Union County courier. [volume] (Elk Point, Union County, D.T. [S.D.]) 187?-1913, 1884-04-23

Into the Tssotlees VOID.
Sometimes the Sunday-school becl
hits II riyht, and tho wicked man set1
1t square in the nose.
Wrong and wickedness do not alway,
bust the suoot - II were. of the up.
right man.
I've known several instances myssll
where such was not the case, aud
desire at this moment to give one
Of those incidents to tho civilissd
world.
In the winter Of 1850 there VA
quite party Of us encxmpod on the
Mussclshell traders aud buffalo-hunt.
ors. some In tents aud some in '.shacks. !"
l grieve to say that the majority Of the
party kept right on through the cold
weather fighting against the rattlesnake
bite Of the preceding summer.
Only one man Of the gang seemed b
have conscientious scruples against
sheSp-d p and the iu.ce of-Ns-
i tlon. That was Wyandotts 6nish q
Ubet.
He said when be got ready to soaA
his soul 10 the liquid of the devil ha
would take his chances ID dus form
after he had she'd mortality aud put on
Immortality. Those were the senets ol
Wyandotte Smith. He proposed to
odsr . resolution once in while as to
what should 20 into his internal econo-
my to steal away The gray matter OF
his cerebel.um.
One night when the coin-silver slice
OF moon rode high athwsrt the azure
dome, . band OF buifalo-slayers and
''mu. .krat-skinners," filled with mis-.
chief and VALLEY tan. stolo forth to have
some fun with Wyandotte Smith.
When . mans head begins to On.
large with an alcoholic idea, you will
generally find him searching for q
temperance man with whom he can
argue while hc breathes at him with
that odOr # tho cynical bung-starter.
and tries to convince him that total
abstinence 10 vitality wrong.
These boys decided that they would
monkey with the Q ,een E. xabeth fire.
place connected with Mr. Smiths
shack.
Inside you could see through the
chinks Mr.. Wyandotte Smith frying
bacon or Porkopolis quail.
The plan was to sift some gunpow-
der throu III the intcrstices (whatever
those are) of the rustic chimney into
the fire. and. surprise Mr.. Wyandotte
Smith with tho forthwith and extreme
ly consecutive manner in which 1t
would sputter. The par. y would then
laugh softly and do it some more,
A young Swcde, called by the party
Twoqunrt kc,tleson. took the kcg Of
powder and began TO sift 1t into the
big broad chimney. while the rest stood
around looking into the shack to watch
Wyandotte Smith when the fire should
begin to stammcr and spit at him.
Wyandotte Smith was singing '.Oh,
what shall the harvest be?' and lab
bing the bacon every little while with
pair OF old-fashionod ullet-molds.
Kettlcson sifled in some powder. It
did not make any remarks.
He sificd in some more. It acted as
though it might be damp.
He let In some more. and finallv rot
disgusted and poured sho wlioao
blamed thing in; but il never even
flashed.
WyuuuOttc Cmttu Wcut on: Nv nat
shall the harvest bc-e-e-ep Oh.
what shall the harvest be?''
As he struck high G, Two-Quart
Kettleson shot through q jack-pi0e out
into :hc great track.ess void, into The
silence and the night, in;o the ether
blue. across the place where they hang
up the robe Of night athwsrs the ut
most rim OF the HORIZON went Mr.. Xet-
tleson with unhagging momentum.
while in the little cabin we could hear
Wyandotte warbling his inquiry a. to
what the harvest should bc.
1t turned out that there was large
shelving rock in the wide chimney that
held the whole keg IT powder till
struck the high note in his
song. and that passed . little into tho
fire. Then MI. Kcttleson took his
flight. Wo failed 10 find him.
We tried . ccrtiorari and = rcquisi-
ton from the Governor. search war.
rant and quart Of LEM ne; but wo
did not find MIN. biA Nye ~ Puck.