Wilmington journal. [volume] (Wilmington, N.C.) 1844-1895, 1858-09-17
ki,er mp. stranger. IN the Gals rndress.

There spot in the south western part of this State
known as the Fiery Fork Of Honey Run--a delicious
locality, no doubt, the of honey is accompanied
by corresponding flow of milk and mixture Of milk
and honey, at any rate, honey and peach is the
evidence of subunay contenment every place they have
preaching
Honey Run - is further christanized by the pres
ence of an extremely hosptable family, whose mansion
comprising one aparment-neither more nor less-s
nowned tor never having been shut against Travellers
and friend found it during the chill morning air.
at the expense OF rheumatism in his shoulder-s
unaffected cracks and spaces clearly showing that
dropping the latch was useless formality The veneer
able host and hostess in their apartment usually
enjoyed the society of two sOns four daughters and
dry "niggers, and many dodgers deem it prudent
to risk the somewhat equivoca allotment OF sleeping
partners. On the night in question: friend, after
hearty supper Of ham and eggs and canvass of the
Fiery Fork-the old lady having pointed out his bed
felt very weary and only looked for an opportunity to
turn in, though the mosquitoes trumpetng all
sorts OF wrath and no net appeared to bar them The
dogs flung themselves along the floor again rose rest
essy, and sought the door step, the niggers stuck
their fest into the yet warm ashes the old man stripped
unscrupnouy and sought his share of the one coased
looking pillow, the sons cavaerly followed his example
leaving the old woman, gals and stranger to Set
tie any question of deicacy that might arise
The candidate yawned looked at the bed went to the
door, looked at the daughters finally in downright
recklessness, seated himself upon the downy' and
pulled off his coat Well he pulled off his coat and he
folded his coat and then he yawned and then he whis-
ted and then he called the old adys attention to the
fact that it would do for him to sleep in his mud
dy trousers and then he undd his vest and then he
whted again. and then, suddenly an idea of her lodg-
ers possible embarrassment seemed to flash on the old
woman, and she cried:
"Gals jest turn your backs round till stranger gifts
| into bed
The backs were turned, and the stranger did get into
bed in less than no time when the hostess again
spoke:
Reckon, stranger as you amt used to u.s. you'd bet
ter kiver up till the gals undress, hadn't you p
By this time our friends sleepy fit was over, and
though he did kver up desired, somehow or other
the old counterpart equally kind in hiding his
bushes and favorng bis sly gances The nymphs soon
slowed away for there neither bustles to unhtch
corsets to unaee, when their mamma evidently anx-
ous not to smother their guest considerably relieved
| him by saying:
| " You can unkiver bow, stranger I'm married folks
and you amt afeard of me, I reckon"
A SUcKER-Bishop Ames of the Methodist Church
while preaching in the Third Presbyterian Church in Iu-
dianapoles, got off pretty good pun. 1t is known
that the inhabitants of Illinois called Suckers as
! those of Indiana called Hoosers.' The Bishop it
appears got lost prairie in Illinois and came
! very near sinking under fatigue and exposure. At
length he discovered cabin in the distance He got
to the door and knocked and the ongooked for Sucker
(succor) came! --- s-.-A -.'2@z