The Topeka state journal. [volume] (Topeka, Kansas) 1892-1980, 1898-01-06
SAM TRIED A TWIST.
The BULLS NECK WAS CROOKED,
AND HE STRENGTHENED 1T.

But He Was Too Blamed Peart to Jogelo
Around on Top of This Earth, and the
Bull Tossed Him Up the Golden Stairs
Old Carriers Meanness.
I was strolling through the country
graveyard on top of the hill when I was
Joined by an old man, who opened a con-
versation and presently said:
That grave over thar is whar my son
Sam lies buried. I never got no headstun
yit, but I'm goin to sum day.
so you We lost a son?'' said by way of
saying something.
Yes, lost him two vars ago. Sam was
q powerful peart young man, he was.
Deed, but he died of too much peartness.
Might hev bin Twin today if he'd needed
his father
Ibid Sam meet with an accidentP''
"Sorter accident, I reckon. Man on the
next farm to us had big bull, and that
bull wasn't afeared of anything on this
airth. When he got mad, he'd go fur a
tree or stun wall as quick as anything
else. One day he got to riproarin and as
thar wasn't anybody around to go fur he
made fur a big rock in the field. He didn't
knock his horns off, as you might reckon
on, but he struck SIGH a blow with his
head that his neck bent around to the left
When he had carried it that way fur a
week or two, Sam says to me one day:
50 Pop, if somethin hain't dun fur that
bull he'll soon hev his head over his tail
Z" What kin be DUMP? says I.
+" Why, it wants somebody to take him
by the horns and gin him a twist to
straighten his neck back
g But don't you go to foolin with him.
If old Carter wants to twist his bulls
neck back into shape, let him go ahead,
but we ar family as don't own any crit
ters and don take no chances.
81 Sam didD' say Quthin TO that con-
tinued the old man, but 1 mistrusted he
wanted to try a twist. We was workin in
the next field that day, and kept my eye
on him fur an hour or two. Then he sud
denly throws down his hoe and cracks his
heels together and hOllers:
g. Pop Saunders, Pm fur twistin that
neck back, and nobody kin stop me. I'm
ag in the critter in a way, but amt goin
to stand by and see him lose his peartness.
III straighten his neck with one twist
II argued and argued, but Sam was SO
powerful peart that thar was no stoppin
him. He clumb the fence and spit on his
hands and went fur the bull, and that bull
knowed he was goin to do him good and
never bellered a heller or paved a paw.
Sam got hold of either horn, drawed
long breath and then gin the critter SIGH
twist that he was throwed clean over on
the other side. Sam was hollerin and
wavin his hat when the bull got up His
neck was as straight as a bee line ag' in,
but he was mad about being twisted. I
hoIlered to Sam to look out fur a calamity,
but while he was orackin his heels and
whoopin the bull made fur him and picked
him up
''And he was kiIled2'' said
''Jest killed so dead that grin was left
on his face to bury him with, and he had
bin dead ten minits befo' he stopped
whoopin. He'd made that twist all right
and proper, but he didn't count on gittin
away. Yes, sab. jest died of too much
peartness, and, shuck his pesky hide, if ole
Carter didn't want $40 of me fur damages.
He was countin on sellin that bull with
twisted neck to circus, and had to pay
SO to settle the case. Pore Sam! He was
a good boy, but too peart-too blamed
peart to joggle around on top of this
airth." NJ. QUAD.