Star of the Kanawha Valley. [volume] (Buffalo, Va. [W. Va.]) 1855-1856, 1855-03-21

a rite smart cnance OF Dark, an man
an me made geers for dad an the,
becum him mitily, then he woul,
have Bride, 50 gets an old um
breller, whatl found; it's a little fork
ed piece of iron sorter like into +,
pitchpork, We know, an we bent an,
twisted it sorter into bride Bit
snail shape dad wantedtit kurb, a.
ne said he hadn't worked for sun
tune, an mite sorter feel myHoats ane
go to cavortin." Well, when>we go
the bride and all fixed on dad, h,
chomped his bits just like boss Oh,
alters was a most komplicated durn't
old fool, any how, and nam aller.
said so when he warn't about,) Their
| put on the geers, an out dad an me
goes to- the field, leadin dad b,
the bride, and a.totin' the gophcl
plough on my back. When we cum
to the fence ] let down ga p, an il
made dad mad. he wanted to jumu
the fence on all fours, boss way.
hitched himEinto the gopher, and a.
way we went, dad leanin' forard to
his pullinI rite pcart and we. made
sharp plowin', dad goin' rite over the
sprouts and bushes same AZ a rale
hess, the only difference was he went
OH two legs. Presently we cum to a
sassatrac bush, and dad. to keep up
his karaeter As boss, bulIged squar
into it, and thru it and tore down a
hornets nest nigh onto AS big as a
fhoss's head, and all the tribe kivercd
him right strate. He rared and kick
cd once or twice, an fetched a squeal
wus nor ara boss in. the district
and sot into runnin'. away, jist as
natural as ever you seed. IIct go
the lines and followed, Woe, dad,
woeE but you nout as we'll said woe
to a locomotive. Gewhillicans! how
hesdid rum. When he cum to d bush,
he'd clear the top of it, gopher an all:
p'raps he thought there mout be an
other settlements ov bald hornets i'm
it, and that it was safer to go ov Ter
than thru and quicker done every
now and then he'd paw the sides of
his he'd with fust one fore leg then
tother, then he'd gin himsclfan open
handed slap, that s. bundled. like a
Vaughn whip, an a ri aiming all the
time. When he cum to the fence he
busted, right thru it an tore down
nigh seven panntls Of it, scatterin
an breakin' the rales. mitely, and here
he left geers swingletree, and k!eyis,
all mixed up and not worth a cent.
Nest of his shirt stuck on the end of
a splintered rail and nigh onto pint
of the hornets staid with the shirt,
sting'n'it all over; the balance Of Fem
about n gallon and n hall kept on
with dad. lie seemed to run Just az
fast as the hornets could ny, for it
was the tightcst race | ever did see.
All went down through TIC sadge
grass, the hornets making it look
purity much like a smoke all rounds
dads bald head, as be hadnotllin' on
earth on but the bride, and now
about a plowline sailing behind. -
lseen now that he was amin for
the big swimmin' hole in <fhe creek,
whar the bluff is over twenty feet
perpendicular to the water, and 'ts
nigh about ten feet deep. Well to
keep up his character as a boss,
whin he got to the bluff he .iist leap
ed right off, or rather he jis KEEP on a.
runnin', Kerslunge into the creek
he went; | seed the water fly plum
above the bluff wiraF ! was. Now
right thar boys he orerdid the thing,
if that war what. he was arter, for
nary boss ever was foaldcd was fool
enough to lope over en-; sich a place,
a cussed mule mout have done it, but
dad warn't actin mule. | lirep to the
edge and looked over; thar was dads
bald head, for all the world like a
,pealed onion, a bobin W and down
and the hornets suIlin' and circlin'
roun' turkey buzzartl fashion and
every once and a while one. an SOME
times ten, would make a dip at,dad's
he'd. lie KEEP zap right pert dodg-
in under sometimes afore they hit
him and sometimes arter, ind the
water was kiyered with drowned hor-I
nets. Whot on arth are yot dom
thar, dad, says, l.. Don't (diD yer
see these cussed dip varmints ,-dip]I
AFTER me. What, SCI /, them are
boss flies thar,-ye amt really ft.rd
of Elm, are ye? Hoss flies, indeed,
seq dad; they're rale [dip] genun'
bald hornets. Well, dad you'le hw |
to sta thar till mite, an arter> they 9 I
to roost you come home an III feett
you, sorter think ye won't need>any
courrien for a week or so. ] wishl
may never see Tomorrow [dipl if |
don't ruinate you [dip] when | do
get out, SEE dad. Better say you
may never see another bald hornet
if You ever play boss agen, SEE =
and nowin' dads unmolified nature,
| broke from them parts, and sorter
cum to the copper mines. ! staid
hid out till next AFTERNOON, when !
seen q Teller trayelin', and seq ], what
was was goin' on at the cabin this
- = $50, yunA