Wheeling Sunday register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1882-1934, 1898-09-25

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were penned up the State would be the
gamer by 5000. 900 pounds of pork
and bacon yearly. Figure that at ter
cents a pound and you can see what
kind of an argument he had. In the
co'se of a week he had a majority OF
| both houses with him. Then, sab,
| rode up. Then, sab, Kurnel Bunker
unfurled his banner and stepped forth
as the sole champion of the wild hawe
of the sovereign State of Arkansaw
/ There we were. sah-the Legislature VS.
| the razor back-Kurnel Bunker VS.. the
I Legislature, with the Kurnel standing
! alone but determined to die in his
| tracks"
| The Kurnel turned half way round
to stare at his empty glass, and by this
| time the hint was too broad to be neg
! iected He made a long drink OF it,
; and finally proceeded:
/! My first step in the matter was to
! see Majah Scarbones. The Majah is a
! gallant man, sab, and a gentleman
from head TO heel. / invited him to
j walk in the garden of a friend, and
when the trees and bushes hid US from
observation, produced my pistol and
said:
"NTajah, how far do you reckon it is
from here to that white -bush?' .
mine pages to an inch,' says he
And would that shortage OF three
feet make any difference to you under
| the circumstances?
Not the slightest. I'm never fas-
tidious as to whether it's nine or eleven
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THE Majah drew his pistol, sab, and
walked down to the rose-bush, and |
! left to him to give the word. We both
fired at three The Majah's bullet
tore through my hat, while mine graz
ed his shoulder and drew blood. The
shock caused him to drop his weapon,
and as he stopped to recover it he said:
"'Kurnel Bunker, would it be an I'M
pertineneea to ask what 1t is all about"'
'Majah ScarbCaes,' says | as l went
nearer You have introduced a bill to
limit and contine the wild hawg Of Ar
kansaw That bill shall never pass ex-
cept over my dead body. | have been
the foe Of oppression all my life, san,
and I shall die as | have lived The
! stars Of heaven cannot be controlled by
/ the will Of tyrants and neither can the
razor-back hawg. He has always been
with us. He is part and parcel OF us.
| He is feature OF our landscape and
an emblem of our boundiess freedom.
! Majah, let US keep on firing"
I But the ,Majah declined. sah-the
| Majah declined" said the Kurnel, as he
softly rubbed his hands together. He
had taken certain stand as Senator,
and as a gentleman of honah ne was
bound to maintain it up to a certain
point. That point was reached when
| blood had been shed. In Eve minutes
showed him the fallacy OF his argu-
ments, and he came down from his tree
! and abandoned his position. There we
were, you see-Majah Searbones VS..
the zor-backs-kurnel bunker VS..
! Majah ScarboRes, with the Kurnel CT
top. But I still had Judge Hopewell
in the House to deal with. He had
become an enthusiast on the hawg-law
and it was a question whether | could
bring him to reason or not. He was
terribly put cut that the Majah should
have deserted him, but it only made
him mo- determined. After a few days
l called on him at his rooms at the
hotel. When we had greeted each
other l said:
Judge Hopewell, we will not use
pistols on this occasion, as we might
damage the furniture. We beth carry
! Bowie knives. You are man Of hon
ah, and you know me to be the same
let each one biindfold himself, and at
the signal we will hunt for each other
is it about the haWgs? he asked
as he made ready"
ut is. While Kurnel Bunker lives
and breathes in the State Of Arkan5aw,
no Legislature shall ever pass a law to
deprive the raZOr-back of his bOundless
freedom. If you kill me, sab, in this
combat about to- take place, you can
push your bill as you will out while
can raise my voice it shall be in de-
Tense Of the undefended hawg.
with that, sab" said the Kurnel,
we proceeded to business. when we
had bindfolded ourselves we began
creeping about, and presently made a
stroke which pinned the Judge to the
wall through his shirt. There was no
precedent to 60 by, but after some talk
we decided that honah must be salts
fed. My stroke was meant for his
heart and it was not my fault that
it only caught his shirt Then we sat
down to argue about the bill, and in a
quarter of an hour he had changed