The Marion daily mirror. (Marion, Ohio) 1892-1912, 1908-06-06

me plow little. Make tobsc' heep
smoke, sable?''
"You be-" Dodger did not finish,
for he noticed that Mr.. Bucket OF
Blood was playfully feeling the edge
Of his big bowie.
The bride had already yoked the
little bull and she was engaged In
hooking chain to shovel plow
when her father approached leading
her forlorn-looking husband. now"
said Mr.. Bucket Of Blood, me hold up
one Of yoke-you plow--blazes drive
He slapped his son-in-law on the
shoulder, accompanying the act with
a warhoop that set the bull to bawl-
ing, then he shouted: Roaring
Lamb. heep big 1njin"
Roaring Lamb with look Of
bitter disgust on his face, cast q
wishful glance toward his mustang.
The bride popped whip and the re-
markable team started. The bull
groaned from hunger and Odd Bucket
OF Blood beloved as II he were mao.
Dodger tried hard to hold the plow
and keep up, but he was jerked about
and frequently thrown to his knees.
At one moment he was down and the
next he was running, jumping and
dodging as IL he were drunk or crazy.
The sweat was streaming from his
face and he was gasping for breath
when the team stopped.
Now we go back. You hold yoke, {"
said papa-inlaw.
Before the tired fortune hunter
could get out of the way the sly In
dian had dropped the yoke over his
neck and fastened the bow. Roaring
Lamb pulled back and used lots OF
language that one never hears IN
polite society. In fact the little bull
bawled and snorted as If he smelled
sulphur and blazing birthstone. II.
vain Rearing Lamb" ground his
teeth and tried to reach the key OF
the bow. The hungry animal started
toward the habitation, hoping to be
turned loose. Dodger had to run to
keep up and sometimes was dragged
over the rough ground. He now says
that during that ordeal he said things
ne wishes he could remember, because
they were new and picturesque and OF
awful potentiality.
He noticed held OF cattle passing
along the road, and, to his horror. he
observed that several horsemen had
stopped and we're apparently deeply
Interested in the agricultural exhibi.
ton and the peculiar combination oI
which he was unit. Suddenly 9
thought almost stunned him. Ole
Souser and his cowboys.
Gould 1t be possible that they wer,
the ones looking at him. II so, ther,
was nothing left for him to do but di,
OF sheer humiliation.
| He had guessed right. The men sa
In their saddles, bending forward ant
looking puzzled. Suddenly one O
them yelled, Roaring Lamb, by thun
der"
"Oh, please pull out this inferna
Key" howled the victim.
II never interfere in family affairs,
said old Souser, starting to ride away
Happening to notice old Bucket O
Blood, Souser swung his hat in tn
air and yelled, "A Pot--an old begga
OF Potawatamie. There amt dol
lar In the whole tribe. Poor a
snakes. She amt Creek at all. Yo
made an awful mistake"
"What-a Pot!" Dodger groaned. II,
looked ready to fall dead of shee
disappointment and modification, bu
the bull accepted the challenge or a
antagonist that was paving In tn
road and sprang forward, believing
Dodger was dragged and hurled int
the air. and as the bulls locke
horns he came down with such fore
that he broke the yoke. When h
arose he hurled awful language 0
Helen Blazes.
"Oh, pshaw; don't talk that way I
your family" said Souser. ''You
poor old pap looks distressed. All
you really going to tear yoursel
away from little Standing Bull?"
Jest notice me-" replied Dodger