The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1890-04-23
Row He Lost His Tai.

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Gentlemen" said a tall Eentrckian,
hauling up and leisurely taking his seat in
vacant chair, ''don'J make fun of that
thar dog, if you please" and, with face of
profound melancholy and touching pathos,
he added, unless you want to hurt his
feelings"
20, of course not, sir. If you dislike it.
But, pray, how did he come to be curtailed
Of his fair proportionsF
well gentlemen. I'll tell you,7 said the
Kentuckian, replenishing the spacious hol-
low OF his cheek with quid OF tobacco.
That thar dog was the greatest bar hunter
OF kalntuck. A few years ago ! usedsto
take my rifle and old Riptearer of an arter-
noon, and think nothing of KILN ten bars
One cold day in the middle of winter. bein'
troubled good deal with an old he bar
that used to carry off our pigs by the dozen,
started out with Riptearer, determined to
kill the old rascal or die in the attempt
well, arter we had gone about two
miles through the woods we all of sudden
came right smack on the old bar, with his
wife and three cubs. l know'd | couldn't
shoot 'em all at once, and ! know'd if
killed either of the old 'uns tother would
make at me, for l could see they were
mortal hungry. So says |, Rip, what'll we
dor Rip know'd what l was sayin', and
without watin' to bold any confab about it
he gave growl and pitched right in among
them. With that let fly at the old she
bar, cos know'd she was the worst when
the cubs was about. Over she rolled, as
dead as mackerel
Rip then hitched on the he-b'ar, and they
had most mighty tussel for about five
minutes, when the bar began to roar
enough like blue murder | run up then
and Knocked his brains out with the butt
end of my rifle. The cubs were so skeered
and cold that killed EN- all in about two
minutes with my knife. But Rip took on
terrible about my kncckin' off the old bar
on the head. At fust / thought he was
going TO tackle me. and says |, 'Rip, that's
downright ungratefuL' With that he
sneaked off in huff, but could easily sea
he was terrible mad yet.
well, left all the bars on the ground,
concluding to call back with the neighbors
for EN- as soon as could let 'em know. On
the way home Rip KEEP ahead of me- Every
time he thought how / killed the old bar
his tail would stand right up on end, ne was
so powerful mad.
ut was gettin' on to night, and began to
grow freezln' cold About half a mile from
the house Rip came to halt, thinkin' he'd
have another look back in the direction of
the bars. The scent of 'em raised his dander
wuss than ever. His tail stood right squar'
up, as stiff as hoe-handle. Just then it
came on colder than ever, and poor Rips
tail friz exactly as it stood. l was in a bad
fix-I had no fire to thaw it, While l was
thinking what I'd DO to get it down ag'in
big buck deer sprung up and darted right
over fence about fifty yards ahead. Rip
did not wait to be told whar to go, but
pitched after the deer. cracked away with
my rife, and just raised the fuzz between
his horns. As soon as Rip got to the fence
he thought he'd make short cut, so he
dashed right through. but his tail was so
brittle it broke off between the rails. Poor
old Rip was done for good. He,never had a
tail to show after that-it broke his spirit as
well as his tail; and that's how he come to
lose it. And now, gentlemen, I'm gettin' a
little dry, and, if you have no objection
wen take a horn"