Wilmington journal. [volume] (Wilmington, N.C.) 1844-1895, 1845-02-28

above these when he should cut. Our hero.
shoulders all the time, did not seem alarmed
by this disposition of the cards; on the con-
,rary he smiled. as if he felt perfectly confident
of success, in spite of it.
Now, daddy said Simon, when his father
had announced himself ready, marry one of
us amt got TO look at the cards, while I'm cut.
TIM; if we do, 1t will Spite the conjuration.'
Very WE'LL
Sand another thng-you've got to look me
right dead in the eye. daddy-wil YOU =
TO be sure-to be sure,' said sir. Suggs !;
SIRE away
Simon walked up close to his father, and
placed his hand on the deck, Old MIR. Suggs
looked in Simon's eye, and Simon returned
the look for about three seconds, during which
a close observer might have detected a suspi-
cious working about the wrist of the hand on
the calds, but the elder Suggs did not remark
it.
wake snakes! days breakn'! Rise,
Jackn said Simon, cutting half dozen cards
from the top of the pack, and presenting the
face of the bottom one for the inspection of
his father.
1t was the Jack Of Hearts,
Old Tr. Suggs staggered back several steps,
with uplifted eyes and hands!
'Merciful master!' he exclaimed, 'ef the
boy haint well, how in the round creation Ct
the -! Ben, did you ever ? to be sure and
sartln, Satan has power on this yearth y and
Mr.. Suggs groaned in heavy bitterness.
sYou never seed nothin' like that in .4ugiss-
ty, did We, daddy 2 asked Simon with a ma
ilclous wink at Ben.
Simon, how did you do it!' queried the old
man, without noticing his sons question.
DO il, daddy? Do it? faint nothin'. ]
done it jest as easy as-shootin'.'
Whether this explanation was entirely. OF
in any degree, satisfactory to the perplexed
mind of elder Jed'dah Suggs, cannot after
tine lapse Of time which has INTERVIEWED, be
sufficiently ascertained. 1t is certain, how
ever, that he pressed the invest CATION no far
Their, but merely requested his son Benjamin
to witness the fact, that, in consideration OF
his love and affection for his son Simon, and
in order to Furnish the donee with the means
Of leaving that portion of the State of Geor-
gia, he bestowed upon him the impracticabls
poney Bunch
'Jist SO, daddy; jist SO; TIL witness that
But it minds me nightly of the way nanny
give old TRAILER the side of bacon, last week
She sweepn up the hath; the meat on the
table-old Trailer jumps up, gathers the ba
con and darts, nanny arter him with the
| bloom stick as fur as the door-but SEEM the
dog has got the start, she shakes the stick a
him, and hollers, You sassy aig-sukkin', 70
gush, gnatty, fop-eared varmint, take it a
long, take it along. I only wish it was full
Of a'snic and OK vomit and blue vitriol, SO a
'twould cut your ntrals into chitlins!' That
about the way yon give Bunch to Simon
1t was evident to our hero that his father in
tended he should remain but one more nigh
beneath the paternaI roof What matered
to Simon!
He went home at night, curred and fet
Bunch; whispered confden,ialIy in his ear
that he was the fastest piece of hoss-fesh
accordin' to size, that ever shaded the yearth;
and then busted himself in preparing for al
early start on the morrow.