Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1902-11-22

son. loaded her up WI sight o. eiugs an
a fist full o. powder an TUX aim at a
pheasant on that thar hill yander Well,
SIR, let her went an { 'peared ter me
that gun q never quit kickin'. She kicked
me clean down tn Hill an then she kicked
me ci ar up tn mex one sn' / declar'
got ter tn top jest en- time ter feel some
O my own shot a fallin' ofrn tn trees, an
feun tn ole pheasant so plum full o. lead
hit were more'n l could do ter lift him.
ants powerful fine gun, but hit kinder
got mad when showed so many slugs inter
her, an bucked like a democrat conven-
ton.
Mex time I tried her I pulled on tn
biggest buck you ever see. standin' right on
that same hill. That buck sir had TWEEN
~ prongs. eff he had one. on each antler.
He were standin' up thar a rubbin' his
hide agin one o. them trees an sort o.
meditatin. SOS ter give me fair chance
wen. 1 didn't put In no ton o. slugs, but
MADE out perty stiff dose an Jest TUX
my time on Mr.. Buck. He never winked
a eyelash. but Jest KEEP on meditatfn' an
scratchin'. an when I was good an ready
1 let him hev hit. Jest as soon as tn
smoke settled looked fer that buck but
thar warn't no buck ter be seen. That
KIND er riled me some. fer allowed at 1
were perty good shot. So ] went inter
tn mill. restless like an stood aroun' a
bit fooltn' WI things genully an tryin'
ter fergit all about that thar buck. Well.
sir, after tearin things up an fdgettin'
myself mos ter death, KEN out agin an,
would yer believe hit! decIar' ter good
ness. Jest as soon as I got out an were
standin' iookin' around. tn fust thing
knowed that thar buck rolled up tn hill
an dropped dead ter my feet right whar
you be a settin' now.
81 never were much on huntin bar" the
old man continued without stopping for
breath. Though hev TUX a tollerbIe spell
at hit in my day. Bat I've heerd so many
lies told by bar hunters tibet I've a kind
o gredge agin tn hull bisnis. Pears like
man when he goes ter tell bar, story
can't help lynn. So, I seldom tells my ex-
perunce wi bars, fer fear people might
think I was leavin tn paths o. truth an
rectood. as tn Bible says. But I'll Jest tell
yer o. tn las time tackled a bar an yer
kin believe eve'y word o. hit, fer amt one
o. tn lynn kind
Hit were perty late en- tn spring an
everything were mos dead fun a powerful
dry spell we was havin'. Nothin' growed
en- tn woods er tn medders, an how tn
critters made a Twin at all l never kin
tell yer. Why, sir. they was that pore fun
lack o food l knowed man at went out
an caught five deer. Jest with his own
hands. an brung 'em home. like as eff they
was cattle.
well. sir. I were a settin' right hyah.
one mornin'. whar do mos all my huntin'
an meditatin, an 1 jest about made up
my mind l was perty nigh ready ter kill
suthin WI tn ole gun. After indulgin'
these idees an feelin's a tolerable spell
begin ter hear a rustlin' an gruntin' on
tn side o. that hill yander an 1 knew at
my chance had come. Hit were a bar.
sure enough. knowed that afore / seen
him, an he were as big, amos as a cow
reckin' that bar weighed more n
thousan' poun'. He was walkin' along kinder
tred like. and when he saw me he lest sot
down an looked He never showed no
fight. but jest sot thar waitin' ter see what
l were a-doin'. Well. didn't let on ter
move fer minute. an then / lest heaved
have one
He bumped hisselt a little an looked kind
er interested, but kept right on settIn' thar,
Then 1 gin him another messenger O. death.
an another, an another-but hit warn't no
use; He Jest sot thar, humpin' hisself an yap-
pin little wi his mouth an 'peared ter
be enjoyin' tn perfo' nance 1 got kinder
riled at this an went inter tn mill an
brung out all my slugs an powder They
was five hunerd slugs an sevral pouns o.
powder. reckin. Ole bar KEEP watchin'
tn perceedin's wi good deal O. intrust an
fer tn mex three hours / KEEP loadin' IN
an firm off them slugs at him. untell tn
hull five hunerd gone. Then I sot
down an watched him, an I kin tell yer
l was mos too mad ter speak. Well. sir.
after waitin half an hour, ole bar finely
got up sorter disappointed, an after grunt-
IN an humpfn' hisself constable, he Jest
walked off tn way he KEN. Then l went
over ter whar he'd ben a settln' ter see eff I
could find what had become o. all them
slugs. But thar warnt a scratch on a single
tree, an so fer as | cud see, them slugs
had jest TUX themselves off nowhar. So.
SEEM l couldn't do no more shootin' [
Jest laid trap fer Mr.. Bar. I calrated
knowed whar he Were a hidin'. an sure
enough, by mex mornin 1 had him caught
In tn fall, an deader'n a las years trout
Well sir. come ter look him over, he were
tn thihnest bar | ever see. Feared ike
he hadn't had no feed fer moren a year
Thar warn't a scratch o. a single bullet
on him, neither. But when | cut him cpan
what dye s'pose found his stummick?
They was TIL ony feed he'd had fer a
powerful spell. recltin, and thar they was
jest as I'd sent 'em-them five hunerd s:ugs
O. miner' ION CLIFFORD.