McCook weekly tribune. (McCook, Neb.) 188?-1886, 1883-11-08
PECK'S BAD BOY AND HIS PA.
The Boys Play "Wild West" Show---The
Old Man Lassos a Cow and Gets
Pulled Around.

PecEs Sun.
"Well, how is my little angel without
wings, to-day?" asked the grocery man
of the bad boy, as he came in with red
paint sticking to his ears, and blue
paint around his eyes and nose, which
looked as though feeble attempt had
been made to wash it off, while aroost-
er feather stuck through his hat, and a
bead moccasin was on one foot and o
rubber shoe on the other.
go, l am all bushoo. Bushoo, that
is Indian. I am on the war-path, and 1
am no angel this week. This is my
week off. 1t beats all, don't it, how
different fellow feels at different times.
For the last two weeks l have been so
good that it made me fairly ache, and
since that Buffalo Bill show was here,
with the Indians, and buffaloes, and
cowboys and steers, am all broke up.
| We have had the worst time over to our
house that ever was. You see, all of US
boys in the neighborhood wanted to
have Buffalo Bill show, and pa gave
us permission to use the back yard, and
he said he would come out and help us.
You know that Boston girl that was WIS.,
iting at our house, with the glasses on?
Well, she went home the next day. She
says this climate is too wild for her.
You see, we boys all fixed up as In
dams, and we laid for some one
to come out of the house, to scalp,
the way they do in the show. We
heard rustic of female garments, and
we all hid, and when the Boston girl
came out to pick some pansies in mas
flower-bed, we captured her. You
never see girl so astonished as
she was. We yelled 'yip-yip' and I
took hold of one of her hands and my
chum took hold of the other, and her
bangs raised right up, and her glasses
fell off and she said %, you howwid
things We took her to our Lair in the
hen house and tied her to q tin rain wa
ter conductor that came down by the
corner of the barn, and then we danced
and yelled 'ki-yi,' until she perspired.
[ took my tomahawk and lifted her
hair and hung it on the chicken roost,
and then I made speech to her in In
dian. said, The pale face maiden
from the rising sun is in the hands of
the Apaches, and they yearn for gore.
Her brothers and fathers and uncles,
the Indian agents, have robbed the
children of the forest of their army
blankets and canned lobster, and the
red man must be avenged. But we
will not harm the pretty white maiden,
except to burn her to the stake. What
has she to say? Will she give the red
men taffy, or will she burn Just
then pa came out with q cistern
pole, and he rescued the white
maiden, and said we mustn't be so
rough. Then the girl said she would
give us all the taffy we wanted, and she
went in and she and ma watched us
from the back window. Pa watched us
rob a coach, and he said it was first
rate The man that collects the ashes
from the alley, with horse and wagon,
had just loaded up and got on the wag-
on, when two of my Indians took the
horse by the bit, and four of us mounted
the wagon and robbed the driver of q
clay pipe. and a pocket comb, and a
knife, but he saved his ashes by prom
ising never to reveal the names of the
robbers. Pa just laughed, when we
gave the ash man baek his knife and
thinsg, and said he hadn't had so much
fun for long time. Then we were 60
ing to lasso wild Texas steer and ride
1t the way they did in the show, aid pa
said that was where he came in handy.
He said he could throw lasso just like
a cowboy. We got my chum's pas cow
out of the barn, and drove her up the
alley, and pa stood there with close
line, with a big moose in the end, and
he headed off the cow and threw the
lasso. Well, you'd dide to see pa sweep
things out of the alley with his pants.
The cow was sorter scared when we
drove her up the alley, cause 1
guess she thought it was time
she was MIXED, and when pa
stepped out from behind the
barrel and throwed the rope around her
neck, guess she thought it was all day
with her, for, she turned and galloped
and kicked up and beloved, and pa
did not know enough to let go of the
rope. First pa followed the cow down
the alley sitting down, and about a
bushel of ashes got up his trousers
legs, and the tomato cans and old oyster
cans flew around like a cyclone was
blowing. Us Injins climbed up on the
fences to get out of the way, and that
scared the cow more, and she snatched
pa along too quick. [ yelled to pa to
let 90 of the rope, and just as the
cow drawed him under a wagon pa let
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