The Portland daily press., 1898-12-27
PAP'S SUBJUGATlON.
Why Old Man Di llman Gave Up the
Fistic art.

was a Mighty Fighter In His Day.
but the Time Came When He Had
to Admit He Was Rar Behind the
Procession.
sole Pap Dillman. Henry" said the
visitor from Red Hook to his city brother,
ss11sed TO be the fighter of Red Hook;
fight in mint about anything or moth
in, an never was licked in his life. Want
mean nor nothin, but jes' nachely loved
sorimmage. When ole Pap was young
ster, they want no Teller in the county
das't to sass him back. That's the way he
come to marry his wife, she that used to
be Hetty Parsons Hetty Woulon3 9 nave
-nothin to do with him at all. she was
mighty purity, cheeks like plney, We
know. an eyes Hike streaks o. chain light
min. an o. course bein SO purSy an havin
SO many fellers she was uppish like. Well,
he lust hung aroun an waited, an every
time. she had Teller he licked the day
lights out o. him an give out that any
Teller that wanted to keep comp'ny with
Hetty Parsons could do it if they licked
him. first. Purity soon it got SO they wa mt
none O. 'em wanted to go with Hetty, an
she got lonesome But she stuck it out.
for four years, an never had no fellers for
moro than onect or twicet in all that time
till fln'ly Dan Purdy's ole man got big
hired hand from Illinoy, an this hired
hand went home from church with Hetty
three times hand runnin an took a lickin
for it three times hand runnin. He want
ed to go again, but Hetty decided all at
once it was Diilnian she wanted after ALL
So she married him, an all the fellers Dill
man had ever licked got a invite An they
all come but one, an he wisht afterward
he had
:. ''Wsll, as We know, Henry, Pap Dill
man had four of the purtiest girls ye ever
saw, an when they growed up he give out
that no man couldn't marry one OF EN-
unless n he could lick the ole man. Lots
Of the young fellers, seein as how ole Pap
was IS, had q try an fit him, but WANT
no use. That man want crowd yet that
could lick Pap Dillman.
'tWell, last summer there come along
young city chap visitin Clum Baker, an
the boys put up a awful job on him. Y'see
he wore q billed shirt an high collars an
cuffs, an shiny shoes, an pants with
crease in 'em, an smoked cigarettes, an
naohery the fellers didn't like him for
putin on airs. An the girls all pretended
to make fun of him, but was fustered all
the same because he was a mighty line
lookin chap, after all, an didn't seem to
brag much or try to be too smart or any
thing. The first Sunday Clum Baker made
him acquainted with the Dillman girls.
an he seemed to git on with all four EN-
mighty fine, an when they drove home at
noon they seemed mighty sorry to leave
him. In the afternoon a lot O. the boys
was over to Clum'H an they made up TIC
git this young TELLER into trouble. When
CIurn was up to the house gittin some
cider. they told him as how ole Pap Dill
man was a gruff talker but didn't mean
no harm, an il he said anything just tc
talk back gruf an it'd be all right They
told him ole Pap pretended like they
want anybody good enough to keel
oomp'1ly with them girls O. his'n, but j,
was all talk, an he didn't like man thai
wouldn't talk back. Then they got tt.
talkin bout the girls, an they praised EN-
I'D to the skies, an they was mighty ear
nest bout that because most o. the boys
there, some o. 'em purity husky men, way
most dyin to Keep comp'ny with 'cm.
WAL, the city chap didn't say much, but
the boys see he was takin it all in, an on
the way home they most bust laughin.
Sure enough that night this young Teller
asst Lu Diliman If he could see her home,
an she studied mint lookin him up an
down, an finally she said yes kind O.
scared like.
sole Pap never fit on Sunday, but on
Monday he meets this chap at Dan Purdy's
barn raisin, an the boys knowed there'd be
some fun. WAL, old Pap steps up an
says he, Young Teller, there's only one
way We kin keep oomp'ny with my gals.
''This here young chap, with little
smile, asks him how that is.
Sc 'Waai,' says ole Pap, takin off his
coat, we've got to lick me-
But don't care to fight, says the
city chap. 'I've got nothin against ye.
g so ye don't care to fight, eh, says
ole Pap 'Ye're too nice to fight with me.
Waal, I'm goin to lick ye, anyhow
aThen ole Pap squared off an made a
Iunge, an the mex mint he was layin fat
on his back, an the young Teller was Iightin
a fresh cigarette. Ole Pap lay there a
mint, an then he gifts up madder'n
hofneh
My foot slipped, says he, an then he
comes for tAis young Teller like whirl-
WlnQ. We all looked TO see 6nlS mere
young chap smashed fiat, but he want.
Jest as we was lookin for the cyclone to
strike this city chap jest stepped one side
light as feather an let ole Pap have it
right under the ear Ole Pap fell all o. a
heap an quivered for mint like hen
with her head cut off. Then he lay quiet
an we all got scared. But this young fell
Ter, settin down on pile o. lumber. says:
" He's all right. Jest dash some water
in his face
1--WE done that, an by an by ole Pap gifts
up an staggers over to this young Teller
with his hand out an says:
(which one do ye want?
well, the young TELLER said he didn't
want none O. 'em, an that makes the ole
man mad ag'in. But they didn't fight no
more
AFTER that there wan t no Teller in Red
Hood as poplar as this chap, an he got
some boxin gloves from the city, an he
went to giyin them Red Hook boys les
sons. An the upshot o. that was that ole
Pap Dillman had four more lickins an
four weddings before fall An he amt
at none sincet. ''-Cincinnati Enquirer