ck and like to of busted it loose. Then I
got right mad, and I run in on him agin, and this time I got to him, and
wrastled with him.

Well, sir, I never was so surprised in all my life before. Fur I hadn't
had holt on him more'n a minute before I seen I'm stronger than Hank
is. I throwed him, and he hit the ground with considerable of a jar, and
then I put my knee in the pit of his stomach and churned it a couple.
And I thinks to myself what a fool I must of been fur better'n a year,
because I might of done this any time. I got him by the ears and I
slammed his head into the gravel a few times, him a-reaching fur my
throat, and a-pounding me with his fists, but me a-taking the licks and
keeping holt. And I had a mighty contented time fur a few minutes there
on top of Hank, chuckling to myself, and batting him one every now and
then fur luck, and trying to make him holler it's enough. But Hank is
stubborn and he won't holler. And purty soon I thinks, what am I going
to do? Fur Hank will be so mad when I let him up he'll jest natcherally
kill me, without I kill him. And I was scared, because I don't want
neither one of them things to happen. Whilst I was thinking it over,
and getting scareder and scareder, and banging Hank's head harder and
harder, some one grabs me from behind.

They was two of them, and one gets my collar and one gets the seat of
my pants, and they drug me off'n him. Hank, he gets up, and then he sets
down sudden on a horse block and wipes his face on his sleeve, which
they was considerable blood come onto the sleeve.

I looks around to see who has had holt of me, and it is two men. One
of them looks about seven feet tall, on account of a big plug hat and a
long white linen duster, and has a beautiful red beard. In the road
they is a big stout road wagon, with a canopy top over it, pulled by two
hosses, and on the wagon box they is a strip of canvas. Which I couldn't
read then what was wrote on the canvas, but I learnt later it said, in
big print:

SIWASH INDIAN SAGRAW. NATURE'S UNIVERSAL MEDICINAL SPECIFIC. DISCOVERED
BY DR. HARTLEY L. KIRBY AMONG THE ABORIGINES OF OREGON.

On account of being so busy, neither Hank nor me had hearn the wagon
come along the road and stop. The big man in the plug hat, he says, or
they was words to that effect, jest as serious:

"Why are you mauling the aged gent?"

"Well," says I, "he needed it considerable."

"But," says he, still more solemn, "the good book