Woods and waters: . rry on his shoulders, sze, that this baby kin outdance, sze, * enny chap in this erebreakdown, sze, and whoop, sze, and h-o-o-r-a-y, sze,and he jumped up three times, and hit his heels with hishands every time agin. Now, bys, Phil was leetle, butwant he smart ? want he ? whew ! He was the grittiestcritter! Well, Phil, he brustled up like a woodchuck inhis hole! What yer bout! sze, slappin folks on theback, sze. I aint a-goin to stand no sich carryins-on asthat, sze; and with that he let drive r-r-r-ight agin Jacksnose, and you may bleeve the fight was in. Nick Tannerhe spru
Woods and waters: . rry on his shoulders, sze, that this baby kin outdance, sze, * enny chap in this erebreakdown, sze, and whoop, sze, and h-o-o-r-a-y, sze,and he jumped up three times, and hit his heels with hishands every time agin. Now, bys, Phil was leetle, butwant he smart ? want he ? whew ! He was the grittiestcritter! Well, Phil, he brustled up like a woodchuck inhis hole! What yer bout! sze, slappin folks on theback, sze. I aint a-goin to stand no sich carryins-on asthat, sze; and with that he let drive r-r-r-ight agin Jacksnose, and you may bleeve the fight was in. Nick Tannerhe sprung and Sam Libby and Chris Topple, and the fistsflew, and ye may spose, bys, that this chap want a-gointo be punched in the back and kicked round ginrally with-out hevin a hand in; and in the midst ont all, in comeTom Stackpole fur his pay, and, bys, sze, stop yourfightin jest fur a minute, sze, and gimme my pay 1 twodollars, sze, and what drink I wanted, and Ive tuk the and now, sze, fur the two dollars, sze; and J. OR, THE SARANACS AND RACKET. 339 as he said it, up went his heels, and down come his head-piece; and no wonder; fur I see Jack Tupper a-kinder swinghis hands down, and Je-rusalem want Tom mad when hescrabbled up! But by this time, the landlurd ad holloredout that hed stand treat ef they wouldnt fight no more!and all stopped right off and tuk a drink round, and wasgood frinds. But the gals, they wouldnt dance no more,fur they was mad at bein left; * fur, says they, *ef theylike ter fight better n to dance with us, they may go onfightin, but we wont put up with no sich doins; and thewhuU upshot was, we all bruk up and tuk the gals to hum,and that was the eend ont. Ondrew! Ill take a leetlesuthin! Bys, what 11 yer drink ? Its my treat now! andthey all drank round again. Now, Josh, continued the narrator, as Ive give mystory, you and Abe sing us one o your songs. And two of the group, taking seats side by side andclearing their throats, sang in a nasal drawl the follow
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