The Hartford herald. [volume] (Hartford, Ky.) 1875-1926, 1882-10-18
REDSTICK;
OR,
Scenes ia the South.
BY ~. H. MONTEsANO, ESQ.
CHAPTER XIV


As they arose every one seemed to h.,
laboring under the impression thai
in course, IA regular row was the result
of this unfortunate impression. ! wa
attempting To get ont of the window
when Major Fice, II little bull-ierrier oI
IA fellow, cOllared me and demanded
satisfaction for bunging him on the
nose. The startling fact was very
pi0usly, aud had no time, nor had lac
any inclination, to make or hear excuses;
and, in repayment Of dab la the
stomach, hit him jerbIng, and down
We came together. Unfortunately, as
We rolled in the filth on the floor, some
enterprising individual lowned old
Major Boomerang with the leg Of n
table which had been torn loose IN the
melee, aud the addition Of two hundred
and twenty-five pounds To our little
pile was far from being agreeable. But
that WAS far from l-ing all; our little
party un the floor formed nucleus for
some twcnty-Odd who were knocked
down, helter-skeltcr upon us. The
pulling aud hauling. fighting aud yell
Ing, were terrific.
In the scramble got my head from
under the crowd, and looked around at
! la.k
were coupled oil all over the room hit
ting right aud left. One fellow was on
the blllinrd-table, with long cue,
striking under the table at another
gent, who would crawl over on the OPP
posite side from which his opponent
occupied, and raising his head presented
IA revolver at the fellow on top, who
would make an awful lick at his head
and then jump back for fear the pistol
would blow "A hole through him. Ano-
ther fellow was Tending oil the decan-
tiers and glasses thrown at him, with
the big looking-glass that usually orna-
mented the lar; whilst another had
crept up the fireplace, and AN old fell
low who had all his false teeth knocked
down his throat, was punching him
with dull sword. cane.
made IA DESPERATE effort and hauled
my self free from the living weight that
pinned me to the floor, and rushed out
Of doors. At this moment, the fellow
under the billiard.table, having received
IA severe blow on tie nozzle from the
gent on top, commenced firing his
revolver; everybody instantly ceased
fighting and broke for the doors. The
fellow on the table made IA flying jump
aud landed on his head out into the
street. The customer In the Fireplace
had by this time made his way to the
top of the chimney, where he sat cross
legged shouting, "Murder."
Peace was restored, aud the arrival
Of the returning officer tied on his horse
hog fashion, and in state Of bcastly
intoxication, turned the attention Of all
from purely personal matters, To the
subject of general interest, viz;-the
vote Of Pumpkin Hollow.
"How's the vote?'
"Who's ahead"'
whats the news" were shouted in
his ears, but he only responded by II
succession of grunts.
"untie him." said Major Flee, "let's
examine his papers," which was nc.
cordingly done-but no papers could he
found.
He was piled with questions, but
only responded with Il grunt. We then
took him to the pump and cooled him
oil, and then managed tn get some
indefinite replies to our many ques-
tions.
Sitting on the ground, with his head
leaning against the pump, and his
clothes saturated with mud and water,
he formed pretty center to the group
that surrounded him, one of whom had
a nose bunged up to twice its usual
dimensions, others with black spots
over and under their eyes, and all with
shirts, coats and pants torn and rump-
led--some had hats with the crown
bent In, Others had none ut all, and few
were In a better fix, 80 far rs sobriety
was concerned, than the drunken
runner
"How many votes did get?" asked
Hall.
Marry" responded the gent.
Here a shout went up from the united
supporters of Colonel Wadd and Mac
that made the sash i'm the old hotel
jingle.
"How many did receiver" queried
Mac.
Marry" again responded the indi-
yidual.
"Hurrah!" screamed Halls and Col.
Wadd's friends.
One of the latter Immediately asking,
Elbow many did the Colonel receive?"
got the following reply.
MARY" There was no shouting
then. but the poor devil was kicked
and pulled until, between the cont
pound effect of liquor and blows, he re-
lapsed again into state OF unconscious.
ness.
We set out that night, on horseback
and on foot, for Pumpkin Hollow to