The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1909-02-14

this time. No-that va ut SO goodies
comm just uOw-jump-harder-j
any ways-ye hain't got no. time TO
practice-jump, ct git et-say Nutty.
git in with the mOnks-he'l never sort
We out the wey We look" He tried the
monks door. but couldn't open it. see
a sign. across the alley: 'Es list streng
verboten die There gu neclep." an
thought ne might stand on that Gut
the neck sign, Nutty-gt the neck
sign" l yells. an he dove fer it. but
twas nailed, and he skipped back. an
begun Jumpin' agin.
Jest then the lion roared. an Nuttree
got ratified, an begun to holler:' "F'err
Colts sake, reach to me the hand" but
1 couldn't touch him. I rolled on my
side, to git a longer reach. an ! felt
something hard in my pocket. 1t was
bali O cord, strong, an fair sized. an
in less time than I kin tell it. I had
moose made, an Nuttree roped. I
couldn't pull him. alone, but he helped
some, by scsa bbiin' ag.n the bars. an
begun to git him up. I'd hauled him
bout six feet, when the lion see him,
an give another roar that made things
buzz, an scared Nuttree so that he let
go all holts, an as soon as he took his
hands off the bars the rope begun to
twist, an turned him round SOS his
back was agin the cage, an / couldn't
hardly hold him. to say nothin' o. hist
in him higher. He was scared bad, be
fore. but now he could see the lion. an
he went clean crazy. He jest chartered
Ye couldn't tell nm from the monks
by sound.
Twist. darn We" I yeils. 81 can't
hold We. Twist round an git a hold O.
them bars, OF I'll drop ye."
Nuttree was past talkin'. but every
muscle was workin' overtime, though
they wasn't under what ye'd call good
control. He looked like a fallin' ayr
naut that had ben attacked by epilep-
sy. The lion KEEP comm. He didn't
hurry none fer he could see that Nutty
was his sure meat. but Jest then the
monks set into the game. an the luck
changed. As long as Nuttres faced 'em.
an KEEP scrabblin', the monks KEEP
aWay-an' I don't blame 'em. the way
he looked-but when ne twisted his
back to EN-. they got their nerve, an
begun to toy with him. They began to
search him, same as if he was a monk,
an so many got fastened into his hair
that he started whirlin' agin. an soon
he was goin' like a athlete on a bar,
an ali the time he was chatterin an
grabbin'. no matter which way he
faced. an he seemed to git the lion
confused, fer he quit creepin' up. an
sat still an looked at Nuttree. At last
jest by luck, Nuttree caught hold o, the
bars. an. at the same time, | histed as
strong as I could. an I landed him on
top o the cage, but his feet stuck over
the edge, an he continered to wave
EN-, an chatter, an I was fearful he'd
attract the attention O. the lion. an I'd
jest started to haul Nuttree a little far
then in. when the lion jumped
The top O. the cage was bout twelve
foot from the ground, an he didn't
quite fetch it, but he got one paw over
the top, an 1 think he'd "a pulled it
down. II it hadn't ben built into the
wall. He hung there. fer rninnit. an
] stomped on his foot, an in tryin' to
pull himself up. he thrashed about 50
that he busted in the front o. the cage.
an down he went, smash. on his back
Friend. I wish you could "a heard them
monks I think there was bout fifty
Of EN-. but il sounded as If there was
SEQ. Some Of 'em come up. with me an
Nuttree. q few Of EN- STAYED in the
cage, but the most of EN- weat visitin'.
and every one of 'em was screamin' to
his limit
I dunno whether the monks scared
the lion. or whether twas the lar he
got. but when he got himself rizhted.
he crawled under the monks cage. an
lay there IT was a tight fit fer him.
an he didn't 90 way under. so that
bout two foot Of his tail stuck out. an
watched Il pretty close. fer a spell.
till I made up my mind he was goin' TO
stay there. an then I begun a course