The Sedalia weekly bazoo. [volume] (Sedalia, Mo.) 187?-1904, 1893-04-11

the Barnes first batch. The Lord
help the west, or at least, give us a
rest in the medical college line. I'd
like to hear the plain unbiased opin-
ion of certain physicians on medical
colleges and medical students. 1t
would make interesting reading.
GOOD STORY.
And by the way. / have a little
story to tell which may amuse BAzoo
readers. Just about thirty years ago
l was doing a little scouting service
for Frank P. Blair down in Arkansas
not far from the Missouri line. was
a fine young fellow in those DAYS and
full Of self.cOnfidence. ] had been
caught in a little ambuscade,
but with my usual luck had
escaped without damage to my
self, my poor horse was badly
wounded, so badly that concluded to
kill him, which did. / was plodding
along through the woods, wondering
what was going to become of me any
how, when l saw approaching, mount
ed on a mule, a grizzly old fellow
armed with a gun that might have
been the Queen Anne musket that
Mark Twain so graphically tells
about. l didn't have anything against
the old man, though l could see he
was the rankest old rebel in the state.
but | wanted his mule and / didn't
want to kill him, so | concluded to
dog him until he "camped" and then
take my chances for the mule. | fol-
lowed that old cuss for three hours
until it got plumb dark and then he
finally halted.
l waited patiently until he had
taken bis supper, enjoyed smoke and
finally turned in with his feet to the
fire and wrapped IN his blanket.
GETTING THE MULE.
The old mule was securely hobbled
and left to take his chances. waited
until / thought the old fellow was
dreaming that JEFF Davis was presi-
dent and he secretary of state and
then / went tor the mule. Now, mules
are very uncertain and l knew it, tor
I'd had experience, 50, the first thing
l did was to loose the ANIMALS legs and
give it a chance to wander at its own
sweet will. 1t came my way and ]
it. Just as did, the infer
nal beast gave hee-haw that would
have aroused q grave yard. The old
man sprung to his feet and blazed
away ut thesnoise. / couldn't help it,
1 had to shoot him and the fire light
enabled me to fetch him. Whatever
he loaded his gun with struck me in
the lett side, a little to the back and
seemed to hit me in the back bone.
stuck to the mule though. and, after
severaldays, succeeded in findinga fed
eral force to which was attached one of
those prentice surgeons that killed 80
many good men. He patched me up
as best he knew how and ! got 80 that
managed myself pretty nearly as
good as ever l was. But my back
burt all the time and when the cruel
war was over, it hurt worse and worse
went to doctors and surgeons without
but it was no use One day
last week, my back hurt me worse
than ever, l could hardly get about
and l felt naturally very cross.
FOUND THE SLUG.
never did cross the street to get
out Of a fight and it transpired that
on Wednesday had a little turn up
with a fellow who came pretty near
getting away with me. After the
affair my back hurt me grievOusly.
went home and laid down putting
my hand behind me and feeling my
back bone, l discovered hard sub
stance protruding just under the skin.
reached for my pocket
knife made an incssion and
then putting in my finger
pulled out piece of iron about as big
as the end of . mans thumb.
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