Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1856-02-07
HOW NED LOST HIS BREEcHEs.

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scene am about to relate occurred. 1t was
on a Saturday evening, and the day warm
(very peculiar to this climate at that season Of
5, the year, that approached the residence Gas
Iafterwards learned) of one of the first settlers
of that part of the country. I hallowed tc
know if1 could stay until Monday. The old
gentleman sci! yes, and invited me to alight--
called one of the servants to take my horse,
land leading the way, conducted me to the
house, and soon made me feel at home. The
: welcome reminded me of boyhood days, wher
: fyou were welcomed, it was welcome in
!. deed. The dwelling was of primitive kind,
consisting of two log cabins, about fifteen by
eighteen feet square, with passage between,
and one story high. The ceiling was made Of
loose clapboords, laid on unhewed joists and
the floor was made of puncheons hewed out Of
linn trees The door reminded me of the log
cabin campaign of 1840-othe string of the
latch was never pulled in" The chimney cor.
responded with the rest of the building. The
furniture was rather better than is usual 70,
that section, and the house and its inmates
wore an air of neatness and cheerfulness that
is not often found in our cities.
The family consisted of the old gentleman,
Mr.. E. B. his wife, two sons, and daughter;
the rest of the children had all got married
and left home long since. The daughter, Nan
cy Chat was her name, was about that age
" when girls usually hesitate to tell, and there
fore ! will not. She was as 6nea specimen of
a girl as you would wish to meet; and you
could see from her eye that she could enjoy a
laugh as well as any ono.
Sunday morning, the old gentleman and
myself took stroll around the farm, which I
found to be good one of the sort, and pretty
well stocked, especially with hounds, of which
he had at least dozen--fve of them puppies
] am particular as to the hounds, for the Sc.
quail will show that puppies are sometimes as
mischieyous in the country as the same animal
lis in the city.
AT II o'clock we all went to church, gal
lanted Miss Nancy but on my return I found
she had caught beau-being married man,
however, did not take on much about it
Ned Sewers (the name of the beau) was an
original in his way, and stood in his boots, a.
bout FIVE feet ten, black hair and eyes, and
looked as supple as an eel. His sinewy form
was cncased in suit of homespun, colored
with walnut bark his under garments were
also homemade and appeared to he made of
rather tough material for Ned's comfort Ned,
like all young men in love, as soon as supper
was over, sat up to Nancy like sick kitten to
a hot brick on cold day. chatted with the
old folks; but being desirous of getting an ear
ly start, soon retired to an adjoining room
and went to bed. The bedstead was low
posted one, the foot of which was towards the
door. What time Ned came to bed (for he
slept with me, is more than I know; but it
must have been lats, Judging from the lateness
ofthe hour wheHI Iarose, or rather jumped up.
All the family were up and stirring. I had
been to the stable to attend to my horse-had
just returned and advanced few feet in the
passage, when met one Of the puppies drag
ging Ned's breeches, and before I had time to
arrest him, I heard noise in the room in
which had slept. fastened to the door,
when Miss Nancy rushed by me, sitter in hand,
and her face as red as coal of fire with blush
es. looked in, and there was poor Ned, fast
to the bedpost. He had awoke just in time to
get glimpse of his departing pants, and in
leaping from the bed to recover them, his fax
en- garment caught on the post. But before I
could render him any assistance: the fax gave
way to Ned's herculean effo' Is, and down be
came on the floor. He sprang to his feet, and
out he rushed in hot pursuit. But puppy, by
this time, was under the floor. Poor Ned hest
tated but moment, and Strengthening him
self up, he cast one last lingering look to-
wards the hole into which puppy crawled
with his pants, and then as if gathering him.
self up for mighty effort, he struck out for
home, through the corn, (Which was waist
high) his faxen garment streaming in his
wake, and was spread out over the corn as if
it was hung out to dry. Scarcely had he got
under full headway, ere the old hound spied
him, and sounded the alarm, and then in hot
pursuit joined the whole pack. Ned had a
mile to run, half way through the corn, and he
saw, if he did not reach home, he was gone
case.
Away Ned scampered over corn stalks, bush
and briar, his hair hoated majestically on the
breeze, and his yellow flag, now only fastened
to his neck, sweeping the tassels of corn
Yelp yelp followed the pack of hounds, like
as many demons on his trail, reminding one of
the adventures of Tam O'Shanter with the
witches.
By this time the whole family were out
watching the chase. Nancy screamed and
laughed, and laughed and screamed again,
while the old man yelled, go it Ned, for
Sweet Lips gaining on you-shirt tails trump,
and dogs are arter it
Ned reached pond-he plunges in-the
hounds don't like water, SO they go round
Now he is safe! But no they have made the
circuit and are after him again Ky-yi, bow
wow-wow, yelled old Sweet Lip, as she made
a desperate bound at Ned's flag, just as he
reached his own door and escaped into the
house.
The roar Of laughter, the yelping of the
hounds, and Ned's faxen garment streaming
in the wind, produced one Of the most ludic-
rous scenes ever witnessed.
P, S.-Since then I have seen one of Nan.