American telegraph. [volume] (Washington [D.C.]) 1851-1851, 1851-06-06

DiHyte rs supposed 10 Tetutc piiS history pTtrutei
e OCCASION Of a " HuSking Match" Tor Corn Husk
several city gents ,oho haze been ruSticatin0 IL
eighborhood.
I'm but simple country lad
I'd never been TO town before:
Indeed-onless except with dad
Not more'n out sight o. our barn-door.
j reads little-but not much,
And Jim Grimes larned me how TO write;
And, eff you choose, I'll give a touch
o. what l seed in town one night.
But, fust o all, III tell you how
They fixed me of at home, TO come
When, like fool, left the plough,
Concluding far and wide 10 roam.
Now mann had never from her Bob
Been more'n six hours, at most, away;
And Susan-which loves--did sob,
Poor thing, like green wood all that day.
Dad gov me one ten-dollar note,
Two dimes-one with hole clean thew;
wore my tight, horn-button coat
And Sunday brecches-bOth was blue.
They hadn't mare hoss TO spare,
That could ride 10 town upon;
The jackass dd--for what d I care
I'd sooner walked than lose the funl
1t rally made poor Susy laugh,
For Snarley hadn't mare q saddle;
His back bone cut me most in half
You couldn't trot, and keep astraddlel
] tied my straw hat with string,
Afeard I'd lose Il ef he'd stumble
For Snnrley cuts pigeon-wing,
Inc crcetur, wnen ne goln 10 tumble.
i rolled my Sunday breeches up,
To keep from gittin' splashed with dirt,
And whipped away my setter pup
lie alPys hollers fore he's hurt =
And then kissed my man and dad;
And Susy, poor thing, cried her I'LL
saw Handkerchief she had
wavin' as turned the hill.
! got TO town-a great big bell
Struck NINE when got in that night
q Js Niis the town ~ saws /, % do tell
Oh cricky, iSRf this sightr'
j liked a gentlemun seed
A standin' up agin tree;
He asked me ef used the weed"-
And interduced hisself to me:
"My names BEAU HICKMAN, sir, he says,
" i lives by tdient-talents di-
You can't git long this world no ways
Without it-no, Sir-not one Bit
You're from the country, sir, s'pose1
A long ways out, too-ain't it, heyf'
"Welll !" thinks 10 myself /" he knows
As good as inches cute, lay"
told him Yes" and says 10 him.
"Tve never been in town beforei"
And hitchcd old Snarley to a limb
Lorl wor'nt hongry, Jest, and sorei
He drnwed my arm then right threw hiS'n-
Golly his clothes looked nice and fine;
I'd a'most ruther went TO prison,
/ rally felt so 'shamcd o. mine
His pants and neckcloth both was plaid,
His frock-coat blue, the buttons brass
And setch spider waist he had
His boots they shined like lookin'- glass.
His standin' collar didn't fit-
Or, ef it did, IL didn't please i'm
He alfys hitched about in it,
As Of TO tetch its sides an tease i'm.
He limped spell-but tried to go
jest like a CONAN, sure's you're born
lie weren't hurt in Mexico,
heerd him swairin' bout "a earn"
We went to Sbadd's, by Browns Hotel
didn't know the place, Beau did;
We had stewed hystsrs in the she'll,
In one them boxes where you're hid
had two jueps, too, swar,
The incest things you ever knowed:
Beau said he'd smoke good sig-gar"-
He couldn't drink" he's easy throwed"
lie said I'D best lay in stock
" them sggars, they come 30 cheap
And on the table gev knock,
And orders in great big heap.
And, gracious goodness, what a lot
o. funny stories he did know
There's SOME o them, as I've forgot,
Most split my sides, he told 'om col
When we'd got thew, Beau says to me
I'm deuced hard up-csn't you plank dowI
About three dollars-or ayr
III pay you next time you're in town."
said couldn't spare that much
I'd lend n dollar'-and did;
And then wondered Beau had such
bran-new coat, and wore white kid.
To be continued
"a AgUINnTnN Jnna 1871