Now I’ll be dog-on’d if that Absalom ain’t a snooker
A MAN FROM CORPUS CHRISTI or THE ADVENTURES OF TWO BIRD HUNTERS AND A DOG IN TEXAN BOGS. BY DR. A. C. PEIRCE. 1894
Accompanied by his dog, Mr. Priour soon returned , and his first words were: “Now I’ll be dog-on’d if that Absalom ain’t a snooker; what do you suppose he was doing when I got down here?”
“I don’t know.”
“Well, he was holding them horses by the bits, just like a rope tied to a tree. He grabbed hold the minute they struck out, and you can thank him that you ain’t got to go to the Brazos River afoot. He’s worth his weight in hair oil any time.”
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“O, them’s some Absalom brought in,” he replied. “I tell you, that dog’s a snooker and a wiry one, too! When he can’t find game, now there ain’t any game around. He clim’ a tree and caught one of them right on the wing and the other one he stole.”