BY COHEA & GOUvENEAUX.l /

MISCELLANEOUS.

Fun with 'BBH!" Bari "A Night Adventure on the Missouri
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EFm with Bar IA Night Adventure on the Missouri.
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/ At the head ofa rayine on the border
Of the river Platte, one bright night in
June, was gathered a party of Missouri
jhuntefs, who we're encamped after a
days chase for buffalo. The evenings
trepast was over, and as they stretched
themselves in easy attitudes around
their stack OF rifles, each looked at the
other with a kind Of questioning
expression of whether it should be
sleep or a yarn? The bright moon,
with full round face, streamed down
into their midst and sprinkled her
silvery sheen over shrub and flower,
investing night in those vast soirudes
with a strange charm which forbid
sleep, ard with common consent they
raised themselves into sitting posture
and proposed "talk," as the red skins
SAY. Dan. Elkhorn was the leader
Of the party, and all knew his store of
adventure was inexhaustible, so a
unanimous call was made upon Dan.
for story. ''Come, Dan" cried a
crony," "gve US something to laugh at,
aad let us break this silence, which
seems to breed a spirit of melancholy
stir US up, old fellow, dol"


Dan pulled his long knife out of hi:
belt, and laying it before him
smoothed back bis long grey hair
He was genuine specimen of the
hardy American mountaineer.- - like
the Indian he dressed in deer skins
and wore the moccasin, while ever,
| scam of his iron countenance told o
'scapes and peril. Seeing that al
were attentive he commenced


"W ell, draw up closer. boys, SO
shan't have to holler, cause breath il
gittin' kind short with me now, ant
| want to parcel it out to last pretty
strong till the wind-up hunt. You
Mike, keep your eye skinned fo1
lngius, cause efwe git deep in yarr
here, without a top eye open. the
cussed varmints ill pop on US unawars
and be stickin' some Of thur quilIs il
us-nothin' like havin' your eye oper
and insterments ready.-I've a big
| idea to gin you an account of some
fun had with an old bar, on the
Missouri, when / was younker, anc
considerably more spry than am jes
1 now. ] want to tell you fust, that
bars are known animals, and they
kin jes tell younker of the human
kind as easily as they kin a small pig
from the old sow;-they don't foo
with me now, for they've got to knoac
me!


Well, Old Alic. Dennison, a neigh
Dor Of mine on the Missouri, had bir
about two years up in the mountains
and when he came home he gin a
treat TO all the fellars within thirty
miles of hm-that was jest seven
families-and among 'en, in course,
got an invite. Alic. and / had sot oul
cabins on opposite sides ofthe drink
near enough to see each other, and 6
red skin efhe'd come on a scalp visi
would bin diskivered by either.


When Alic's frolc was to cum off,


was on hand, sartain. About evenin
got my small dug.out, and tixin' my
rifle carefully in the fore eend, ane
stickin' my knife in the edge whar i,
would be handy, l jest padded ovel
the drink. A little above our locatio,
thar war bend in the stream which
kind turned the drift tother eent
up, and planted them about the spo
between our cabins--snags and saw
4 yers. jest thar, wur dreadful plenty
and it took nifty nice padlin' to g
accross without tiltin'; howsoever
slid atween'em sarpentiue fashion
and got over clar as a pet coon. Tha
wur considerable folks at Alic's fo
some of the families in them diggin
had abouttwenty in number, and tht
gals among 'em warn't any on your
| pigeon crcaturs, that feller dassen
tech fur fear of spilin' 'em, but rea