The Birmingham age-herald. [volume] (Birmingham, Ala.) 1902-1950, 1907-02-11
TALE OF A BULL.
Story Was Good Enough to Free the
Prisoner for the Second Time.

From the New York Sun.
When Michael Dalton. who said he lived
at 432 Sixteenth street. was arraigned
in the Yorkville Police court today on a
charge of intoxication he begged Magls-
trate Breen to let him go this once"
81 was only celebrating the New Year
a trife too much" he explained.
"If l remember rightly. you were here
yesterday remarked the court.
'Your Honor's got a good memory"
responded the prisoner.
"And you said yesterday that you were
celebrating the New Year"
That's right, too. It's the same cele-
bration, but I've had enough I met with
some friends from Shokan. where 1 used
to live when I came from the old coun-
try. Tim Hennessey was one of them.
and he reminded me of the time old Hol-
listers bull kept me up the tree, and be-
bad! had to take a few to forget 1t.
II was after apples in HOLSTERS or
chard one afternoon, and Hennessey and
O'Toole were with me. We went over the
stone wall and I climbed a tree and shook
down the finest apples in the orchard.
while the other two filled bag with
them. Old HOLSTER was that stingy he
wouldn't give an apple to any one. The
bag was nearly full when me friends made
a run for the stone wall and got over II
as though the divvle was after them. I
didn't know what was up until I seen
HOLSTERS brndle bull come tearing down
under the tree.
"'rhen I remembered that the farmer
kept the bull instead of a dog to watch
the orchard. and it showed his good
sense The bull looked up at me as
started to get down, and there was some-
thing in his look that made me stay
where / was. l waited for him to go. and
he waited for me to come down. O'Toole
and Hennessey, on the other side of the
wall, tried to coax and to drive the beast
away. but not one inch would - sir
from under the tree.
when night came the vagabond was
still there and waiting for me, but II
was much as my life was worth to
face him. So I had to stay in the tree.
had been out to dance the night before,
and my eyes were heavy with the sleep
II was afeared to go to sleep in the
tree for ] might tumble down, and the
beast 'ud get me. But sorra the bit could
| stay awake. so I took my suspenders
and tied myself to the tree, SO that
wouldn't fall.
.'The bull was still there when I woks
up in the morning. and was likely to stay
there until HOLSTER called him off II 1t
wasn't for me friends. They came to the
orc hard early in the morning with bull
dog and around his neck was a red cloth.
They put the dog in the orchard to coax
the bull away. but sorra foot would
he stir from the tree.
'The dog thought the bull was afraid,
so he goes up and nips him on the heels.
That made the big beast mad, and he
chased the dog small bit.
''That was my chance for salvation. I
thought, and took II. Jumping from the
tree run fer the wall. The bull saw me
and came after me. the dog after him.
How I got over the wall ahead of the
horns was more than l could do today,
but over | got in time.
at was the memory of those lively
times that made Hennessey and meself
take a few extra drinks.
The magistrate let him go again.