Rensselaer Republican, Volume 16, Number 41, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 19 June 1884 — He Was a Rustler. [ARTICLE]

He Was a Rustler.

“I am a rustler, and don’t you furgit •it,” said a man with a broad-brimmed hat on and a belt full of deadly weapons on Front street. “Em a bad man from Dakota, and. yer kin put me down whenever ther’s any scrimmagin’ ter be done. I’m thar when yer want some big, work, an’ don’t yer furgit it. None o’ the white liyered sons o’ wash-women kin run over me. I’m a rustler, and don’t yer furgit it!” “A number of men gathered around him out of curiosity and a little bit of insignificant manhood stepped forward and said: , ’’ “Shake, pardner. I’m a rustler, myself, an’ ther’ aint no white livered cuss from Dakota that kin come around hyer an’ brag about his stuff ’thout lickin’ me.” % , “You? You?” asked the surprised Dakotan. “Why, if you lived whar I come from, they'd eat yer up alive.” “You’re a—ety—liar.” “Thar, now! yer needn’t think yer kin say what yer blamed please, jes cause yer little. Es yer don’t hush, I’ll slap yer jaws.” “Oh! You great big, knock-kneed coward!” cried the little man, frothing at the mouth, and the crowd clapped their hands and cheered heartily; but before the cheer had died away, the Dakota giant had the little fellow bent across his knee and was spanking him like all sin. “Yer thought yer’d come a game o’ bluff, did yer. Yer little, stinkin’, red headed pup. I heard yer tell that feller over yander what yer’d do, an’ that ar war what made me, talk big. I knowed year’d take it up. I war layiir fur ye, youngster.’’ The little man howled dismally, btit the big man continued to spank, and when he was tired, he said: “Thar, I reckon that’ll do yer, maybe you’ll learn by this that ther’s a darned sight o’ foolishness in the stories about little men flaxin’ big mis. Yer ktn go over thar, now, an’ tell yer p irdner how yer got. fooled.”— Tfirouqh Mail. WnfsKEY is made from corn, but you can’t make a wife believe when she smells liquor on her husband that her has ta-te’d nothing stronger than grain.