The prairie news. [volume] (Okolona, Miss.) 1851-1875, 1858-05-20
VOL. vI.---NO. 80.
stop hissef; the cussin an prayin gwine

on all the time wus nur ever.
/ tell you now he's got lots owe sand
in his gizzard, he's the best pluck ever
seed. Well, thar they fit, roun an roun,
tarin up the yearth an roots, en- har, an
bull meat Torectly they cum agin frum
behine slather. .agin the old stud, and ker-
ried i'm forard this time, an not clock
fashun, sidewise. Es soon es the starn
owe ole Mills hit him he tuck tail holt
and hilt hit till his shoes cum off, an he
fell smack atop owe the Squire, heds en-
tails. He got hisself good holt inter
each of the fanks, and locked his .laigs
round his neck, (oh he's jist es redyses
cat,) en- he made his arrangements tn
stay thar all mite, fur he'd tuck good
holt with his teeth ontu the tail. Ole
Mills didn't understand what wur atop
owe him. Painter! flashed ontu his
mind, en- all his pluck wilted, en- he jist
turned tail and started fur Moth Calina,
Ole Sock trottin arter sOrter keerless like.
The ticklin inter his flanks, the chokin
roun his neck, an the vice ontu his tail,
Discontinued him powful. He jist miz-
zled; an every few jumps, he'd gin
short beller, en- kick both heels es hi es
he cud, but ole Burns wur growed thar.
When he cum tu the ruver, over the bluff
he loped he'd fust, so ole Burns went starn
fust. Es soon es he seed the ruver be-
low him, he cummenced climbin the
tail, overhanded, but hit warn't eny use
they both went plum outen site, an spread
waves fur mile, an the water flew like
yu'd flung three tun rock in. Arter
spell they cum up seperat, an took a look
ct each uther, an | never saw two crit
tiers appearinly es glad tn part company.
Ole Burns swum fur wun bank, and the
bull fur luther; they staggered out an
durn the morsel owe dirt either owe EN-
raked up with thar huffs; they Just lay
down tn rest. and eyed wun anuther
across the ruver. His boys found ole
Burns, and hauled him home onto sled.
Mills bull sought anuther suckit, an ole
Sock run wild in the mountains. Ole
Burns talks crazy like ses the house is
upside down, an he hears bees hummin
owe mites, and sees lots owe orful bulls q
ftin all day. He's swelled wus nur
toad full owe litnin bugs, an bruised till
he's black es a pot All the ole quilts
owe wimmin, an ole sogy men Gums tn
visit i'm; the wimmin fans an fixes the
bed close, an the men talks tn i'm; an
the konclusion is that Sut--that cussed
infunel fool, pest owe Sut, Use the cause
owe the hole kalamity; as all owe the bee
filters, men and wimmen, gin in the same
vardict. Hit wur orful injestis tn me,
kase all l did in the hole rumpus wur jist
barely tn lift basket handle over Socks
hons; en- when did even that, the fuss
wam't begun. Afterwards did nuthin,
but stan clar and watch suckumstances
as they ris.
Well, his two big, cussin, fox huntin
sons tuck my kase in han, an the fust
thing / knowed they were onto my trail
with hosses, houns, muskits, an few owe
the bee fiters. Twer then / did the su-
perfne runnin were speaking ove.--
Wun owe the houns Outrun the rest along
way, an cum up with the slack of my
breeches. jist tuck his kase in han,
slit hole in each of his years, an run
his hine laigs through EN- over the hook,
gin him sum cumfurtin advice with
keen hickory, an laid him down onto my
trail. He looked powful sorry fur what
he'd dun, as | went tu travelin agin.--
When the balance owe the dogs cum up,
they sot intu workin on i'm, an the two
laiged houns he'd tn stop tn save his meat
frum bein shattered; an while they were
q doin that, l wur maxim fast time to-
wards my hole. I'll jist gin dollar tu
swear they'll kill me now sartin, Of they
ketches me, case the wimmin am agin
me. Now they can't furgit thar intima-
cy with them ar bominable insex. Use
a goner, speck, an ! don't keer. I'm
no count no how. Jis look at me! Did
We ever see jis sich sampil of human
aforel l feels like I'd be glad tn be ded.
only I'm feared owe the dyin. ! don't
kcer fur hereafter, fur hits onpossible fur
me tn have ARA soul. Who ever seed a
| soul in jist sich rack heap owe bones
and rags es this ! Ise nuthin but sum
new tangled sort owe beste, asorter cross
atween crazy ole munkey and burned
wore-out homminy beater. Ise wun owe
dads explitos at maxim cussed fool in
venshuns, an cum afore my time ct that.
i / blames him fur the hole owe hit; alters
tryin tn be king. fool, the cussed OLE
never mind!
] GT The Mount Vernon Ladies' Asso-
citation" have at last completed con-
tract for the purchase of Mount Vernon.
Mr.. John A. Washington, twho has
driven "sharp" bargain in charging
thousand dollars per acre for land worth
perhaps twenty dollars,) will be remem-
bered-for being very different individu-
al from the ancestor out of whose con-
secrated ashes he is enabled to make q
fortune.