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Show Corroborative Testimony. Dan MeGary, editor of the Houston Age, goes out hunting occasionally,1 and lie tells wonderful yarns about what marvelous shooting he does. Whenever he tells a particular tough, story, he proves it by a colored man named Sara Johnsing, who is more expert, ex-pert, if possible than Dan. himself. One day not long since he was telling-his telling-his yarns to a select coterie in a beer-saloon. beer-saloon. Ho said: "As I was sayi, gentlemen, I knocked over two rabbits at one shot, or was i three?" "It. was free, boss; I was dar, and I kin sw'ar to it, "said Sam Johnsing. "That wasn't much," continued Dan., "because "be-cause I used shot. But one day I was. out shooting quail; two birds tlew up. and I knocked them both over with one bullet. I am not sure that I didn't, kill three." "Whew! That's coming com-ing it pretty strong, " said Andy Faulkner, Faulk-ner, one of the hearers. "Sam., you were there. Now tell these gentlemen the facts," retorted Dan. "I was dar, and seed you shoot, and you drapped all. free of dem quails. I picked 'era up. and dar heads were all shot off." "I heard that you missed the quail and shot one of the dogs," remarked Faulkner Faulk-ner cynically. "Sam., you were there. Tell these gentlemen if I shot one of the dogs." "Indeed you did, Master MeGary. You shot free dogs at one shot I was dar and I'll sw'ar ter hit, . All of 'em was shot right fru dar-heads." |