Walker Lake bulletin. (Hawthorne, Nev.) 1883-1926, 1894-01-03

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to take me wild ye to your hot hole, did
gintlemanr' (Jack's brogue was very
broad when he was excited.)
Jack never stopped until the fail lay in
splinters and his arms ached with the ex-
ertion. Then, making the demon promise
never to come for him again, he let him go,
and gladly he went limping off, vowing
vengeance on Jacks head
Again satan, very wroth at the failure
and treatment of his messenger, sent a
second to summon Jack before his tribu
nal, with an imperative order to come
forthwith or it would be worse for him.
He bade the demon go without delay
tarry for nothing, and not sit down in
Jacks house or be beguiled by Jack y
Establishments. Again Jack met his de-
monship politely and asked him to be
seated. The demon answered gruffiy:
Not |. l will not sit down in your
house; will stand don't want all my
bones broken, as the other messenger was
fool enough to let his be- But come, comet
My master bade you not delay, so come
right alongp'
"All right" said Jack, 'but the way is
long and the stones big and hot, and my
brogan has hole in it, so just let me put
a stitch in it. If you will hand me that
awl from the box ON the wall l will be
ready in the twinkling of an eyelash.
The demon, delighted with having so lit
tie trouble in getting the refractory Jack
to go with him, and thinking how he would
crow over his fellow demons discontinue,
stepped to the box and seized an awl, when
10! he could not get his hand free, pull and
D II ha ba hox
from the wall.
Jack laughed with glee, seized fail and
beat the demon almost to a jelly. Yer
nlasther wants me in a hurry, does her
Well, take me, thin; take me wild yez. Ye
are broth of by to do an arrant! Come
now, let us be off to your hot countryl"
All the time Jack was beating the demon
right and left, never ceasing till he was
worn out with his labor and want of
breath. He made the wailing demon
promise never to come for him again and
bade him be Off
The devil, wild with rage at the treat
ment of his messengers, determined to go
himself and bring this perverse man to
terms-for never demon could he get to
go, so great was their horror of the dread
full Jack. The devil set off thinking his
presence would strike terror to Jack s
soul-that he would quail before him and
therefore be an easy prey.
One morning early he stood at the door.
Jack, peeping through Granny, saw him
standing there and his heart sank within
him, but he cudgeled his brain for some
way of escape.
The devil t5undered and roared that he
should come Immediately; that he was not
to be fooled with any of Jacks tricks; so
knocking the door open, he seized the ter
ror stricken man and dragged him out of
the house, his majesty not wishing to re-
main inside the house for fear he might
fall into some trap
Jack begged to go back and kiss his
wife goodby and get cane, for" said he,
II am lame, and the way is slippery with
ice and snow and cannot walk far" The
devil would not let him CO. though, but
kept tight grip on him.
"All right" said Jack. THE way is
long and / cannot walk, so your majesty,
If you are very anxious for my company,
| you will have to carry me on your back.
know you will not like that, for | am a
trifie heavy, twenty stone or so. AS you
will not let me get my cane, just reach me
a branch from yon sycamore tree; it will
help me along and relieve you of carry
ing me-"
The devil, hoping to stop his tongue,
reached out his hand, and to his utter sur
prise, he could not break off the branch or
take his hand from the tree Again Jack
resorted to the fail, and three were broken
to splinters over the DEVILS back.
His roars and howlings were like mighty
thunder, and the stamping of his feet
! shook the earth like an earthquake. Jack
had good, stout arm, and he laid on with
mighty vim from morning until night.
At last, when he could do no more, he
made the devil promise he would never
come nor send any one for him and not
even have him in hell.
The devil gladly consented, for he had
not whole bone in his body, his horns
were awry, his tail out of joint and his
cloven feet cracked with the stamping.
Jack went to bed weary and sore from his
labors, but with an exultant heart having
cheated even the devil himself.
In the course of time Death came. He
had no powers of resistance against him,
no potent spell to turn his unerring shaft
aside Jack died. His spirit scared up, up
to the gates of heaven and knocked at the
door. st. Peter, recognizing Jack at the
portal. said: "You cannot enter here. You
had a chance once to do so, but you did
not grasp it." And he shut the door in his
face.
Jacks spirit then descended to the gates
Of hell. There also, he was refused ad-
mittance. The fiends when they saw him
grew pale with fright, for his evil reputa-
tion had gone to the lowest depths, and
even the devil himself turned and fled to
the uttermost part of his domain.
And so Jack was doomed to walk the
earth with a lantern to guide his footsteps
on dark nights and in dim places until the
judgment day.
In some counties of Ireland there will be
found some who believe this legend at the
present Washington Evening Star
The Oldest Hat.
Mrs. Sarah Hampton, Of Roswell, Ga,
has a hat made of cows horn that has been