The Cecil Whig. [volume] (Elkton, Md.) 1841-current, 1888-01-07
MAJOR BELFIELD'S EXPERIENCE.
Fred Il. c.rruta, in The Chicago Ts,,ane.

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In the Spring OF 1882 "Maj." Bel
field, Of Pierre, Oak, had an adven-
ture in Chicago of which he has al
ways felt rather proud. l met him
on the caboose Of a freight train out
between Blunt and Rosseau while he
was returning from Garden City.
"When plain-looking old b1oke
like me goes to Chicago" said the
Major, "he's got to keep his eyes
peeled"
"Did they try to work you,
Major?"
Took me for yearling," he re-
piled, as he whetted his pocket-knife
on his boot-legs. Picked me up
for pilgrim from Oshkosh. Lowed
was on my bridal trip, l reckon"
But you were too much for them,
Major?''
"They tried to drive me with a
straight bit, but l laid down with 'em
In the shat S an afterwards kicked
the top off'n their wag'n, he con-
tinued. 1t might be incidentally men,.
toned that the Major was proprietor
OF the River Front Livery Barn and
Corral. When got through
buckin' l was the only live critter on
the ground"
But how did it happen, anyhow"
IVY, it was like this: / was
walkin' long street with buildin's
loomin' up like cou' t-house. on both
sides, sorter tryin' to see my way
out, when slick-losking cuss with
soft clothes on an big watch-chain
come up an sticks out his hand an
says he: WY, Mister Brown, how
are you? Thunder! But Pm highly
glad to see you! When'd you come
down an how's Aunt 'Melia an all
the folks3 an all the time he
a-workln' my arm up'n' down '.if he
thought was pump an he had
iis' poured two quarts of warm water
in the top Of my head to prime me.
| let him pump an felt round under
my coat an found my gun was there
yet an my belt under my vest was
full O. ca'tridges an l could feel nv.
knife yet in my bootleg, so says 1:
'Wo be you?'
"W'y don't you know Hae??" says
he, I'm Seth Green, old Abner
Green's son that used to go to school
at the Shake Hollow school-house.
| know YOU well, then,' says l,
eff that's the case who be l?' You're
'Squor' Doty, of Oshkosh, of course
says he. No l amt, says l. You
ain't?' says he, an his lower jar be-
gan to fall. Then who be you?'
My name is David Rogers an Pm
from Sheboygan.' oh, ah,' says he
4 beg your pardon-mistakes will
happen. Down for pleasure, l pre-
sume? No, not exactly says i.
brought down bout two thousand
to invest in agricultural machinery
'Haha Hey3' says he. %, excuse
me ag'in-I got a very important
engagement an must hurry long
He went of walkin' fast an | sorter
soldiered long lookin'- f-- --e-,-
where could go ir-.. Z" :. ~
for'able an at home
"Pd gone mebbe -, 5.t -.
when | see anoth
young man eominS;;s =
He stopped off
an says he to himself, - 3
be him-bless me, it -
began to work my arnls ,.zsxzzi1s,
matter?' says l. I'm So 'ae
you, says he. You're Dasse r. 60 see
of Sheboygan, my father's]ole gers
Who be you7' Gays I. 'Myn endP
Asa Smith-you must rememSs
me- says he. % yes, that's so.,M
says |, I remember you we'll. How
you gittin' alongf 'First-rate, first
rate, Mister Rogers says he. I'm
comm up to Sheboygan to see all
the folks bout the Fourth of Jul :
Would you mind takin' she a
walk?' No. says l. So we walk (.
along down for mile or so. We,
another young man, who he in
duced as a friend O. his'n, an W
had very pleasant time. They 4
very handy p'ntin' out prom =
buildin's an s1ch likes ~
once il, ! =
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