Fayetteville observer. [volume] (Fayetteville, Tenn.) 1850-1966, 1857-08-13
AN ELECTION STORY.

One day just as | was gong 10
sit down to dine or a fat chicken that
nav wife, (the. chicken was just large
enough for her aud ine) had prepared,
and had pulled the cork out of a
cool bottle Of claret, man walked.up
the gallery steps, hat in hand, bowing
and scraping, aud says he: @.s
Good day, sir-this is Mr.. Timson,
l believe, sir?''
Yes, sr, that's my name take a
seat, sir.
.Thanl, you, Mr.. Timson,' said
he, laying his hat on one side and
planting himself in chair with an
air that showed plainly enough that
my Eat chicken was in danger.
!. This is very warm weather, sir,
said he. .
Very, said !. 80
Shall / trouble you for drink of
.water?'' said he.
s Oh, no trouble, said /: here, Poll
~ 90 a negro gis, go get the de-
eanters upon the SIDE board; walk IN.
sir, and take something to stimulate
the system.
'Wen really said he, Z hardly ever
drink anything
oh, it Won t hurt you, sir sad |;
walk in
He did walk in, and as he passed
the table, he cast his eye upon my
chicken. Mrs. Timson saw the glance
and turned paIe-aot that my dear
wife begradged the chicken, but she
knew that thef9 was not enough for
three, and there vas no time to cook
another. He took stiff horn, and
then turned around and told me his
name was Grimpkin, and that he was
candidate for the Legislature.
I told him I vas glad to make his
acquaintance and introduced him to
I.birs. ,Timson, who told him she was
very glad to see him. Poor woman,
she told a white one that time; but |
hope she will be forgiven for it in
fact she was driven to it, you know;
and | invited him TO sit down and
take dinner. Mrs. Timson excused
herself with the plea that she had to
60 out and attend negro child
that had just taken very sick, (may
the guilty, that Is, the candidate--suf-
fer for that sin, too, as lam confident
viii be the the casey and left US to
divide the chicken between us-she
dear heart, dined on mush and milk,
Very little of that chicken did / eat,
and very little Of my claret passed
through my lips! I fed Mr.. Grim
lpkin's horse, too. He had me up,
after dinner, talking about what he
meant to do when he got into the
Legislature, whilst I-would have CIV
en- more for my after dinner nap
! than | would for all his principles and
brains put together, didn't prom
ise to vote for him, but hinted very
strongly that way. The fact is,
never heard of him before. Well, ne
went away, and lay down on the gal
lery and went to sleep.
had gone offiuto deep and glo'
rious snooze, and vas dreaming thai
a huge monster with forty heads(or
each Of which was asgreat brass GIN
let a la rhinoceros) had announced
himself as a candidate for all the off
ces within the gift Of the people, wher
Mrs TiDson (who would no more
have dared to disturb my siesta OF
rdinary occasions than she woul(
have cut Off her little fngel) tickle
my nose with a feather, and ! a
woke III ver1 BAD humor.
Dang it all, Mrs. Timson, m,
dear!' said l, starting up and rubbing
my burning eyes. what did yo'
disturb me for, eh, Mrs. Timson?'
oh, don't speak SO loud, said she
, in whisper, there's a gentleman SIT
ting in the parlor; another candl
! date
/ put on calm countenanos AM
walked in, and there sat an intelhgen
bright looking young man disguise'
as 4 candidate. He rose ZIP and a
uoIogized very gracefully for having
disturbed me, and told me he was
candidate; that inexorable custou
compelled him to visit the people
, and that he wished TO occupy as III
tie Of their time, and give them q
, l;ttle trouble as possible.