The Osceola times., 1882-03-25
took off nv coat, and, without any pre-

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and coming up to me said, "What isyour
name"
told him.
IAN right! Now get this in type at
once. ike you! You have a good eye.
We will get along well together. You
do right by me and | will DO the same
by you. But do not have anything to
say to the Cd d-d insects that work
for M"
1t would hardly be supposed that !, a
free roamer and tramp" would have
stayed with the irascible individual
whom / met in this abrupt way; yet
remained with him nearly three years
and six months, and, strange as it may
seem, found him, with all his idiosyn-
cracies, to be fundamentally honorable,
kind. hearted, true as steel, even social
in his habits; and tears such as never
came to my eyes before or since, swelled
up, when helped TO lay him away from
the sight of all that loved him. Poor
c. His equal have never met; and
such curious death!
His detestation WAS a Yankee from
Vermont, who sought influence among
the people of the section we were in by
catering to the bitterest of the pro
slavery party. Col. c., southern
man, Georgian, saw through the hy-
pocrisy Of the Yankee, and with all the
vigor of his fiery nature, sought to rldi-
cule the pretensions of his rival, who
issued a weekly newspaper from an
office in the same township with us.
War had been proclaimed between the
rival papers before | entered upon the
scene, which continued until the Yer
monter, stung with an unusually bitter
article of the colonel's, challenged him to
fight; which the colonel was no wise re-
luctant to take up.
They fought, and the Nermonter was
shot through the right arm. The colonel
asked for the second fire. The Yankee
was hors dn combat Six months after the
duel, Col. c. was found murdered on
! the road between l. and R; but
although arrests were made, no evidence
was ever brought forward to give a clue
to the murderer. So we laid away the
mangled remains under the willow trees
of l. cemetery. Thirty years have
, nearly gone by since then, but never can
forget the sorrow felt at the loss Of
the curious man upon whom we piled
the EARTH Irascible, kind, demoniac,
gentle; hateful, yet forgiying When
, the poor sought charity he said No. but
he meant Yes! His purse was ever ready
to succor the needy, his hand always ur-
raised to defend the weak. How many
times have watched him as some tpoor
creature called upon him for help. Heap.
: ing oaths upon the applicant, would in
variably end with donation to assuage
the feelings.
remember me OF one day sending
him a proof of an article entitled, "Gan-
kee cupidity." which one of the appreu-
tice boys set up. Yankee stupidity
Colonel G. had marked the first proof
but the boy, whose duty it was to correct
it, failed to do so. marked it on the
seconl proof, and either by design OF
carelessness it went to press in that way,
and was not detected until about two
, hundred papers had been delivered. The
wrath of the colonel was fearful. Oltha
could hardly gurgle into his mouth fast
; notified him that | could stay with him
no longer His great rough face in
stantly passed from state of turbulence
and anger to laughing merry, good
, natured expression. stay, William,
he remarked, "Yiter all, IFS only the
difference of two extremes; but if
: thought it was cupidity and not stupid
ty that kept you here, dog-gone my
buttons if you could not 60 and be id
to you; do you see, ye id fool, where
it is? Here you've got to stay" and
handing me cigar-always a peaceful
, solution and end of our frequent quar-
rels-he marched off; aud stay | did
with him until We put him away ior
,, forever. That Colonel c. thought
much of me. was satisfied, and there is
, no telling but that | might have been a
sedate member of society, had he lived
In striking contrast to poor Colonel
= c., was the "Rev. Amos Tyrrell, B.
A."-as he loved to sign himself-a Bap
i! tist clergyman who, aside from hs
sacred duties, was ambitious or vain
/, enough to imagine that he was especially
fitted to adorn the ranks of the journal
! stic Profession. And, So bslieveing, he
l began the publication of weekly paper
: in N, Ohio, in 1854. | was unfortuu
a ate enough to be under his control foi
nearly five months. Much as | had
A travelled previous to that date, had tc
confess to myself that his equal a. liai
I and a humbug had never met with
i Page after page of matter have | seer
, him clip from magazines and newspapers
and insert in his paper, always putting
. his initials under each article, lest, per
= adventure, some gentle might imagine
: some one else had written it. | have
! even heard him describing to his friend:
{ the wonderful fatigue which ATTENDED
= the authorship of the stolen articles
Gentlemen" he would say, holding ou
! his paper and indicating the artirel, "yOl
live easy by your own ilresides, witt
D yolr little ones prattling at your knees
Z But there are no such joys or comfortl
i in store for me- Work. work. work.
d get up in the morning and sigh for JUS
little rest but the inexorable hand o
! fate points out, and the spirit cries, 'Yor
have work to do, Amos and, heedin,
: and accepting the call, | struggle on. |
u is sermon now, to strengthen the faitf
of my flock; an article, again, to elevat,
7 the condition of humanity. God speak,
to mel am his servant; his will mus
be done.' And his friends beievin.
him, would respond, "Amen, Brothe,
Tyrrell."
! For five months stood the oily gam
(? mon of this clerical fraud. At last, with
a utter contempt for the hypocrte, | tot
. him was preparing to leave his ser
vice.
. "You must not think of that" he said
q "lf you leave me now you break you
! contract, and therefore annul all claimi
, you may have against me. You can ac
as you see fit in the matter. My Make
knows that have no wish to wrong you
. but Justice must be meted out, though /
: rend in pieces the warm friendship anC