Butler citizen. [volume] (Butler, Pa.) 1877-1922, 1882-06-14

o he ndu now Inc speclal QlSauVantae
o of having been upon his feet durin:
: se' ecal hours of very tiresone exc
, cists
He'll try to ride you, Bill" sal
l Allen, hastily, but you keep him of
He can fling yoa, | expect; but yo
, can outlast him in licks Don't le
him ride you"
As the colonel advanced, Mr.. Bill
! But, alas | am not an epic bard
nor even Pindaric, nor is there on,
whom can command to duly celebrat
this combat. Mr.. Bowden, the village
postmaster, was a person somewhat
addicted to poetry (reading it,
mean). and he was heard to say sever
al times afterward that it reminded
him, he thought, more than any fgh
be had ever witnessed, of the famou;
one between Diomedc and Mars on th,
plain of Troy. But the school-mas,er
who was Homeric scholar, rather
intimated to some OF the advanced
pupils that Mr.. Bowden did not seem
to him quite clear in his mind which
was Mars and which was Diomede
For first fight, and that with an ex
perienced antagonist, Mr.. Bill conduct.
ed himself with surprising dexterity
in the giving and evasion of blows,
and when evasion was not successful,
with becoming fortitude 1t was,
however, a tiresome business. He
showed that and once after putting in
one OF his best, when he was attempt
| ing to withdraw himself from the return,
he had the misfortune to tread upon a
corn-cob that happened to be lying in
his rear. This turning beneath him.
he lost his balance, and the colonel
rushing upon him, he fell to the
ground upon his left side.
There, nowl' said Miles Bunkly
Hadn't been for that confounded corn
| cob
Unable to finish what he would
have said, he raised his hands on high,
and clasped them in intense grief.
Whispering to Allen few words,
he took out bis handkerchif and cover
his eyes for a few moments.
Bill said Allen, Miles says you
hold on as long as you can. lfyou
git too badly used up, he'll help you to
take care % Rom and Reme'
Then Mr.. Bill Williams was worth
seeing, though PROSTATE on the field.
These words fell upon his ear with
force irresistible. But for Mr.. Bow
den's incertitude as to the impersona-
| ton of those combatants of the heroic
age, he might have compared these
words of Miles to those of Pallas,
when
"Raged Tydices, boundless in his ire:
'Pallas commands, and Pallas lends thee
force"
As it was, Mr. Bill pronounced the
names ROM Rene once, and then
he gave groau that sounded less q
groan than q roar And then in spite
of the superintendent weight, he sud-
denly reached his arm arond the col
oncl's neck and drew his head to the
ground
1t was said of Miles Bunkly by peo-
pie of veracity, and those who had
known him longest and most intimate
| ly, that this was the only occasion dur
| ing life whereon be was known to have
shouted. Then, with the mildness yet
the solemnity of an experienced good
man whose admonitions thereto have
gone unheeded, he remarked to the
Colonel, as the lattcr's body was slow
ly but inevitably following his head
beneath Mr.. Bill like the stag in the
anacondas mouth, You see how it is,
Nose | told you, if you didn't mind,
you'd ketch the molloncholly yourself
some day
The Colonel, apparently concluding
that the time bad come, said, as dis
tinctly as be could, stop it, Bill; l
give it up
Let him up, Bill, said Allen; you
got his word
No, sir, not till he's apologizcd.
He's Jest acknowledged hissclf whip
ped; he haint apologized'
1'm sorry, Bill, for havin' hurted
your feeln's and your wiie's,' said the
Colonel.
80 fur so good, answered Mr. Bill,
leisurely stretching himself ut ease on
his foe, az If he would reposc after bis
fatigue--'so fur so good; but what
about Romerlus Williams and Remer-
lus Williams p lie never called the
full names Of his boys except on inl
pressive occasions,
Come, Bill said Allen. taking him
by the arm, 'enough's enough
Mr.. Bill rose with the reluctant mir
Of man reused from luxurious
couch whereon he had been iDdulglng,
though not to the full, in sweet sleep
and sweeter dreams. The colonel
arose. and unpitied Of all, SUNK limp.
ing away. Miles Bunkly, the tears in
his eyes, laid his hands on Mr.. Bil's
shoulders, and said:
Il knowed it were oblecged to be In
YOU. William, ef it could be fotch out
: and my respects of certain person
was that, that knowcd she'd fetch il
out in time. It's done fotch out, and
from this time forrards you and yourn
may 20 long your gayly way down
the hill O life, and all got TO say to
YOU and them, William is 90 IT! Anc
, now 20 wash your face and hands, ant
. 90 long home to happiness and bliss
/ don't say you never deserved 'em be
fore, but ] do say you deserve Zen
now.
VI.
Myp said Mr.. Bill, when he ha'
} washed, and was feeling the knots AM
/, bruises on his face, and trying to opeI
!, his eyes-'myl but amt it tiresomc
f | ruther maui rails all day 'ithout IN.
r dinner, or break two O. Molly's colts
0 mules at that, than to have to &
! through sich as that agin. Thanky
@ Miles, and come and see II fellow IL
J., babe all adieu, and went on home
}, where something in the bosom OF hi
II family awaited him that is worth r.