The Opelousas courier., 1882-04-08
Uncle An.

Uncle Alb was in town on Tuesday
night, and throng of friends gathered
around him to hear him recount some
OF the thrilling adventures of his life,
Some of these episodes sound more like
romance than reality but those who
know our old friend would not think
of questioning his veracity, or of charg-
ing him with using g fgurative Ian
guage." He is too matter of fact for
poesy, or drawing upon the magma
tion. Allueion was made to the herds
of deer which had been seen around
town since the presence of the floods :;
the number that had been killed by
"pot hunters" despite the game law !;
and the peeuliarity of the male deer
shedding it's horns every year, &c.
Uncle Ab condemned the practice Of
killing deer out of season, and said.
that no true sportsman would g butch
err game in any such way He then.
told how, in the $ long ago when he
was young" and deer abundant-he
would mount his feet mustang, and
with nothing but his trnsty lasso, So
cured to his saddle, he would seek his
quarry on our broad prairies. 1t re-
qulred but short time to select a
noble buck, with ga brushheap on his
head" when he would pat his favorite
charger on the neck, and say to him,
now old fellow let ont your speed like
creased lightning" He would then
pick him lightly with his jingling spurs
to awaken his full momentum, and
then circle around the game to get
near approach and drive it from the
timber. Then with lasso adjusted in
easy folds, and reins gathered we'll in
one hand, the race began which was
to be one of life to the deer At a sig
nal, off speeds the horse like the wings
of the wind-faster, faster, faster, until
but little distance intervenes between
pursuer and pursued. Uncle Alb
watches the opportune rioment, and
whirling the lasso around until the
proper impetus was gained, with prac-
ticed eye aud skillful hand ,0he sends +
the beautifully ceiling folds on its mis-
sion of strangulation, and the fatal
moose settles over the antlers of the
deer. The we'll trained horse comes to
) quick halt, the deer is thrown som-
srsanlt BY the throttling rope, and in
sew moments lies limp upon the grass.
The knife finishes the Work, and ~the
chase is over.
But says Uncle Alb: '.TEie greatest
un is roping alligators. Here your
lin must be true as a rifle, and the Il
asso must be kept taut despite llisser-
,entine gyrations and his 40 bull pow /
II believing. This is fun, excitement,
md energy you bet. Why sir, he will I.
ash the water so furiously and rapidly
With his tail, that you imagine heavy
hover of rain is falling overhead.
When you get him on land he cuts !
omersaults SO fast that you fancy you
ave got q circular saw made of alliga-
ors. Sand, leaves, and sticks fly in "
uch clouds that you almost believe t
hat yon have roped the spirit of the l
empest ITSELF
Uncle Alb continued: 2 Boys did 6
on know that alligators shed their {
seth every year? Well they do, and t
ne ivory is the finest in the world, A I
ian ought to make money on the Lac )
assine, gathering alligator teeth for Il
ne market" We havD't the time now o
} go on with Uncle Abs thrilling re- t.
tails, hut may do SO in the future. v
uffics it to say that be is native of q
!. Landry. and that his adventures v
uring the War--as soldier in the G.
irglnia army would Gil book.