Barbour County index. [volume] (Medicine Lodge, Kan.) 1880-current, 1892-02-03

rwo-headed bar with only one eye too,
were hep" said he.
Peleg would have liked to laugh, but
the Old Settler looked SO ominouslv
serious that his grandson restrained his
mirth, and related to his grandfather
the story of William, Tell When Peleg
told how Tell shot the apple from his
boys head the Old Settler was worked
up to the highest pitch, and he slapped
his hand on his knee and exclaimed:
Bully boy, Williami what a chap
he'd "a been at some o. them OF Sugar
Swamp shootin' matchesl He'd "a won
ev'ry durn turkeyr
Eyes, gran'pop." said Peleg, ''but
William Tell amt sol There never
was such a man, nor such tyrant, my
teacher says"
'Wull, I dino, Peleg," said the Old Set
tier. That's powerful good shootin,'
that's so, n mebbe it's stretched little:
but it don't seem to me th't anybody
could go m make up setch a yarn ez
that outen the hull cloth / don't see
how they KID hev the face to do it. If
yer teacher says th't ther hain't no
truth in this here story bout William
Tell it'd be jis' like her, b'gosh, to say
that Potiphar Jump, n Patty Beeler,
n Patty's pap, N the five dollar gold
piece, hain't so! 'Twouldn't s'prise me
a bitr'
who was they, gran'pop?" asked
Peleg.
"Wull, sonny, OIL Ben Beeler KEEP
store wunst at Sugar Swamp replied
the Old Settler. Patty were his dar-
ter, n nice gal she were! Nobody
never KID git it through 'em how she
KID be OF Ben's darter, fer he were
sourer thin the inside of lemon N
crosser thin a sick bar. Potiphar
Jump were a Xix ely young chap ez
didn't hev many 'arthly belongings,
but wat he did hev were o. the best.
Tha want better rifle in the hull
deestric' thin his'n, n all other bar
dogs want much better'n coon dogs
wen his OF dog Belcher were around.
Ez fer handlin' that rife O. his'n-wull,
wat he p'inted it at had to come down,
wuther it were settin', flynn or gallop-
in
'Potiphar tnort a heap o. that rifle
n that dog % his'n, but they had to
take back seat wen it kim to Patty
Beeler He had a great big heart,
Potiphar did, but it were all Patty's,
n Patty had traded her heart fer it.
But oil Ben Beeler had his eve on
somebody else th't he wanted Patty to
hitch to, N he snapped n growled n
turned ev'rything into vinegar ev'ry
time Potiphar kim round. One day,
arter Potiphar had asst OF Ben fer
about the hunderdth time to let him
hev Patty, the OF man snapped:
See here, consarn "! he says, III
tell y wat III do. Now they tell me
y kin cut things pooty close with that
says If you'll hit fve-dollar gold
piece with yer rife at a hunderd yard.
he says, the gals your'n.'
''Or Ben had funny grin on his
sour face ez he said that to Potiphar,
but Pouiphar didn't mind it, fer he
know'd it d be ez easy fer him to
pink flve-dollar gold piece at a hun
derd yard ez 1t ID be fer him to hit
bar. So he took oil Ben up right on
the spot, n they sot day fer the
shootin'. The day kim around, N
everybody from the hull s'roundin' ken
try were thar to see Potiphar shoot fer
Patty. OF Ben took out his five-dollar
gold piece N walked to the post whar
1t were to be put, N then wat do v
think he done? He sot the fve-dollar
gold piece with its edge lords Poti-
phar!
ben KUN back 'mongst the crowd a
GRIMM uglier than anybody had ever
seen him grin afore, m everyone sais
it were all up wfEto escape my memory.
Patty were thar, 'nfes-Ean. One day
right down wen sl1t- see wat her On
had done, fer how KID she s'pose th't
Potiphar KID shoot a hundred yard m
hit the thin edge of five-dollar gold
piece th't he KID hardly see if it were
turned full face lords him. But Poti-
phar were ez cool ez a cowcumber. If
he'd been gointer shoot at the side of a
barn fer dollar shot he couldn't "a
ben no cooler. He hauled up to draw
bead on the mark, Wen an idee hit him
N he let his gun drop. He draw'd the
load outen his rifle. Then he took out
his knife N broke half of its blade off
He rammed that down on his powder
"Jeewhizzp said everybody. OF
Ben has druv Potiphar crazyl'
But Potiphar hauled up n whanged
over to Patty, N putin his arms
round her waist hollered:
Its me N you, sure ez gunsr
Every body run to see if Potiphar
had hit the mark. He hadn't only hit
1t. He had pinned the gold piece from
edge to edge to the post with the knife
blade ez nice N slick ez if it had ben
druv in by hand!
81 didn't want to smash yer FIVE
dollar gold piece with bullet n Spite
It. said Potip har to OF Ben, fer l
thort mebbe y mowt want to give it to
Patty fer weddin' present.
"'N' SO oil Ben did, too, at Patty's
weddin' the very mex week. But it
wouldn't s'prise me bit, sonny, if that
schoolmarm o. your'n d say th't Poti-
phar n Patty n OF Ben n the FIVE
dollar gold piece was jist ez much
two-headed bar with only one eye,
b'gosh, ez she says William Tell n
the lapple is!''-Ed Mott, in N. Y. Sun.
N-rious OTSgin o. a Name.
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