The Bolivar bulletin. (Bolivar, Tenn.) 1888-1946, 1896-10-09

have come to me on the general rounds
9he whsrefores and whenceness.
It would seem like Bill Simpkins
sent the dog from town down there fol
Ban Larry to train in huntin.
%What little don't know in regards
fs dogs and guns and sich like must OF
been tore out of the books before my
day and generation" says Dan, and
tha& settled it. Bill he sent his fine
dog right on down to Flat Woods next
day, and on the next return mail he
get the news that the dog was well
stricken with buckshot from shotgun
in the hands of man by the name of
Larry. Dan sent word to Bill that he
was mighty sorry but the dog went
mad and he was necessary com
peHed to kill him. But in the main
time Bill had lit out for Flat Woods to
see about it-which, he says, that dog
cost him SIS as puppy and $50
wpldn't of bought him. Naturally of
course he was heap more sorry about
It than Dan, but he didn't git mad till
Dan put in to give him all the facts and
general circumference of the calamity.
"You ought to know, Bill, that did
mortally hate to do it" says Dan, "nut
the blame dog was ravin mad if there
Is anything in signs, and | felt like it
was my private and public duty to kill
him on the SPOT. 1t was ruther early
for huntin anyhow, and the weather
was swelterin hot, but I got down my
old musket that evenin and started over
to the swamp, thinkin maybe | mought
Jump some rabbits or pick out few
squirrels. We had got way over there
in my pea field nearly to the swamp,
and the, dog was runnin round and
round like he had struck a hot trail
and lost it, when all of suddent like
he stopped short and quick as If he was
shot and Strengthened out his tail,
tremblin all over, and froze stiff in his
tracks. lowed at first maybe he had
ct somethin at dinner which went back
on him-seein him tremblin all over
that way like somethin was hurtin of
him powerful. / called and called, and
whistled and whistled till my mouth
was tired, but he wouldn't bulge marry
inch. Then / thought / would go up
clost and look at him and see j. / could
tell what was the matter. And, man,
sir, it did jest naturally beat anything
had ever saw. The blame dog was
plum parH1yzed from the end Of his nose
clean back to the tip of his tail, and he
couldn't move peg. I whistled and
called, but he didn't move. I hollered
at him and kicked him, but he diCD't
stir n hair. Raley. Bill, don't believe
the blame dog oould move, and more
than that took particlar notice that
he was pantin and foamin at the month
considerable. If that want q mad dog,
Bill, then I hope and trust Will never
see one. At any rates, he was either
f6amin mad or ravin crazy, and lowed
his time had come to die. So backed
off Few steps and cooked my gun and
let him have (which you understand
/ had put in load of buckshot that
p~enin so as to be ready if in Gaze the
dog meught jump turkey or deer"
The Birds Were There.
Ibid you see any birds around
fhere9" says Bill.
"Birds2" says Dan. well, should
say. And right along there, Bill, is
where my huntin luck shows up plum
When the gun fired big
drove of partridges flushed and riz aud
skinned if didn't find three dead ones
layin around there on the ground
which I had killed with stray shot"
''That was bird dog-the finest that
ever went to the field-you long-haired,
idiot" says Bill, "and you
are the durndest biggest fool in II
states and territories"
And from that the whole thing start
cd. Bill got hotter and hotter as they
went on till he said everything he
could lay his tongue to except his Sum
day school lesson, whilst Dan helt out
and maintained to the last that "the
d0rn dog was either foamin mad or
raEin crazy"
The women folks have now put their
fingers in the pie and stirred and talked
and talked and stirred till such another
mixtry and messment you never heard
tell of. The dog is dead now, and am
In hopes that Bill will recover and let
The rest bile down and cool of and
quit.
The Deacon "FelcnIOusIy Drunk"
One day week before last Deacon
Joiner went to town and that night he
come up "most feloniously drunk"
That was none Of my business,
md no skin off nv ehins YOU