Spirit of the age. [volume] (Raleigh, N.C.) 1849-1865, 1857-06-10

ings tn, outen him by 'oman's art-l don't
know how she did ii, perhaps he does. Ar
ter he left, she sot in an billed a big pot
ov paste, nigh onto a peck owe it, an SOU
zed in nv shut an let it soak awhile then
she tuck it an ironed it out fiat an dry,
an sot it up on its aidge again the CABIN IN
the sun. Thar it stood as sun as aofy
boss hide, an it ratified hike a sheet owe
iron, it did. 1t wur pasted tugetneT a.,
over. When [ cum tn dinner, nuthln
wnd do but I must put it Oh. Well, Belts
an me got the thing open arter sum nard
work, she pullin' at one owe the taiis an
me at tuther, an I got into it. Durn the
averlastin' new tangled shut, | say. L felt
Iike I'd crawled inter an old bee gum an
hit full owe pisants but it wur like Law
yer .Johnson's, an 1 stud it like a man, an,
weut tn work tn bid Belts a ash hopper.
T worked powerful hard an SWEET like a
boss. an when the shut got wet it quit its
h%urtin'. AFTER | got dun, | tuck about
four fingers owe red head, an crawled up
into the cabin loft tn take a snuse.
well, when | walked up | thot I was
, ded, or had the cho~lsrKX4ss and knees
cud muye rmnve my head an tkasely
cussed shut wur pasted
last onto me all over, from the pint owe
the tails tn the pint owe the broad-ax-
collars over my ears. 1t sot me as clost as
a moor COW dus her hide in March. |
souirm'd an strand till | got it sorter
> broke at the shoulders an elbows, an then
: I dun the durnest foolishest thing ever did
in these mountains. | shuf1ed my britch-
es off an tore luse from my hide about two
!, inches owe the tail all round in much pain
! and tribulation. Oh but st did hurt
Then l tuck up a plank ou4sn the loft an
# hung my legs down thru the hole an malice
the aidge ov the floor before, an the hind tai
mailed to the plank what Isot on. tonbut
d. toned the collar and ristbands, raised M.
hands way abuv my he'd, shut up my eyes
- said grace, an jumpt thru to the grou
y floor.
H. Here SUIT ruminated sadly,
George, I'm a durnder fool than evt
dad was, Hoss, Honets, an all. Illdrown
rs myself sum owe these days, see eff | don't
fWell, go on; SUIT, did the shirt con
OFF,
sch I-t-h-i-n-k-I-t-did. | hea
a noise sorter like tarin' a single ruff
owe a house all at onst, an felt like Il
CUTS an bones wur all that reached
led. floor. / staggered tn my feet an tucl
ach look up at the shut. The nails had
hilt thar holt, an thar it wur hangin' ar
ties, down, inside out, an as stiff as ever.
ner' looked like a map owe Mexico jist ar
nus one Owe the wurst battles-a patch OF
,;oo. hide about the size owe a dollar an a
bill here; a bunch owe my har about
gun; size of a birds nest thar; then sum m
feel skin; then sum paste then a little n
har then a heap owe skin then n
Son. har; then skin ; an so on all over
e = 4dAaEnsd-p Lev tangled, eyerlastin', lnfu,
wnr about ekeall lily, d1 Rat 5twseh pa "a
.. when she cum home ar foua me mis-
Spects she thinks | crawled lntu the t
cts an died owe nv wounds. 1t mus
shared her good, fur [ tell you 1t Ie
like the skin owe sum wild beast tol
L., alive, or a bag what had kerrled a LOAF
fresh beef from a shooting match.
Now, George, eff ever l ketch that
Gland yer Jonston out I'll shoot him, an e
- any 'oman talks about fat Ill a SD
me ugip, durn my everlasting pic.u
x don't fatten her. It's a rlt-rlbutl(
tin, the biggest kind owe a preacher
ular ritribution. Du you mind my
HUI owe dad through that hornets ne
xists in then racin' owe him inter the kreek
err has u yes,
ich pre- "ell' 'niH Is "n Wv tboso davis
,ncy and Jon't Of I dnn't die frum that arf
Take a horn, and don't you eve
n%erican. sticy shut as long as you l'Ve'