The Bossier banner. [volume] (Bellevue, Bossier Parish, La.) 1859-1952, 1883-11-29
A Great Occasion.


An old fellow with grizzly beard and
lips indelibly dyed with tobacco juice
sat on log near rude house. A
stranger, well dressed and muscled in
no delicate way, rode up, dismounted,
tied his horse to sapling, approached
the stranger and said:
81 am lost"
The man on the log made no reply,
but discharged mouthful of t'ambiern
at a lizard that poked his head over a
chip in front of him.
II say, I'm lostn
''Wall. did / say yer wantP" and he
chewed his tobacco in apparent uncon-
Germ.
The stranger" took off his coat and
rolled up his sleeves. II know all
about you,n he said .sYou are an
Arkansaw squatter and have been liv-
| ing here since forty-fve. Hundreds of
benighted beings, lost in these internal
woods have begged you for information
concerning the road they desired to
follow, and you have given them all
kinds of eyasiye replies. / am prize
fighter and have been sent here by an
Eastern syndicate to thump you into
civilized submission. Now, dom t like
to pummel an old man, and I propose
to give you q chance. I am lost and |
| don't know where | am. .
The squatter discharged another
mouthful of juice at the lizard and re-
mained silent.
'sHow would. you advise me to get
out of this devilish community
I'D advise yer ter ride
"Come now, none of your foolishness.
/ know how to take you. Which way
would you advise me to ride. !"
s'As fast as yer ken.
Il see that I'll have to discharge
my duty. thought at first that I'd
scare you by saying I was prize
fighter. [ am only an unpretentious
citizen and have come long way to
look for the house of Emanuel Peters.
srWall, why don't yer lookpn
II have looked y
stLook agin.'
.sBut which way must / lookp''
| 'tOuten yer eyes, reckin.'
''Old man, I'll have to fight you"
HAll right and turning around he
yelled: ssOh, Tom, tell yer muir and
the chillun ter come here, fur we're
=
gun an dog with yer.'
/ 81 don't want to hurt you, old man."
/ ..Don't be skeered. You won't hurt
me-"
4 '.But don't want you to hurt me. 2
stThen mosey.n
al won't mosey. For the last two
days / have been looking for the house
of Emanuel Peters and have been put
off by such fellows as you and have
decided not to stand it any longer
Now, | am going to jump on you,n and
without giving the old man time to re-
ply, he seized him. The old fellow
exhibited remarkable activity, and in a
moment had thrown the young man
against the ground with force that
made his teeth chatter. He was up
again in an instant This time he Sc
cured better hold. He danced around
in way of which the old man could
J hardly keep track. Tom and the old
woman came out, but did not bring the
: dog and gun.
ssWatch his capers, pap" said the
old lady. "Hug him, fur he's mighty
peart. :"
Finally the young man downed the
. old fellow, sat on him and asked:
''Now will you tell me where / can
! find Emanuel Petersp''
II amt never objected ter tellin'
whar the old man is.
Eyes, you did, " and he held the old
J fellow in q manner not to be mistaken
for gentleness.
} ssYer never axed whar the oldgman
was, Yer axed Whar was his house.
The old man amt got no house, The
high water washed it over on another
5 feller's land, and since that he has beer
!; rentin' it.
> ssWell, where's the old manp''
: 'pm him.
.'Great goodness!' said the young
! fellow, arising, HIm your SON anC
havn't seen you since I was child"
. "WeIl, I'll be dog gon'' exclaimed
$ the old fellow, grasping his sons hand
Q I thought something strange when fel
. yer grip. / mouter knowed then tina
r yer belonged to the family. Muir, s'lut'
f yer soE. Tom, fetch the bottle an m,
;, yaller coat. This is a occasion fur put
9 tin on style.-Arikaasaa0 Traveler.