McCook weekly tribune. (McCook, Neb.) 188?-1886, 1883-11-08

home. Pa got up and shook the ashes
out of his trousers legs and picked up
a piece of board and started back. You
never saw tribe of Indians get scared
so quick as we did,. As | went in the
hen coop and got under barrel l
heard pa say, THAT busts up the Buffalo
Bill business. No more wild western
steer lassoing for your uncle Ike
Well, no one was to blame but pa. He
thinks he can do everything, and when
he gets tangled he lays it to me. We
went out on the street with our tOma-
hawks, when pa went to brush himself,
and went on to our reservation and dis
banded, and peace reigns again; and
the Boston girl has gone home with
the idea that we are all heathens out
west.
81 should think your pa would learn,
after awhile, that he is too old to fool
around as ne did when he was boy"
said the grocery man, as he got away
from the boy for fear he would be
scalped.
"That's what I told him when he
wanted to try my BICYCLE" said the
boy, as he broke out laughing. she
saw me riding the bicycle, ana said he
could do it as well as could, if he
could once get on, but he couldn't
spring up on it quite as spry as he used
to, and he wanted me and my chum to
hold it while he got on. told him he
would get hurt, but he said there
couldn't no boy tell him anything about
riding, and so we got the bicycle up
against a shade tree, and he put his feet
ON the treadles and told us to turn her
loose. Well, honest, 1 shut my eyes
cause didn't want to see pa get tied
up in knot. But he did. He pushed
with one foot, and the bicycle turned
sideways, then'he pushed with the other
foot, and it began to wiggle, and then
he pushed with both feet and pulled on
the handles, and the front wheel struck
an iron fence, and as pa went on top of
the fence the hind wheel seemed to rear
up and kick him, and pa hung to the
fence and the bicycle hung to him, and
they both went down on the sidewalk,
the big wheel on pas stomach, one ham
die up his trousers leg, the other handle
down his coat collar, and the other
wheel rolling around back and forth
over his fingers, and he yelling to US to
take it off. L never saw two peo-
pie tangled up the way pa and the
bicycle was, and we had to take it
apart, and take pas coat off and rollup
his pants to get him out. And when he
got up and shook himself to see if he
was all there, and looked at it as though
he didn't know it was loaded, and look
ed at me and then at my chum in q sort
of a nervous way, and looked around
and scringed as though he expected the
bicycle was going to sneak up behind
him and kick him again, he wanted me
to 60 and get the axe TO break the BIZ
cycle up with, and when [ laughed he
was going to take me by the neck and
maui the bicycle, but / reasoned him
out of it. l wasn't to blame for his
trying to gallop over an iron picket
fence with a bicycle, cause 1 told him
he better keep off of it. think if men
would take advice from boys oftener
they wouldn't be so apt to get their sus-
penders caught on an iron picket fence
and have to be picked up in basket.
But there is no use of us boys telling a
grown person anything, and by keeping
still and letting them break their bones,
we save getting kicked. 1t would do
some men good to be boys all their
lives, then they wouldn't have to imi-
tate. Hello, there goes the police patrol
wagon, and | am going to see how it
rides on the back STEP" and the boy
went out and jumped on the hind end
of the wagon, and then picked himself
up out of the mud and felt of his head
where the policeman's club dropped on
it