White Bluffs spokesman. [volume] (White Bluffs, Wash.) 1907-1938, 1933-02-09

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I tell We, boy, 1t got even with hin
right then and thar. Busted his Jaw
an floored him senseless which he
won't never be the same. It's a frac
tious critter, son, meaner than a cal
in granary. Az uh! It u.s."
give heard our guns were deadly
on Breeds hill and Bunker HILL" said
| Colin.
"Uh huh! They was" His graphic
description of the fight began with q
little asserting grunt full of good ma.
ture. Like the wrath O. God! Ye ace
we didn't fire till them Holsters was
close up, bout seventy feet off, which
ye could almost shake hands with 'em.
They had emptied their guns. Only a
few hit us. A fog o'smoke twixt them
an us. Aimed too high! They stood
loadin' their firelocks. Guess they
didn't think we farmers knowed
enough to shoot straight, which I
swear there wasn't a man in our line
who couldn't trim yer hair with bull
let's an never drop o. blood. When
we let go, Coda mighty! How they
went down! That blast o. lead was
like long sword, which it stabbed
with the power o. God at their bellies.
1t cut 'em in two. It tore 'em into
bloody rags. In minute, l tell We,
boy, thar was flies on their livers."
Amos was angry and excited. The
rage Of the battle had come back to
him. His eyes glowed as he went on !:
"Them that wasn't aimed at run like
a niger that's seed ghost. They
formed an come back in platoons
They was brave, no mistake, which I
give 'em credit. They behaved proper
Ag'n we moved 'em down. They KEEP
a-comin'. They was streamin' our way
flank an middle-like a red river
runnin' up hill, by Cd! At last they
was so DAM many we couldn't snuff
'em out. They charged with their
bayonets which they was that nigh we
didn't have time to reload afore they
was on us an shown the cold iron
into our CUTS. Them that hadn't bay
onets fit like hi with gun stocks an
heavy stuns which many wilted
down an died right thar. BY the
Heavenly King! I tell We the rest on
us run. We did. We went fast. I
had busted arm. Them that wasn't
rammed through was nicked con-
sid'able which the tirelock is yer friend
when it's loaded, but the world can
come to an end while yer loadin' Of
it, Then whar be ye? In Heaven er,
hi. Thar's where you be. Uh huh !"
In his fervor Amos had entirely lost
his hold on "sperital things" No his
torian would report all of his profan-
ity. The thought of 1t worried him as
they headed for their own quarters.
His left cheek rose in rueful squirt
that affected the setting of one eye
"Seems so when git mad it's as
nat'ral fer me to swear as 1t is fer a
bird to sing" said he. "Alwus do It
when I think O. that day which the
fact is I've got backslidin' heart, an
thar's times when I fergit to put on
the brakes"
Amos shook his head and blew and
sighed and brushed his hands and
added:
"Alas wisht somebody would make
up some words that would feel as
good as swearin' when man is mad
which it would save me lot O. suf-
ferin'. Az es! 1t would"
Colin went on grass duty with graz
ing horses until ten o'clock. He had
three days of service as a private I'M
der Captain Farnsworth at grass, wood
and water duty, sleeping rolled in his
blanket on bed of straw under a
tree near the captains lodge at night.
He had met many officers and men
in and out of the regiment. He had
easily thrown his competitors in the
wrestling bout with the Rhode Island
boys witnessed by the Commander in
Chief, part of his staff and a large
crowd of the idle soldiery. When the
hands went down there was great
cheering and Amos let out a yell that
was heard mile away. Colin had be-
come popular in the regiment.
Amos patted his shoulder saying:
"That was cordy man. 1t was snug
work to heave him but you done It,"
The third morning he was awakened
as usual by the &c and drum corps
marching through the camp soon after
daylight.
Colin found Amos building fire In
front of his lodge. He had solemn
face.
1.-THE big Chief was here bout ten
minutes ago." he said.
"Do you mean General Washing
ton?'
"Yes. sir. He an squad o. cav
airy. Been ridin' round the camp
which he wants We to come to hedH-
quarters fer breakfast at seven. My
Cd. sir! Hes colder than an iron
bar on a winter mornin'-like most O.
the southern officers. Been shiverin'
ever since he was here"
Sand now you're sliding"
$50 | bean may God take the
flint out o. me. It's the plague O. my