832 WILD SPOETS IN THE SOUTH. 



my head in again ; ' tliey allers come down in a storm, 

 kind of unsuspectin' like ; that's their natur.' 



" ' Yes, nothin' so decaitful as the 'Piscopalians,' says 

 the Doctor. 



" I knowed what he was after ; the Doctor went tooth 

 and nail aginst the 'Piscopahans, and so did the 'Pisco- 

 palians 'ginst him. That's the natur' of religious people. 



" ' No,' sez I, ' it was the pamters.' 



" 'Painters! where? — have you seen a j^ainter?' 



" ' No, but I heerd one just now.' 



" ' You don't mean it,' sez he, and he went right over 

 to his saddle-bags that was lyin' on the bed, and tuck out 

 two of the longest kind of Spanish pistols, and primed 

 'em up, sayin' all the while somethin' about how with the 

 jawbone of an ass he had slain a thousand men. 



" I didn't believe the critter, for he was given to blow- 

 in' ; but Marthy she jist swallowed it all like batter cakes. 



" I seen old Boz, who was asleep by the fire a whim- 

 perin' away — you know how dogs take on when they're 

 dreamin' — raise his head quick hke and make a straight 

 pint for the t'other eend of the cabin, whare the logs was 

 a little open like. He stood there for about a minnit 

 and then came back and laid down agin. I knew some- 

 thin' was up, and tkat screech I heerd war true music. 

 The old woman seed the dog, and she broke in with — 



" * Yes, that's so ; when I, my old man, and the dog, 

 both smell painter, I knows there is painter. Two dogs 

 don't both make a false pint to once.' 



"At this Doctor Smith he walks to the door and 



