The Ripley advertiser. [volume] (Ripley, Miss.) 1843-1897, 1845-03-08
PETER WHETSTONE'S LAST FROILC
DEVILS FORK OF LITTLE RrD
januarv q ls45

DEVILS FORK OF LITTLE RID, J
January 0, ls45
My Dear, Mr.. Editor:-Since the last time
writ YOU, have had all sorts OF times; | took
trip away out South Well, when got to
the Rock, was in big hurry kee p on, so
walked up early in the morrIng to Goodrich
and LOOMS, thinking lwculd rig ouiln SUIT
tf their test, but they hadn't opened their store,
so step into another, and bought me par Of
red bfosfclo'h triches. The fellow measured
me and put up PAIR that he said woud fit me
TO shaving. Sc siuffs them into my saddle
bags and put outsouth. Well, when | gets
cut WAS asked tea party. and rugged myself
up; but oh, ordv, my bteeches were big enorgh
fer the fat man that was bowed up in The steam
boat. ! had my galowses up 10 The last nolcf,
bn, it wouldn't sIifdc, FOR could have carried a
grist ofcorn in them without stretching CLOTH
| hardly knowed what 10 dc; my breeches
wouldn't do al al, all and my new ones hung
like shirt on been pole Thinks there il
no froc for Pete. tut Jest right At This time in
pops Major Greene, Well says he, .Kurnel
amt you ready TO 60 = Says ], slamihinking
won't 90. '--.Wh,!' say; he, Look al INV bril- ch.
es, says ]. Well, he commenced laughing,
says he, Them britckes were made for Daniel
LAMBERT .Wcp,' saysi !. Daniel Liant ert is a
stranger TO me, but knowthey are a pretty
loosefit' oh, neve! mind them says he come
go and nobody viii notice yru. So went, |
found lots Of prcp'c. ard abundance q pretty
Lals = Well there no dancing. aud the 70 rs were
al sitting ronnd he room; 50 slips in corner
thinking would hide my bfi'chcs. Presently
some gentleman asked lady to sing; SO up she
gl'sAnd he leads her 10 something in lie corner
that lccked.ik ricest kind of Chest Well
sbe openedthe lid. and i, was right chuck full Of
horse teell; She just fuu her hand across them,
and never heard such noise ia my life
whispered TO the neSt fellow TO ne and a. kcd
what sort OF a varnint lha, was WHY, Kurnel,'
tays he, thai is peanry. sWell.he .ourg lsdf
commenced, aud never heard such singing. |
forgot my britches, and started 20 walk close up
TO the peanny, when heard them ttefing -
Daniel Lambert siys onc--'hen knew they
were laughing al my hrtches. So fell my
dander rising, and began 10 get mad; wa ked
right up, bold as sheep.--Iherc was scr, OF
dandy locking genius standing blythe pesnnr.
Says he, Now 60, Miss. favor Us with that de-
lighful little ditty-my favorite-you know it.
Then she commenced.
When the heily-sker is hearn over to see,
l"lGance the ronny aker by moonlight wi,hthee.
That is all recollec'ed. Wten she got
through, up steps Maj Green, and introduces
meto her. Says She, (and tel you she looked
prc,iy) Col. Milestone, what is your favorite?'
Saysl suit yourself, and you will suit me-
Ard that made her laugh. Well RICH, at that
up steps fellow that looked as if he bad been
sent for and could't 60. Says he, Miss, will
you give me The last link is brokeni' why
says she indeed sir have The most wretched
cold in the word. "a by, Miss says ], you
wouldn't call yours bad cold if you had seen
jim Cole AFTER lie lay cut in the swamp and
catch cold why says she, (and lord. but she
looked, killiug.) bow bad was his colo!' 81 Why
Miss, says |, The did'n, quit splitting ice till The
middle of August That made her laugh
We'll says she ,Kurnel Milestone, that cures
my cold So she commenced
The last link is broken that binds you to me,
The words you have spoken is sorrow 10 L.
We'll, arterthe lady was over, they all went
into supper, lots ofg0od things. l sat next to q
young lady, and heard them saying, Miss
with your permission, take piece Of the FUR
key. and SO on. A sees plate Of nice little
PICKLES. Miss, with your permission III take a
pickles, and she sayed might do So Ireach.
ca over and dipped up one on my fork--it was
smalt put the whole of it in my mouth. Oh
lordy!-but it burnt--well, the more chawed
TIE worse it was. Thinks I,lf | swallow, | am
burnt koon. Well it got too hot for human
hatur to stand; 80 says | Miss, with your per.
mission I'll lay this pickle back, and spit il cut
IN lordy; what laughing. Excuse me, ladies,
have done wrong, says I, hut that pickle is
700 hotiof the devils fork Every body seemed
= .sse the thing in good part, but one cha says
If. never Feed such rude behaviour in all nv
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