Mississippi Democrat. (Carrollton, Miss.) 1844-18??, 1845-02-12

" cross them hands; I'm gwlne to correct
you"
at amt no use, daddy" said Simon.
"Why so, Simon?"
"Just bekase it amt. Pm gwine to play
cards as long as live. When go off to
myself Pm gwine to make livin' by it.
So what's the use of beatin' me about it,"
Old Mr.. Suggs groaned, as he was wont
to do in the pulpit, at this exhibition oil
Simon's viciousness.
"Simon," said he, "you're a poor ig-
nunt creetur. You don't know nothin'
and you've been no whars. If | was to
turn you off, you'd starve in a week"
81 wish you'd try me,' said Simon,
"and jist see. I'd win more money in a
week tnan you can make in year. Thar
amt nobody round here can make seed
corn off o me at cards. Pm raIe smart at
it," he added, with great emphasis.
"Simon! Simon! you poor unlettered
fool. Don't you know that all card-players
and cock-fghters and horse.racers go to
hell? You crack Drained creetur' you!
And don't you know that them play cards
always lose their money, and"
"Who wins it then, Daddy?" asked
Simon.
"Shet your mouth, you imperdent, slack
jawed dog! Your daddy's a-tryin' to give
you some good advice, and you a-pickin'
up his words in that way. | know'd a
young man once when lived in Ogletharp,
as went down to Agusty and sold hun
dred dollars worth of his daddy's cotton,
and some o. them CHANDELIERS got him to
drinkin' and the Uery first night he was
with 'em they got every red cent of his
money!"
"They couldn't git my money in a
Ueek," said Simon. " Anybody can gil
these here green fellows money; them's
the sort Pm gwine to watch for myself.
Here's what kin fix the papers as well as
anybody"
"WelI, it's no use to argify about the
NATTER" said old Jed'diah' "What saith
the Scriptur'? 'He that begetteth fool
doth it to his sorrow Hence, Simon,
you're P-or, miserable fool-so, GROSS
your hands -
"You'd jist as well not, daddy. l tel
you, Pm gwine to follow playin' cards
for livin', and what's the use o. bangin'
Teller about it? Pm as smart as any Of
'em, and Bob Smith says them Agusty fell
lers can't make rent off o. mes
The reverend Mr.. Suggs had, once in
his life, gone to Augusta; an extent of ira.
vel which in those days was little unu.
sual. His consideration among his neigh
bors was considerably increased by the
circumstance, as he had all the benefit O
the popular inference, that no man could
visit the city of Augusta without acquiring
vast superiority over all his untravelled
neighbors, in every department of human
knowledge. Mr.. Suggs, then, very natu
rally, felt inefably indignant that an in
dividual who had never seen any collection
of human habtarions larger than a log
house Village--an individual, in short, nc
other or better than Bob Smith-shoulC
venture to express an opinion concerning
the manners, customs, or any thing else
appertaining to, or in any wise connected
with, the ultima Thule of backwoods Geor
gians. There were two propositions which
witnessed their own truth to the mind o
Mr.. Suggs-the one was, that man who
had never been at Augusta could not know
anything about that city, or any place o
thing else; the other, that one who hat
been there must, of necessity; be not only
we'll informed as to all things connected
with the city itself, but perfectly au fai
upon all subjects whatsoever. 1t was
i therefore, IN a tone of mingled indigna
ton and contempt, that he replied to tn,
last remark of Simon.
Bob Smith says-does he? And who
Bob Smith? Much does Bob Smith know
about Augusty! he's been thar, reckon
Slipped off yearly some mornin', when n,
body warn't noticin', and got back afor
night! It's only hundred and forty mile
Oh, yes, Bob Smith knows all about il
l don't know nothin' about it, Iain't ne
yer been to Agusty! I couldn't find thu
road thar, reckon-ha! ha! Bob Smith
the eternal stink! if he was only to Sc,
one o. them fine gentlemen in Augusty
with his fine broad-cloth and bell-crow
hat, and shoe-boots a shinin' like silver
he'd take to the woods and kill himself a
runn;n'. Bob Smith! that's whar all you
devilment comes from, Simon"
"Bob Smiths as good as any body else
Judge; and heap smarter than some
He showed me how to cut jack" continu
cd Simon, Z" and that's more nor some pee
pie kin do, if they haze been to Agusty.
elf Bob Smith kin do it," said the oil
man, " kin too. | don't know it by tina
J name but if it's book knowledge or plai
sense, and Bob kin do it, it's reasonable t
s'pose that old Jed'diah Suggs WON'T
bothered bad. Is it any ways similyar I
1 the rule of :hree, Simon?"
! Pretty much, daddy, but not adzactly