everlastn'ly crsWlin'
OUT" added a representative of
Southern Indiana, giving an inde-
scribable ysnk to the last word-it
was the New England ''aouf' pro-
uounced with Wolfsh Rbruptness.
A peAchy young fellow. VINO, de-
spite his gTumbling, was Is sound in
head and heart as in wind and limb,
here broke in: "I'm blowed if q
Hirishman knows wen 'e's we'll hof
l ate to work in the same gang with
such a blunderin' gaby hany'ow,
and Til be-" For q moment the
air bristled with exclamation points,
then the door few wide open.
Every logger sprang 10 the hunks
in panic, shoughting, 'Tbe bear!"
But the voice of McOorkle dispelled
the alarm. He entered, talking
loudly. under pressure of pent-up in
digDstion.
"Hab! There yez areI How we'll
| won't do what yes tell me the next
time, ovid Bsnl Why did the likes
o. yez, that has e0rra hap'orth o. sowl
to save nor lose, send q dilicate bit O.
pink flesh like meself beyaut for mate
in the Cowld wood full o spoeke and
goblinsH Sure an when was lsyin as
still as a post wsitin' for the dainty
bit Of a deer l spied yesterday forDinst
the mountain TO wu-rnk down for his
drink out of the river-feithl the
blaek-hearted scoundTel went some
other way for his water, an never
came my way ct ALL"
He scratched his head with The
stem of bis pipe. Them deers il
wise! waited an watched for the
likes of him till I thinks to meself,
seq I, I've been aslspe here ell nigh
in the woods'-for there was the frs
wink o. mornin' trsmpin' over the
hills-an' I say, to the mornin' III
tramp wild ye, me bye;' an l trampet
all this blessed day till there wasn't 6