Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1895-11-16
A TRAGIC RECITAL,
How AllSali Ike Described His West
ern Experience to the TenderfOot

How Allsali Ike Described His West
ern Experience to the Tenderfoot.
From Puck
Adventures modestly replied Alkau
lie. to the question of the inquiring young
tourist from the east "Eh-yah, I've had a
few little scrapes of one kind an another
in my time, but ruthin' that you could real
ly call adventures Nacherl enough, bein'
man of the world I've been shot by In
1Ins four or five times, an stabbed an the
like time or two by personal friends an
lost IN few billiards., an mixed Up in an
occasional fight, an narrerly escaped lynch
ing twice for one thing an another an
tatred-an' -feathe.e1 quite numerousy an
run over an iavsIly horned by about A
tfous tni stampe Eel steers, an drug across
the township with a lar.at rope around nv
io1l neck by my own broncho, which Rad
previously bucked me off an then kicked
me senseesS before l hit the ground an
pretty toilable naar Drained with the butt
of revolver in the hands of pres:iin'
elder. an shot in the back by a charm.n'
young grass wilder lady for little Suthin'
or rutEer an branded by a gang of drunken
cowboys, an ripped an torn an sech like
by several kinds OF varm.nts. but, after all
thar hain't nuthtn' happened to me really
worth calm adventure"
My goodness calculated the tourist
IF you do not call those adventures /
them?" >A''
"Awr' returned the modest Isaac; II
reckon eois des is about the proper word
Bat, come to think of 1t, thar was one liz
IL rcunsta1ce that happened to me that
m =bby you might call an adventure. I was
tra.ps.n' around in the mountains the time
l m speakin' of, with a huntin' party an
one day | sets out up the canon alone sor-
ter lookn' for a grizzly. 1 found lin after
a spell. I'm cfawlin' along on narrer shelf
CT rock, Whur the side Of the canon lowered
up quite piece in the air above me an fell
on the other side in a sheer prec:pice to
the bottom of the gulch, about thousand
feet below WAL bime-bye, 1 comes to
whur the shelf ends against the blank wall
an I'm sorter fggerin on turnin an
crabb n back over the trail, when, all of
i'd n yere comes the grizzly I'm lco1in'
for rumblin' around an elbow in the trail
behind me. loolin' as big as a load of hay
an as savage as a buZz-saw,'
Good heIvensr' exclaimed the listener:
''how did you feel?" II
''Sorter streaked. thank ye! Thar I was.
hemmed in like a cat in bag, on that thar
narrer sheif.wit the snow-capped mountain
abo:e me an the roarin' cattyract ben heath
me, as they say IT. stories; with a solid all
of rock before me an rampin'. ragr' griz-
ely bear behind me. gnashn' his teeth a
whole lot an growlin' shameful. The var
IN Mt utters hidjus roar and comes at me.
a faunchin l throws up my rifle like this
an pumps a slug into him, which same he
don't mind no more than a susar-coated
Pill. With one sweep of his mighty paw he
knocks my gun spinnin' into the abyss be-
low. an nacher'l enough l begins for to
pick at the coveriid an grtJw blue around
tie mouth. An then.-Har? WHAT'S that
Hank? Why, shore, yes, I reckon you'll
have to excuse me W, Mr.! f fstman; Hank
Bitters is hoilerin' for me II come over to
the Red Light an take a LITTLE suthin with
hir. s. long! See You later
But, heavens man, Tell me how you es-
capei? There you were, completely at the
mercy of the monster who was IN the point
of devourng you. What did you do?''
"Aw. l jest stayed thar an let him de-
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