Raftsman's journal. [volume] (Clearfield, Pa.) 1854-1948, 1857-10-21
.YoU, ROLL OVER"
on, SAN JONES, sR

Oh, SAN JONES, sR.
sswell, boys,' said Ben Briggs, one cold
winter evening, as he with three or four other
persons. including myself, were sitting around
the snug little, old fashioned stove, in DIR. |
Baldwin's store, ssshall tell you of the joke
that Sam Jones, Jr., played off on his father,
when they resided in Central New York.
We all of one accord pressed him to tell
the story.
oWell, (weT was favorite word with Benz
you know the old man, 1--WE didn't know him)
was one of the LATEST mortals that ever trod
shoe leather, and he always about, sshalf
seas oyer," as they call it when fellow. is
little tight. But the way he snored when
asleep was a caution to peace-makers. Soon
after dark he would go to bed, lie on his back
and snore loud enough 10 wake the seven
sleepers. In the conrse of two or three hours
his better half would also retire, and her first
move when once in bed would be to stop the
old gentelman's noise, which she easily did
by simply uttering three magical words, viz:
"You roll over, (Mrs. Jones always address
ed her husband by name as Yon.) He would
then roll over unconsciously, and sleep the
remainder of the night quietly.
aWell young Sam and myself were young
lads then, and full of the old Nick; in fact,
young Sam was a chip of the old block. Wen,
as was saying, the old gentleman took 1t
into his head one day to go hunting and he
invited his son and myself to accompany him,
which invitation we gladly accepted. Hav-
ing provided everything for the hunt, not for
getting jug of the needful, which the Old
man insisted was his share of the baggage,
and to which we gladly assented, We soon STAR
ted off. and after wearisome tramp, we ar
rived about noon at little clearing, where
stood log house the residence of Mrs. Polly
Craw, a carpet-weayer-(She was famiiiary
called Craw.) Entering the house we soon
made known our wants, and she seon set about
getting some dinner. While this was in prep
aration, old Sam. being much fatigued with
his tramp, lay down on the floor, and straight
way fell asleep and commenced snoring Justify.
Mother Craw found it necessary to go down
IN the cellar after some pork for dinner, and
the only way into the cellar was trough trap
door in the kitchen floor, and very near where
the old gentleman was lying asleep. At this
time / knew nothing of the method Mrs.
Jones took to stop her husbands snoring,
but soon learned. His son Sam soon whis-
pered to me to say ssyou, roll over," and of
course said, ,ssyou, roll over;" the words were
scarcely out of my mouth when over rolled
the nconscious sleeper, through the trap-door
into the cellar, plump on the head of poor
old Mother Craw, who was at that unfortunate
moment ascending the cellar stairs with the
pork for our dinner. The falling weight
which was over two hundred, caused the un-
fortunate woman to descend in manner that
threatened to break somcthing-in truth she
yielded to the falling body without the least
resistance. The moment saw in what direc-
ton the old gentlemen was goiug sprang to
his rescue, but it was too late to prevent the
catastrophe which inevitably followed. At
this exciting moment young Sam went out,
and was not seen again for two days. With
the help OF her husband, who now came in,
We soon liberated Mother Craw from the body
OF the lnsensible Jones. Fortunately old Sam
had left something in the jug, which soon ena-
blsd US to resusciate the two unfortunates."
II, after this, any one wanted to excite old
Sam, they had but to say, ssyou roll oYer.''