The spirit of democracy. [volume] (Woodsfield, Ohio) 1844-1994, 1857-07-08


pullin', at one owe the tails an me at luther,
am I got into it. Durn the everlastin'
new tangled shut, l say. I felt like I'd
crawled inter an old bee gum an fit full
of pisants; but it war like Lawyer john
sons, an stud it like a man, an went tn
work tn bid Belts ash-hopper. work
ed powerful hard an SWEET like boss, an
when the shut got wet it quit it's hurtin'.
Arter get dun, tuck about four fingers
owe red head, an crawled up into the cabin
loft tn take a snuse.
"Well when l walked up thot | was
ded, or had the cholery, for all the jints
l cud muve were my ankles, wrists and
knees-cudn't even muve my head an
skasely wink my eyes-the cussed shut
wur pasted fast onto me all over, from the
pint owe the taistu the pint owe the broad
ak collars over my years. 1t sot ME as
lelost as poor cow dus her hide i'll March.
81 squirm'd an strain'd till l got it sorter
broke at the shoulders and elbows, an
then dun the durndest fool thing ever
did in these mountains. / shuffied my
britches off and tore lose frum my hide
about two inches owe the tail all round in
much pain and tribulation. Oh but it
did hurt. Then tuck up plank outen
the loft and hung my legs down thru the
hole an nailed the aidge owe the frunt tail
to aidge of the floor before, am the hind
tail nailed to the plank what set on. |
onbuttoned the collar and rstbands, raised
my hands way up abuv my he'd, shut up
my eyes, said grace, an jumpt thru to the
Egroun floor.
Here Sut remained silent.
George, Pm durnder fool than ever
dad was, Hess, Hornets and all. I'll
drownd myself sum owe these days, see ef
l don't.'
"Well, go ON, Sut, did this shirt come
OFF,"
"I-t-h-i-n-k - it - did. !
hearn a noise sorter like tarin' shingle
ruff owe house, all at onst, an felt like my
CUTS an bones wur all that reached The
fore. staggered tn my feet an tuck 81
look up at the shut The nails had AL
hilt thar holt, an tharit wur hangin' arms
down, inside out, an as stiff as ever. Ii
looked like a map owe Mexico jst arter
4one owe the wnrSt battles-a patch OF my
hide about the size owe "A dollar au' a hail
bill here; bunch of my har about the size
owe a birds nest thar; then snm more skin;
then sum paste; then little more har;
then heap owe skin; then more har; thcu
skin; an so on all over that burned new
; tangled, eyer.astin', Internal cuss OF a shut
j, 1t wtr picture to look at-an' so wuI
II. The hide, har, an paste wur about
: ekeally divided atween me and hit. Won
der what Belts, durn her, tho't when SHE
: cum home am foun' me missin' Speck'
! she thinks crawle6 intu the thicket an
died owe my wounds. 1t must av skaret
he- good, fur tell you it looked like th'
), skin owe sum wild beast torn off alive, o
! a bag what had kerried a load owe fresl
!, beef frum a shootin' match.
= "Now, George, eff ever ketch tha
!, Lawyer Johnston out I'll shoot him, an
:, eff ever an 'oman talks about fat'nin'
i shut fur me agin', darn my eyerlastin' pic
: tion sartin, the biggest kind owe preach
n er's regular rit-ribution. Du you min
! my driyin' owe dad throu' that honet'
. nest, an then racin' owe him inter tn
kreek?'
!, Yes. !"
~ "Well, this is what Gums owe it. +
. drown myself sum owe these days, see eff
II don't, eff don't die frum that orfui shut
Take horn, and don't you ever try
sticky shut as long as you live. "--Nasl
:, viAe Union and american.