The Kentuckian in New-York; or, The Adventures of Three Southerns. Volume 1 (of 2)Caruthers, William Alexander
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The Kentuckian in New-York; or, The Adventures of Three Southerns. Volume 1 (of 2)
Caruthers, William Alexander
Adventure stories; City and town life -- New York (State) -- New York -- Fiction
"Well, it's soon told. As I was telling you, the black-leg chap and I
went to the circus, and we had'nt set long in the pit before there was a
young gal come in, and set on one end of the same bench. She was'nt so
ugly neither, but I took pity on her because she looked like a country
gal, and there was no women settin near her. After a while, three chaps
come down from the boxes above, and set right down by the gal, and began
to push one another over against her; at last the one next her, and he
was the same chap you saw in the stage yesterday morning, only he had on
them green specks--well, he put his arm round her, and called her his
dear, and all that; well, you see, I had heard tell of these city gals,
and I thought if she was pleased it was none of my business; but
presently I heard her sobbing and crying, with her apron up to her eyes,
and she told them they were no gentlemen, or they would not treat a poor
girl so away from home. So the Irish whiskey, or old Kentuck, I don't
know which, began to rise in my throat. I jumped up and raised the
war-whoop. 'Old Kentuck for ever!' said I; and with that, I took the
back of my hand and knocked the chap's hat off, and his 'sculp' went
with it. Call your soul your own, said I; he jumped up and gin me a wipe
with that little black switch across the nose; it had hardly cleverly
touched me, afore I took him a sneezer, between the two eyes, glasses
and all; he dropped over like a rabbit when you knock 'em behind the
head; I rather suspicion he thought a two year old colt's heels had got
a taste of his cocoanut.
"Then the other two took it up, and both on 'em seized me, and swore
they would carry me to the police office; but I took 'em at cross
purposes, for while one of them held the collar of the old home-made, I
fetched the other a kick that sent him over the benches a rip roaring, I
tell you. The other little chap was hangin on to me like a leech to a
horse's leg; I jist picked him up and throwed him into the ring upon the
sand, for I did'nt want to hurt him: but then the real officers come up
and clamped me. I wished myself back in old Kentuck bad enough then; but
while they held me there, like a dog that had been killen sheep, the
little gal came up to me, and said she would go and bring her father, to
try and get me off; and then she asked me where I lived,--I told her in
old Kentuck; then she asked me where I put up, and I put my mouth to her
ear and told her; and I could hardly get it away again without givin her
a smack, for she would pass for a pretty gal even in old Kentuck; well,
this morning, her and her father were here by times to thank me, and the
old man invited me to stop at his house as I go home; it's on the same
road we came down yesterday."
"Did the girl go to the circus by herself?" asked Lamar.
"No; the old man stopped at the door to buy a ticket, and she went on,
and lost him."
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