He Evened It up.

Manawatu Standard, Volume X, Issue 70, 21 August 1885, Page 2

He Evened It up.

The.y bave^afighting dogin a saloon on Michigan 7 : avemi6. They not onlj keep. him t6:figh6{any dog in the State for spot cash, but lie furnishes a heap of fun .to hangei*s oii-by the way he picks up such canines as happen to drop inside at the heels of their masters. It is a poor weefcwheri he doesn't cripple three or four, and he has killed 'several outright The 'other day tf : *oughly dressed man, carrying a» whip in his hand and . looking like a callous-handed son of toil, entered the - place -and called for beer. He was followed by a broken-hearted dog of respectable ysizei/andf tis soon as the loafers caught sight of the canine there was much winking and chuckling. - ; ... : ' ■ " Better send that dog out," suggested One. ■■',_C-.-V.: •• :'-..■,;■ " Is it agin the rnle3* of the house ?" •*, No, but he'll get chewed, up.'' "I don't see anything likely to do it, though he ain't rib fighter.'' - : " There's a dog in theback room which can snake him out in. ten ticks of the clock, ' ' said the bartender. _ ; ,• , y Wall, I dunno; P'raps he.might and p'raps, he lipight'ent. William Henry allus kinder manages to squeak along soinehow."; ' f ; "] 1 * ! '-'''- " Would you have any objections to my bringing in my ' piirp ?" r I "No-6, I guess" no^ ; though I never encourage dog-flghtiiig;" . . ". The saloon, 'fighter ;< ;^om the head waters of fightuig cr^ek ; was untied and ushered in; Henry was . half asleep in the centre of thji room, and the first thing; he ' knew he, was^ rolled over and over, ' arid something ha J _ hold of him by the throat. It was a fleeting gripi.h oweyer.: V.The fighting dog|seemed to'ge^ hold of :" something to discpuraga him and he let go and ' began sneezing and coughing. Then it was William Henry's turn and he sailed in ». In three minutes' time he had run the fighler out, doors and across the , street and would have kUled him in the glitter^ if pedestrians had not interfered. '/Say^ stranger, how was it done?'' asked the bartender as he picked up the reinaiWsto carry them in; '" Well, William Henry hain't no great fighter, as I told you before, and to Jcimier help' 1 him out I used about a pound of snuff around the vital parts. It's awful goqd for fleas and it, sorter evens up aiput-up thibg '' : >•