nister, all white,
a-fightin' in the middle o' the street with a blind man. An' the sheriff
he came along an' arrested 'em both, an' Jedge Sooter fined Jehos five
dollars fur disturbin' o' the peace, w'en he'd ort to have fined the
bull.

"But that warn't the wust of 't. All this time me an' the bull was still
a-goin'. Somebody'd hollered fire, an' somebody else'd run off to the
fire-engine house, an' told 'em that they'd got to come quick or the
whole bloomin' town'd go. Jes then the red waggin hit a stone in the
middle o' the street, an' she pitched so hard she hove her tailboard
right up into the air an' overboard. That tailboard were jes as red as
anythin', an' w'en the bull seed it soarin' in the air like a ole-time
round shell with a navy time-fuse, he jes got clean crazy. He ketched it
onto his horns, an' lowerin' his head scraped up about two tons o' dust,
an' hove dust an' all right through the big front winder o' Jeremiah
Boggs's book an' newspaper store. The firemen seein' all the dust,
thought it war smoke, an' they comes up with their engine an' lets drive
a stream o' water a foot thick right through the hole in the winder, an'
completely sp'iled the whole shop.

"But that warn't the wust of 't. Jeremiah's brindle bull-dog were asleep
under the counter, an' that there stream o' water hit him ca-plum in the
middle o' the back. He let out one yell, an' out o' the shop he went an'
down the street all drippin' wet an' squealin' like a pig. Everybody wot
seed him hollered 'Mad dog! mad dog!' An' then ole Willum Henry Peet,
the constable, he got clean rattled, an' pulled out his rewolwer an'
beginned to shoot all over the country. As me an' the bull was still
a-goin' I didn't see that, but I could hear it. Waal, Willum Henry's
shootin' started up some other folks, an' putty soon there war a whole
rigimint o' people out in the street a-shootin', an' not hittin'
anythin' 'ceptin' winders, w'ich the same they busted forty-seven. The
firemen findin' they'd made a mistake, an' there warn't no fire, said as
how Jeremiah'd sent out a false alarm, an' they started to lick him.
Some o' his friends come to help him, an' in five minutes there war a
reg'lar riot right out in front o' his store.

"All this time me an' the bull war still a-goin'. I didn't seem to gain
much onto him, so I set the royals an' the stu'ns'ls onto the colt,
although it were werry stormy weather, an' I made up my mind that if
somethin' didn't carr