The Placer herald., 1858-09-11
'Kiver up, Stranger, till the Gals un-
dress"

dress.
There is a spot, in tie southwestern part
Of this State, known as the Fiery Fork of
Honey Run''-a delicious locality, no doubt,
as the run of honey" is, of course, accom-
panied by corresponding flow of milk
mixture of mix and honey, or at any rate,
honey and peach is the evidence of subu-
nary conteniment, every place where they
have preaching.
Honey Run" is further christanized by
the presence of an extremely hospltable fam
lily, whose mansion, comprising one apart
ment-neither more nor less-ls renowned
for being never shut against the traveller,
and so our friend found it during the chill
morning air at the expense of a rheumatism
| in his shouder--iIs numerous unaffected
cracks and spaces clearly showing that drop
ping the latch was useless tormality. The
venerable host and hostess, in their own
apartment, usually enjoy the society of two
sons, four daughters, sundry dogs and mig
gers" and as many dodgers as may deem it
prudent to risk the somewhat equlvocal al
lotment of sleeping partners. On the night
in question, our friend, after a hearty supper
of ham and eggs, and canvass of the Fiery
Forkers-tho old lady having pointed out
his bed-feIt very weary, ard only looked
for an opportunity to turn in," though the
mosquitoes were trumpeting all sorts of
wrath, and no net Appeared to bar them
The dogs flung themselves along the floor,
or again rose, reslessIy, and sought the door
step, the "niggers' stuck their feet into the
vet warm ashes; the old man stripped, un-
scrupulously, and sought his share OF the one
col apsed looking pillow, and the sons cav
aliery followed bis example, leaving the old
woman, gals and stranger" to settle
any question of deIicacy that might arise.
The candidate yawned, looked at his bed,
went to the door, looked at the daughters;
finally in downright recklessness, seated him
self upon the downey," AMI pulled off his
coat. Well, he pulled off his coat, and then
he yawned, and then he wins led and then he
called the old Iady's attention to the fact
that it would never do to sleep in bis muddy
trowsers; and then he undiI his vest, and
then be whsted again, au1 then Suddenly, an
idea cf her Iodgers possible embarrassment
seemed to flash upon the old woman and she
cried:
Gals, jest turn your backs round till the
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 aint used to us,
you'd better kiyer up till the gtIs unlress,
hadn't you!'
BY this time our friends sleepy fit was
over, and, though he did "kiver up as desir-
ed, somehow or other the old counteipane
was equally kind in hiding his bushes, and
tavoriug his sly eIonces. The nymphs soon
slowed away, for there were neither tusties
to unhitch nor corsets to unlace, when their
mamma, evidently anxious not 10 smother
her guest, CONSIDERABLY relieved him. You
can uakivcr now, stranger; HIN married folks
and YOU amt afeard Of me, reckou!'
The Stranger happened -, to be "narried
folks" himself he mkyerel AMI turned lis
back @ith true connubial Indifference, as Jar
As the ancient lady WAS concerned; but,
With regard to the gals he declared that
his hafrai,el curiosity inspired the most
tormentng dreams Of merma S that ever lie
eXperieucel.-J. NJ Field.