Fort Worth daily gazette. (Fort Worth, Tex.) 1882-1891, 1883-08-04
Unlucky Bill Goggins.
From Golden Days.

tniucky Dill EOgginS.
From Golden Days.
"Thar was nobody livin' in the
forks o. Peach Tree and Pea Vine down
in Georgy them days but my daddy
and Uncle which Uncle Peter
lived cloast to whar the two cricks line,
and daddy about u halfa mile furder
up. Neighbors was sca'ace, and thar
were Il power of varmints in the woods.
ANY painters? Yes, big am. He
used to come around our house of n
night and have the biggest Kline of a
rumpus with our dogs. Many's the
time. I've seed the dogs run 'un when
he'd be n crossfn' from Peach Tree to
Pea Vine and back.
Well, thar was a man up thar by the
name of Old Man Goggins which he
had right smart Of hogs. One day he
heard Il hog n squealin' down the
swamp, an he tole his two SOILS, Bill
an Sam, to 90 and see what was pes
term of it.
''Bill and Sam went, they did, and
they hadn't got nowlar atore they seed
that pesky pant'r jes everlastlingly
gobbling up one of the old mans best
KILN hogs.
both the boys let into hollerin' es
loud es they could squail to skeer the
vermint off, and the pant'r turned
loose the hog, an taken ertersthe boys
es hard es he could tear
Hit was lively times just about then.
No glass ever growed under them boys
feet--not as anybody knows on. But
bill he stumped IS toe, he did, an
sprawled off on the ground, an afore
he could he could git up, or even say
his prars, the pant'r lit onto i'm an
commenced to chaw lin and scratch
i'm dreadful.
Bill were monstrous skeered, but lie
had sense enough about i'm to make
out like he was dead, an the varmint
kivered him up with the leaves an
truck and tuck after Sam.
cole man Goggins heered the boys
when they gin the fust yell, an him
am Jack Peters drapped what they was
a-doin' an run down toward the
swamp.
"The ole man had lis gun--which
it was double bar'l shot-gun-loaded
with squirt shot, an Jack had u big
knife.
well, they hadn't gone fur afore
4 they met Sam Citing up an dustin,
/ an The painter after i'm like a streak
/ o. lightnin' through a piae thicket.
"When the painter seed the mer
a-comin' he stopped of sudden like
/ an turned back toward whur Bill was
alvin es still eff he was dead sure
enough, which he was badly hurt.
Thar the painter stood a-switchin
of his tail, an growlin', es much as t
say:
This ver's my meat, an III tear the
hind sights oft n any man that pester
Of it
"Ole man Coggins felt powerful iu
Y bous. Thar lay his sou nj about dead
and he was 'bleeged to git him ava,
from that hungry varmint-least-way
to try. But hit went mighty gains
the grain TO tacle full-grown pante
with thinlbleful O small shot.
"While the ole mau was studyin
4 what to do, an dom nolhin', tn
painter made like he was a-goin I
set down an make his dinner cff'1
pore Bill, 'thout even askin' tn
blessin.
"The ole man couldn't stan that. III
I up with his gun, an blaze away VIII
both barl's.
when the smoke cl'ared away tina
Law Bill IA moanin' end the pani,er wa
up q gum tree, not mora twenty roc
from whar the ole man Goggins was
stan'in'. Jack Peters WAS right benin
The ole man, which he'd been thar Il
the time. iookin' like he wished h
was somewhat else.
"Vhings didn't stan that wey Ions
erin it "a take you to say Jack Robif
son, fore the varmit hi out'n that tn
, onto ole man Goggins shoulder ike
thousand O brick on q rotten puml
kin. Hit knocked the ole man Ike
fiummux on the groun', an his gu
flew out'n his hands about ten foot.
"The painter hilt onto his shouldt
!, with teeth like death to a dead Atrical
I, an 1t did pear like the ole man Wa
;, goin' TO be ct up alive. :.
= "But Jack Peters Jun up an VII
? one sw ipe his knife he cut the va
mit's throat from year to year.
;, "Did that kill him? You can j
!. make aiiidavy it did. But be hilt n
!. holt ON the ole mans shoulderj es' III
= he was alive. an amt a-sittin' be
This minute ef Jack Peters didn't ha
!. 10 prize his Jaws apart with a STICK
,, wood foe ever the ole man could
q loose.
y 1.-THE ole man an boy was both la
> up u long tinie, but they overed it
n. last.
- THAT ar hoy was the onluckiest ca
= ever | seed, for arter he got well, thu
~ der struck him. But he oyered IL, :
=. one night he stole melon. an VIII
~ he was a-runnin' or with II, a mogg
~ son bit, him, an he overed that, Z
~ Then he stole Il horse, an went TO
-, penitentiary an served out his IN
~ AM when he come back, he Killed
20 man, an they hung the drafted I'M
an got rid of I'M.
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