The mountain sentinel. [volume] (Ebensburg, Pa.) 1844-1853, 1849-10-25
From the N. Y. Spirit of the Times.
Abe Eat0n'S YiSit TO the Celebration.

Abe proceeds to tell the story OF his
to Waynesboro' at the time of the celebra-
ton on opening the Railroad:
Wal, they had a mighty to do, about it
they did. There Gov. Dudley, Doctor
Andrews, Squire Griswold, Bill Lane
(him as was so near beaten Stanley for
Congress,) old Dick Washington, and a
heap of big boys came down TO the bor-
ough to have rale jolificatlon, They
had the darndest biggist sort of a barbecue,
cords of old red eye, and the big gun
they wanted every oody to Jine and have
Dustin frolic. Wal, it was noraIed over
the hull country, and as every body was
gwine, | thought | mought as well go, too
so | slipped the mar in the cart; anaput
out for the borough.
Wal, Doctor, had purity easy time
of it gwine down, [ did-the old mar shy
ing once and while when she heard any
numbering about; but all things considerin,
Doctor, managed purity well. That old
mar was caution, Doctor. She was a
perfect sight, any how, she was-and if
ony pistil was shot off any war aboat her,
all h-ll couldn't keep her in tho cart.
Some of these days Doctor, I'll tell you
how she sarved me and brother Tart
You know Tart, Doctor know you do.
All the accident that happened was going
up the hill by Lew Cusgrave's thar. close
by Old Pixies, the Quaker, when some of
Lewis boys popped cap on an old smoke
pole at a partridge, when h-ll. Doctor,
how she did rip! She cavored tight smart
but it was no go-she ony broke one try
pin, and arter Citing up the hill | fixed
that, and we proceeded tolerably well to
the borough.
Wal, Doctor, we got thar, and thought
| mought as well get down and lead her
by the Court House. There was heap
of people on the green, and didn't >zactly
know what might happen, so got down,
did, and slipped the bride over my arm,
and was walking along, looking at the
crowd to see what was goln' on. Thar
was bundance of folks, Doctor, men win
men, children, and niggers in fuss-oys-
ter carts, and all such sort of doins plenty.
Wal, Doctor, | was proceeding on, try in
to find some place TO hitch the mar to,
when Holy Moses! ker slam bang! went
the big gun. The old mar started, and
snatched me heels over head, my cart
struck an oyster cart-oysters plates,
spoons, pans and bowls, went flying
down | went but held on to the bride,
Doctor, did, and arter rip or so sor-
ter stopped her headway, and made out to
get up.
Thunder and mud! Doctor, sich sight
Il never seed the afore-you'd thought
ii had been raining nothing but toysters and
plates for week-here pan, thar puddle
of soup big enough to SWIM my old scovy
drake-the oyster man a cussm everything
an inch hioh-the old mar snortIn, and the
folks hollerin like blue blazes! Wal, Doc
tor, sorter shuck myself, and was looking
round TO see what all the fuss was about,
when | seed old Artur-old Artur Spikes
YOU know him, Doctor, and Gineral
Moze, with their mouths wide open and
NIGH about fit to burst. go it Abe said
old Artur-and go it | did, for twant hall
a second before bang! went that cussed old
gun agin!
.Je-ru-salem! Doctor! didn't the old mar
spit, then? She fetched one splurge, and
both trv pins come out, the back band
broke, the wheels whirled one way and
struck an old 'oman's cake cart-down
cum cake box, old oman and all; away |
went on tother track! down the hill went
the old mar as if the devil had kicked
her-in eend, right slam through the tables
whar the barbecue was set out, benches
broke, niggers rolled over = everybody
hollerin as if heaven and yarth had cum
sJe-hos-a-pl1at didn't that old mar rar,
and didn't Ii Thar they laughing at me,
ready to split The old cake oman had
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