The Anaconda standard. [volume] (Anaconda, Mont.) 1889-1970, 1899-11-03
.PRO-BOER AND ANT|-BOER
Small, but Bloody Section of the
Transvaal War Fought.
IN AN ANACONDA SALOON
With the Assistance OF His Celtic
Friends the Pro-Boer Is Vic
torious-He Wanted to
Take Ladysm,th.

A small but bloody section of the
Transvaal war was fought wednes.
oay IN Anaconda. The casualties were:
swan Peterson, an ecchymosed eye
torn ear and lacerated feelings;
| swan Anderson, better known as
Dutch one eyebrow chewed off. con-
tusions galore all over his head and
body, feelings lacerated worse than
those of Peterson; one saloon stove
with It's northwest leg badly fractured
1t was a meeting of the pro-Boer
and the anti-Boer. With the assist
| ance of the Celtic race the pro-Boer
Vanquished the anti-Boer
Swan Peterson sauntered into a Main
street saloon on that fatal Wednesday,
He had been discharged recently from
the Deer Lodge penitentiary, where he
had served a term for shooting up a
fellow citizen about year ago. He
was feeling good. In the saloon he met
Dutch" and the two fell to discussing
the Transvaal war. n
Aye bane' goin' dar und help the
Beers" said Peterson with enthusiasm.
Aye want ba soldier und fight Eng
Usher. Aye skall help capture Lady
schmid."
Dan 700 bane no swade," said
war on women" he added with de-
csion. "Yoo batter stay home an
shoot some more Swades if VOC want
fight. What 700 gat do wild capture
Lady Schmidt
But Lady schmid bane town." said
Peterson. in explanation.
Aye doan care If she bane in town
or in country, 700 got no right fight
her. replied Anderson.
Then Peterson tried to explain it in
Swedish, but Dutch would not lis
ten. The Celtic proprietor of the sa-
loon and several friends gathered
about eagerly, for there was trouble in
the air
Peterson gave up his onslaughts on
the Swedish language and returned 20
English. "Yoo bane no 'Swade," said
he in disgust, "yoo bane for Prince of
Wales
This was too much, and Dutch" be-
gan to unlimber for action. Peterson
teetered off, waving his arms like fails,
while Dutch" danced around on
flank movement, got behind Peterson
and hit him in the ear with the force
of an army mule.
Peterson went down When he arose
his warlike spirit was discouraged and
he wanted to get away. Dutch" also
was: wiling to suspend hostiiities. but
the Ce!ts barred the way and bolster
ed up the weakening courage of the
p1o-Boer. Peterson got his back to the
stove and presently talked back to the
anti-Roer, haunting him with his Eng
lish2 sympathies, while his Celtic
friends dropped in word now and
then that was like pouring oil on the
smoLldering fire of Anderson's wrath.
Some one gave Peterson push from
behind-to save the stove, it was ex-
plained-and then they went at it. 1t
was lovely fight, and was not allowed
to wane, for when the fighters gave
signs of relaxing their efforts Celtic
fist is reputed to have found its way
to vulnerable point in the anatomy
Of the anti Boer The proprietor gave
up any idea of saving his stove, will
ingly sacrificing it on the altar Of
Mars, and it went down with q crash.
Just then Peterson bit chunk out OF
Anderson's eyebrow and the excitement
grew intense.
All fights must come to an end soon
er or later, so this wound up when the
contestants were breathless. No bones
We're broken