The Minneapolis journal. [volume] (Minneapolis, Minn.) 1888-1939, 1904-09-15
WITH mn. ATHLETES OUT OF DOORS
Dominic GOULD
FIGHT LIKE SIN
WAS LITTLE, BUT A sCRAPPER
CLEAR THRU.
a Story in Which the Kid Desires a
College Training in Order to Emulate
the Prowess Of His Pastor-A Deer
hound that Knew.

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The wh9 playswen he does pix play ~ Us
you bet your neck! ,
1 hadn't seen the kid for SO long that was
sure that like Mulvaney, when modestly absent
from the ken of his G. @. he was engage, ,1 IN
which he would confde to me later on under tne
plea that . l was newspaperman and d1dn't
count'--we don't count much save to llghlen the
worlds sorrows, lessen It's abuses ease Its bur- !
dens end jolly 1t along this thorny road called
life, do We? But one thing we count for more
than all other sons Of men, which is to 90
listening to other folks troubles Which other
folk run instinctively to the newspaper man
with as water runs down hill. All of which tho
true as gospel, is depression, and has nothing
to dc with the story that I saw struggling for
ut terance in the kids breast soon as LIE
ente:ee my shack in the mllyard: 4,,o ,,s+ mi,
lege in the United States to go to? I'm goln
to college,. Nav, amt goin' to be a con-
gresham or pitcher I'm COIN to De e.. a
Startling announcement speaks Well FOR the
strength of my constitution, but I didn't and
the kid continued What's put that In my
church, don't you? Well, he told me he owed
all he is to college education, and l never
thought he owed it much till we had the Sunday
school picnic last week. You know he amt
much bigger'n pint of cider, and then I never
got him much, for he want here last
Christmas and 1 didn't go to Sunday school
muCn I'LL nearly picnic time. Ills year 1e
Billy we got to three picnics, all right, by
catching to the Sunday schools, but this
one we b'longed to, all right, all right, Tor my
mother and Billys they both belong to the
church.
well, we had a game of baseball out there
and the little minister pitched for both mines
and famed all for five straight innings and II
we hadn't fired him we'd been playing yet
and not made But men Billy we was
workin' little game Of own there, and
soon's the game was over and we had dinner
Iyra SrAa knH nfT tN n1Q a
in the big hayracks with the other Kids. We
got Billys fathers wagon and the old pony,
and come by ourselves. I'd sneaked my fathers
new take-down Winchester. He's doing little
target shooting over at old Wheatons every little
while, and he keeps in practice sos ne can cut
the spot out Of the ace of spades in five shots shots
to lock the gun up and knew where he put 1t
when he come bone.
And then Billy he sneaked old Jack Jimson'a
old lopsided hound, too. All you got to dc
with that dog is to show him your gun and he'll
jump right into the wagon and lay down fol
you to cover him up, and never move till YOU
out after deer. and a. game warden rode witt
; him for five miles and never dreampt the ole
dog was in the wagon at all, tho he was; ant
old Jack was all ready, to bat him over thu
head If he caught on and tried to kill OLE
Bugle. We had him In the wagon all thu
time was playin' ball and eating, and HI
never moved; but soon's we could sneak off w
took him out and put for a boat, pulled .cros
t the little bay where henpicn1c was, you know
the place, run thru the thorofare and into Littl
Lilly lake and got busy. I put the gun to
Gle back thru the woods and behind big OIL
slash1ng where there was a bully hiding plac
for deer, and then Billy turned the old dog loose
and fore long heard him Gsingin like fury an
\ coming right to me. I hid in good plac
where could see quarter of mile along tn
little lake. and knew there was a deer coming
8 water where I couldn't miss him II tried
. But this deer cunning. Maybe he wa
q onto the water game, orssmaybe. he mixed nj
Q scent with another deers and so put old Bugl
$ after the other while he got away himself
but anyway he didn't come to the water,> an
: the old dog begun to go away from me. An
! just then what should come along in birch by
u u the little minister and he hadn't nothin' on a
e all but track suit. He couldn't see me fror
j. where he was, and kept stiller,n mouse
na he'd DE- Srcb And WY say the tt 9 mnste
could teach 'em all stunts! He Just done every
thing, and wound up by putting a board eros
q the birch and jumpin' into 1t, and off'n It, an
last he turned summerset from the board rigf
into the water, and never upset the birch.
| Say! The little minister's all right! An
e say! While I was watchn him l forgot bot
e old Bugle, and a deer down and too
+ water right near where was and l never see
), him till he way out in the lake, and he &c
It clear off. Then man come along hot foot
. measly shacker he was, and he had shotgu
- | and said he goin' to kill old Bugle soon
n he come up, and he was comm all the tim'
e Said, the shacker did, that dogs hadn't no r1gf
| O1AS
n Course made a bluff bout shootn him If /
l. shot the dog, but he told me to go to hi. all
y | that brought the little minister up and he sal
Is it was his trade to keep people out Of that plac
g and I needn't go lest 1 wanted to. And thu
- fool shacker called him all the names he cou
Law his tongue to, and finally the little minist
got white and shook all over. and looked like
was goin to cry, and that fool shacker though
he was, and says: run home. kiddy, and tie
e your nanny to wipe your nose,' and there WI
where he rubbed it in too much.
Say! Ny father says it is bad medicine
n tell the little minister he's little He don't III
le it. Say! He must jumped eighteen fe
r and hit like a flash, for didn't see him eth
* lump or hit and he was sure that far away fro
u the shacker, and next thing I seen was Il
M shacker on the ground. And say! Time ii
RI Sherry licked the two big river drivers WASH
m a marker to the fight they had, and seen
Of ALL The shacker wasn't in it for minute t
he he tried to fight all the time, but he couldr
hit the little minister any more'n you can hit
weasel with stick
And finally he went down and out, and
throwed all his ca tridges in the water, and Il
Is, minister too men old Bugle he'd come
y while the fight goin on, into the birch. a
we all went back to the picnic. swore Gro
my heart not to tell, and haven't, but new
49,, paper man don't count anyway, my father sa
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