The Helena independent. [volume] (Helena, Mont.) 1875-1943, 1890-07-20
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1--WE ain't NO closer to settlement than |
Ne vas at fust. know it's mighty odd |
thing to do 1t funeral but I've got
to make. Now, like both of
You about tho same and want to do the tar
thing. How are you on the rss e,
aWhy, mean to give this funeral 70 the
man that kin fling tho other one down at
least three outen i've:
'.l3ut the folks would all declar US heath
ems il We was to do sich a thing" Hobbs
All right, then. Let ssrawfoot do the
preachin'."
"No, won't agree to that"
'.Wall, then, you'll halter rassle:
kin run putty peart. but ! never could ras-
"All right. then. You'll halter let Hobbs
do the preachin' an git the lioker."
AN right, then, you will come TO my
81 believe I can throw you" Hobbs re-
marked, turning and looking, with a sort OF
measuring eye, at the gaunt Strawfoot.
Eyes, you believe great many things
that amt true. know how to handle such
salt"
..Ah. ha! an ulster cut hoop poles"
"Wall, reckon you air about ripe for it
now" said Cado. Come on out here in
the lot an we will soon fix it."
Brother Cado," remarked the old man
who had first demonstrated with the exhort-
ers, ''let me beg you not to allow anything
80 unnatural an shockin'. Yo' wife is lynn
in thar, an it would be mighty outen place
fur you to so far forget her rs to git up rasslin
match between these fellers that know q
good deal more about pint bottle than
they do about the Testament. If folks that
have got more education than us ever hear
that We got up rasslin' match at funeral
| they'll think we amt no better than brutes,
an in my opinion they will think about
right. Don't let nuther one of these fellers
preach the funeral of that woman. for
der with the sick.
"Hush," replied old Cado, speaking in an
don't mean no disrespeck for the dear soul
that's gone. It was her wish that thar
funeral. Come, now. all hams, an wen
soon see who's goin' to win the prize"
They went into lot. It was an odd
match. One fellow spoke of it as the con-
test between the churn dasher and the nail
key. When they took hold of each other,
classic in some parts of the country. re-
marked: 'Throw yo' dye stuff"
"Keep yo' eye on yo' warp an look out
for yo' film" Strawfoot replied. Hobbs
fell on his back with resounding chick
They went at it again, and this time Hobbs
'thrashed the ground" with Strawfoot.
"Hold on" demanded old Cado, .! SEE
that you are too we'll matched, an will
thurfo' have to try it another way. Well
see which one of you kin stand the most
All, hah, have hit the very thing. Botf
of you 90 down in that we'll out thar-tht
water amt knee deep-an' sec which one
kin stand it the longest. an the one that
I comes out last NAV do the preachin'."
Both men scrambled down into the we'll
"This water amt no slouch," said Hobbs
4 trying to stand on one foot.
II amt felt nothin' colder since I Wal
frost Bit" Strawfoot answered; "but an
goin' to stick it OUT
"All right, I'm with you. When it comel
to stickin, wy I'm regular plaster. / have
made up my mind to preach that sermon
an git that. Ticker, an I'm goin' to sta,
right here"
eyes, but let me tell you that yo' shank,
will be mighty cold befo' you taste any o.
that Ticker. You'll need It. l reckon, mo
than YOU ever needed anything in THU
world"
About half an hour later Hobbs ex
claimed: "Oh, hold on thar, now. It ain
fair to stick aRin the WALL"
''Anything is far when thar is SO much a
: stake. Wush could stick up here, but
KANT. / wonder if fat man kin stan,
cold water better than lean man kin, any
!, how
swered, 'but do know that my shanks al
> about friz. Let's git out"
, "You go on If you want to-"
p "Oh, no. If was ter, you would be tn
last out an git the Ticker. Tell you what