Spirit of Jefferson. [volume] (Charles Town, Va. [W. Va.]) 1844-1948, 1855-01-30
SUIT LOvesood's Daddy .. Acting Horse"

~ re : u 1a.'sEEtitI 2 liS. 1neSe ana Ike eA-
T,ressiaus, 1ere addressed to a queer looking,
lonr-leEsSed shprt-hoiied, small headed, whites
haired hcs eyed. iI,ig7t soSs Of 4 Genius, ffesh
from sor',. bcnct-l.esed jews clothing store
i and raogatrd % TeerpOke;' nick.tailedi bow
uerked long, poor. halE+landy, half devil and
/ cuYelopen all Over in perfect network OF
BRIDE rains, crupper, martingale, straps, cir
einglcs, and red tcrretin, who had refined up
ia front of Pat Eash's grocery, among
crowd of nountaineers, full Of Eight and mean
whisky. .,.,.E.. q,
What kiIed him SUIT = ssys al anxious in
why nuthiu, .rol 'taraaii fool s siio just died
SO, died > stsuiin' up, at that, Warnt that
i ~ but starved ftlsk sd then froZe Afterwards.
Y 50 stiff, that whec dad and me pushed him.
i over, he just stack ogt.so spreading his arms
and legs. like n carpenters bench, an va
Stated seventeen days for him to thaw afore
/ we cbul1 skin inns we'll thar We vas-Da,,
Il am me Counting on his fingersl-Dad, an
I me and Sail, mn Jake tFool jake we call HIM
! far shorty an jonas an Princess. and me,
and Cailime Jane. and ShalotteRn. an Simon
| Sr,fl ar' G,shlss Tehry Clar, an Noah Dan
| Nefster, an rs and the tUo twin gals, an
ECathriae Second, an CleoPatTy Antony, and
arc Lind. and Tom Bullion. an tlle baby, an
|! The grasUeci. an mann herself all left without
! ara boss to crap with. That was nice moss
: for q 'sp~ctaIlc white family to be slushin
about ;u, warat it I be darned If didn't
+! feel ike sortcr stealing hOss sometimes, g,
Well, we waited, an wished and wEiied, on
! til well into strawberry time, hopin' soma
] stray boss rneut come along, but deg my cat
Of cnv rich luck as that comes wltS dad is he's
so drafted mean an lazy. an ui;5y, an savage.
/ Well, o.e nito dad ho lsy awake all mite
| a thinking p tn9rtin' IN rollen,' an BLOWN
an sc.ntchin' and awhispcrin' at man, and
mex rror:,in' rays he, 'Sut I'll tell You what
IL do I'll be boss myself and pull the plough,
while You drive me, and we'll brake up the
| corn groun,' and the old quilt CHATS tuaml
|: an tie brats kin plant or let it alone jist as
sthev d-n please. So out we goes to the.
Eaw-raw III cket and peOled rite peart chance
OF bark, an. nam and me made geers for dad,
aud they be.um him mitily; and he arontd
haze a bria, so I gets an old umbrella what
I'd found i y little forked piece Of iron, sorter
IKE onto q l,itchfork, We know, and we beat
an twisted Il sorter into q br;dlebit, spatil
shape liud wanted it curb,} IS lie sed he
.l5q3'nt worked for some time, an, mite s0rter
feel ms oats md 90 TO caYoun.,, " ell, when
we got the 5rid!e all fixed on dad, he chomped
the lit ;ls-t ike ? hoss Che alters was most
Complicated, durn'd old fool, eny how, and
I
L put N the geers an out dad and me goes to
th. field, was a leadn' dad by the bride,
and tutin' the gopher plough on my back
AEhcu we cllm torthe fence, LET down the
zap, m it made dad mad he wanted to jump
shc fence ON all tours, boss way. l hitched
him onto the gopher, and away we went, dad
.sanin' f5rard 10 lis puilin right pcart and we
ylade sharp p'oughin,' dad goin' rite over the
sprouts and bushes same as a rale boss, tho
p:ily differ WIS lie wc2t on two legs. Present.
" we cum 70 q sassafrac bush, and dad to
keep up his llar-actor az a boss, buged sqQaFiEe
y, il, and &c cd IN . hornets nest nigh 2I;s aa
big IS horses head, an all the tribe ki@ered
HIN r:le strate. He rared an he kicked once
~ twice. an fetched a squ2al WIS nor airy
joss in the destrict, an sgt to runnin' away,
.'!t rs natural as ever you seed. let go the
Zines and lol'cred, Won, dad, woa but ye
suou. rs well said fVoa to a locomotive
tfewhilHcans. hoIT he runl When be cum
to.a bush, he'd clar the top Of it, gopher an
nj praps he thought their mout be another
settlement OF bald hornets in it, and that it
yrur safer to 20 over than thru and quicken
Gtne orecY now and then he'd paw the sides
tllhis herd with fost one fore leg then tother,
then ho'd yin Lisself openhanded slap, that
sounded like Vaughn whip, an runnin' all
TIE time, an :, I,errin that gopher iist about AS
piie- vas carried, swar. When he cum se
tie fence he hustled rite. thro it, tarrin' down
nigh onto seven paunels, ecatterin' and
E,eak;D' the rails rnitily, and here he left gro
pher, geers, singletree, Aevis, mixed up not
yuth q darn. Most Of his shirt stuck on the
shIintercd end Of e broken rale, an nigh onto
apint oghonetI ntaid with the shirt n Etirgin'
ijalI over, The balance on 'ern, about gallon
aud half kept on with dad. He seemed to
run list adzacily as h7fhgt, could fly, for it
wur the titest race ever did Gee. Down thru
tic scdge grass they all went, the honcts mai
iBr it look soTter like smoke all 'roun dads
bald he'd, and he with nuthin on yearth on
bit the bride, an nigh onto yard OF plough
Iiae saiIn behind.
=, I seed nor shat rs vas amin fur tie swim
r.3ir. hole in the creek, whar the bluff is over
tgertz-fY,. feet rerpendickeler tn the water.
ar bits nj Onto ten feet deep. Well, to kcsp
III, his Iar-acter rs q boss, when he got to the
butt he Just lfaped off, or rather he jist Sep!
OF ruunin.' kersunge into the creek heTcat
seed the water ly plum above the bluff from
vhar vas Now rite thar boys he oTerdld
the thing if that was what he was after, tor
there's narv boss ever foaded durnd fool
enough TO lope OYER 'cm SIGH place Cuss-
81 Inu!s 1nou; dcne it, bat dad warn't act
iSg mule. crert up to the edge and locked
OYER: thar was dads bald he'd for all the
y.,arth like a pealed onion, bobbin, up and
down. an the honcts sailin, round turkey buz.
zsra fashion an every once and awhile ono
a3.d sometimes ten 'ad, make 9 dip e. dei's
he'd. lie kept up rite peatt dodgin' under
sumtiucs afore they, lit hiTa, and sum-
times AFTER, and the water was hVered with
drowned honets.-.
"WhA: on yearth ara you doin in thar
dad SCI I. Don't dip yer see these cussed
(dipl Internal varmints dip arter met What
s5z !, them are Hoss flies thar-ye amt rsf!!y
fGard OF them, are We! Hoss flies h-Il SEE
dad they're rale dip genuine, bald honets,
you (dipl internal cuss p Well dad you'll
hey tn stay rite thar tils mite, an arter they
go tn roost you cum home and I'll feed ye,
| sorter think ye wont need any enrrien tor
! a week OF So I wish may neEer SEQ to-moT.