The daily comet. [volume] (Baton Rouge, La.) 1850-1856, 1855-12-28
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Dear Comet Some time last win.
ter | recollect seeing in your paper an
article from Guy Maunering, givine %
account of nm extraor,';'.~'y fcat OF a
hear scer coming out Of field. with
one arm full of corn, a pig under the
other, and pumpkin on his head
The story was doubted by such per-
sons as are not acquainted with the
habits Of the animal and who have
never seen the elephant. Now my
Dear Sir. l believe every word Of it.
For the last two years, have been a
close observer of their actions and
have made dearology my study-(prob.
ably some Of your readers will COM
ment on the word bcarology, and say
it is not to be found in either Walker
or Wcbster) admit i'), have not as
much right to make word, ms Walk.
or or Webster. if it suits to express
what l want to say Well, as said
before, l believe every word Of Guys
story, from n circumstance that came
under my own eye-no not exactly
under my eye, but under uncle Peters.
Uncle Peter. within the recollection Of
the oldest inhab;tant, was never known
to lie, unless there was something TO
be made by it. Uncle Peter is stock
minder, and tells me for three or four
mornings past, going down the lane,
to feed his hogs, he has met them com.
ing homo very much frightened. The
field where he feeds is aboat half a
mile from the house, near heavy
canebrake. A morning or two since,
he was down about daybreak feeding,
it was rather a warm mornii z, and
before going into the field to pull bis
corn he pulled off his cappot and hung
it on the fence; after getting through
with his feeding, he went to look for
his blanket coat, but could not find it
lie concluded some runaway miHger
passing by, must have stolen it. Next
morning he went down very early, and
as he approached the place again, he
saw as he supposed negro man in
his lost coat, with an arm full Of corn
very deliberately throwing ear at
time to the hogs. AS the latest seem
ed to come in for his special favor and
was in the act Of catching very pref
ty fat china grunter IA favorite of un-
clio Pc,cs), he followed you Internal
runaway rascal, what you try for cotch
massas hogs for-you tink cos yous
got my blanket coat you can dis fool
dem hogs and make dem tink it is
me, ha. I'll show you, you fros bit.
ten rascal. Stop, pull off dat coat or
I'll brake your ugly doggartipe head. !
When the fellow heard him he started
to run. Pete soon overlook him. and
struck him lick over the head with
stick. In Pcte's own words he ex
claims: "My god Massa. when fotch
the cr;tter that whallop he come down
cer,cash, and de way dat bar did trav.
el was nobody's bissness. "Fore God,
he had the berry same piece Of hickry
bark tied round him dat | always tied
my coat with. Truth, bless massa, the
Hogs, poor critters, had no spicion it
was o bear, but that it was me all de
time"
l have given you uncle Pete's story,
as it was told to me by himself. You
can dress it up and make it acceptable
to your readers, for fear it will not
take in its original dress-..as neither
old Peter or myself know aught about
romance, but simply deal in facts.
facts, and we dare any one to
the story.
J. PETERS, JR.
MAsnsows, Dec. ga, 1855. |