Burlington weekly free press. [volume] (Burlington, Vt.) 1866-1928, 1893-05-11


de berry insides outer dem!
Well, we are dom fine till we come to
Red Dog. At Red Dog, arter Napoleon
have used up his regular bull an de bets
am all settled mp an the cunnol have
rake in do money, one Josey lookin fell
Ter he gifts mad. He tell de cunnel dat
1t wuz IA put up job-dat de bar have
whip de bull aforc.
Oh course de cunnel rip an swear dat
he Is high tone gent, cum from de souf,
but de chap he amt skeered--he law
right long. At las dc Josey Teller turn
| up him nose at Napoleon an say he'll bet
emmy mount dat de bar KANT whip his
ole Jackass, an he pint to er sleepy look
IN ole burro tied to post
De cunnel jump at dat offer Dey keep
raisin ob de bets till it git up ter five
| tousand dollars side, an de cunnel
KANT put up no mo money. De mex
day is sot fur de fight. When de amer
nils am put inter de ring moas' all dc
| people jis vile to bet on de bar.
AT las de bettin is done. De cunnel
he hab borrisd all my owl winnins-
bout three t'ousand dollars--to bet on
Napoleon on de outside. Den de anermils
am turn loose
De donkey it stan kinder sleepy an
onconsarned, but Napoleon git up on his
| hind feet an march toardS him.
Two to one on de barr Tree to
one on de bar yell de fellers. Take
it. Take it! take dem bets." sing out
de Joaey.
As de bar come up poorly close, de ole
burro look ut him an move off pootv
smart fur bout five rod. "Bahl' "Oh"
"Iee haw. cries de fellers. Ten to
one on de bar Il takes 'em" says de
Josey.
All at onct-uuicker dan wink-dat
ole jacGass wake up. He whirl an
run at de bar Wit his nouf open like one
desc we're flax brakes. Den, iis' while
de bar is 'stolIish at dis, de jackass
wheel an plant botf hin feet under his
chin. Down goes Napoleon He is
, knocked stupid. Den de ole jackass go
at BIN wifi his teef. Take him by de
scruff OBJ de neck and Trash de groun
wifi him. Den he kick him in de ribs II
time er two, and den ag'in pitch in
wifi his teef an drag Napoleon long de
muffin at all Him got hmm nose tucked
tween him fore legs an hab rull hisse'f
up like IA ball. All he do is jis' to whine
and heller while de ole jack am snakin
oh MIN about.
II gives it up shouts de ctmnel
Take off dat deDil oh donkeyw
Well, de Josey fros lasso, an after
de pullin oh bout five men de iackass
am dragged away from de bar wifi bout
hatful ha'r III lis inouf.
Den in de settlin up dar was a time.
Lord, what swearin. Sebberal dozen
people got dar eveteef cut dat dav. Ne
AN de cunuel boff broke-nary a splitter
lef', We hab run foul ob de great bar
tghtin burrO ob Jamison cricll"-de same
dat arter dat whipped de wild boar M
at Tehama.
DE mex luoflin we finds Napoleon deaf
III de stable. De cunnel he look berry
blue, but at las he cheer No bit az,
turn to me an say: "Pore Napoleon. he
am gone. lie am gone, Jerry, an all
dat's now LET fur me an you to do am 10
strike out fuy new pastors an trabbel on
de owl. We will now go in as full purd.
hers-shear AN shear alike"
Well. in de shades oh de ebening we
scoots outer Red Dog, leaving de body ob
Napoleon to foot de bills. We soon gita
inter fresh camps. De cunne SEE dat
being dat he's centrum Tom de souf it
amt Soin to do to let it git out dat he ),
trabblin as de full pardner OBJ a niggah,
darfore he mus ingineer de tghtin owl.
So it wur agreed. We now begin t.
make plenty Oh money. DE fun takes,
an we sometimes run a good town "a
week-ole Moscow cleaniu ont all de
rats dey can bring. Nt55er seed a cat
could whip dat OWL He jis' at'ally
istonish de best oh dem.
Bef0' long We gjt our pile mp agin to
tree t'ousand dollars Den de cunnel
lie brag dat de great tightin owl kin
whip any anermi dat wears ha'r ef it
don't weigh ober forty pound Well,
dar wur Teller what hab one ob desc
we're kin oh wheat wat dey calls Il
link. De Teller an de cunnel git TO ban
term one night. De cunnel he am chuck
full oh ole Bourbon, an he up an bets de
whole tree t'ousand dollars on ole Mos
COW.
loose togedder in dc big fightin cage ole
Moscow amt skeered oh de link. He
iutfie up his fedders, roll him eye, snap
him bill and make at de link whar he is
squattin in Il corner. Fore de Lord,
dat link jis' unfclded an reach out an
arm dat is IA yard long, Den he spread
him claws wider ner my han. Den he
fotch dat paw down spat on top oh de
head oh de owl, an he smash it jis' like
er calabash.
Jis' den | hear somebody Groan.
look roun, an it is de cunnel. He Is
crazy wifi Bourbon, He look like de las
rose ob summah. Good God!' sez he
wat fur trickery is dis: Dis biznes,
don't go! You've got steel gatfs on de
claws of dat blute,'
See fur youselt, seq de man; "thar's
muffin oh de kim
You're liar. sah" seq de cunncl, an
he goes fur his six shootah.