Pullman herald. [volume] (Pullman, W.T. [Wash.]) 1888-1989, 1889-12-14
roo MANY GLASSES.
The Reason Why His Eyes Weni
Back on Him.


The Reason Why His Eyes Went
Back on Him.
doctor, said a red-faced and wa
tery-eyed man from Wayne township,
as he came into DR.. Babcock's Office,
in hammondsport, the other day, "rm
afraid my eyes are goin' back on me,
and 1 dropped in to kind O. see if 1 can
find out where they're lame"
"Ahi" said the doctor. "What
seems to be the matter with your
eyes?"
That's what l don't know replied
the man, "but they played me a trick
t'other day that don't leave no room
for doubt but what there's somethin'
out O. gear with 'em somehow. I'll
give you the symptoms. Maybe you
don't know that l am quite a COON
hunter, but l am. Tother day my
boy bought one O. these britch-loadin
and repeatin' shotguns, and l told him
I'd go out and see how it'd work on a
coon. | went out and hadn't gone
more than mile up the hill before |
seen big coon pop onto the limb of a
chestnut tree He came there so sud
den that couldn't get it through me
where he had come from or how he got
there. But ] didn't stop to ask no
questions. but up and blazed away.
Now, I've got the name over our way,
Doc, of never missin' anything / shot
at, and of course when pulled up and
whanged away at that coon l expected
to see him tumble, but he didn't When
the smoke cleared away he sot there
just as he was when l seen him first. |
was surprised, now, tell you. |
thought it was the guns fault, but
blazed away again. The coon never
moved happened to look, somehow
or other, at a tree off to the right of
the one the coon was in, and there sot
another coon on a limb. / thought I'd
try my luck on him, and so | let him
have a shot. He never stirred. l be-
gun to get mad by this time, and
durin' little conversation l was havin'
with myself about the gun l happened
to glance at a tree to the left OF the
first tree, and there on a limb was an
other coon. | tried my duck on the
third coon, and didn't hit him no more
than | did t other two. l looked at
the first tree; there was that coon set
tin right where he was when | first
seen him. | looked at the second tree
and there was the coon still on the
limb. l turned my head toward an
other tree and there l seen a fourth
coon. and looking around me, which
ever way l might, every tree l seen
had a coon in it, and ali as fat as cOons
could be. l got wild.
'Thunderr l hollered; heres the
woods full O coons, and han't got
nothin' but this new-fangled gun that
won't hit d barn.
but l begun to blaze away as fast
as the gun could spit cartridge, fust
at one coon and then at another, until
every darn load was emptled out O.
that gun, and hadn't dropped coon.
l was jist agoin' to slat that gun to
flinders against tree, when l happen
ed to rub my eye. and when took my
hand down, there on my finger was
nice, jolly, fat tick. l looked up. but
every coon was gone The fact O. the
matter is, Doc, that wood tick had been
hangin' on to one of my eye winkers
all the time, and thought was SEEM
coons. Be l gittin' near-sighted or is
the optic nerve doublin' up on me?"
Neither one," said the doctor.
"ILaYe the hind pocket in your hunting
pants cut down from quart size to half
pint, and you'll be all right"
The man went out shaking his head
and said he'd think about it.-Ham-
mOndsport Letter in New York Sun.