Clarksville chronicle. (Clarksville, Tenn.) 1857-1865, 1858-11-19
From an Exchange
HsW Sally HoOter Got Snake-Bit
A YAzeo SKETCH.

OuR old acquaintance, Mike Hooter
made another visit to town last week, and
being, as he supposed, beyond the hearing
of his breshren in the church, for be it
remembered, that Mike is of pious inclin-
ing, and ruling elder in the denomina-
ton of Methodists), concluded that he
would 60 on "bust." Having sold his
crop of cotton, and fobbed the 'tin," }" forth
sailed Mike with "pocket full of rocks,
and bent on bit of spree. After
patronizing all the groceries, and getting
rather mellow, he grew garrulous in the
extreme, and forthwith began to exratiate
on his wonderful exploits. After running
through with a number of "pant'er"' and
bar" fights, and several "Wolf disputes" "
Tie finally subsided into recital of events
more nearly arpertaining to members of
his family.
That Yazoo, said Mike, is the durndest
hole that ever come along. If it amt the
next place to no whar, you cap take my
old head for er driukin' gourd- You can,
an as for that ar DEVILS camp ground,
what they call Satartia, if this world was
er kitchen, it would be the slop hole, an
er mighty stinkin' one at that? j pledge
you on my word, it comes closer, bein' the
jumpin' of place, than any | ever hearn
tell on. Talk about Texas 1t amt
nothin to them Yazoo hills The etarnalest
out.of-the- place for bar an painter an
VOLTS an possums, an coons, an skeoters,
an gnats, an hoss flies, an cheegers, an
lizards, an frogs, an mean fellcrs, an
drinkin' whisky, an swappin' hosses, an
playin'-hell generally, that you ever see {!
An as for snakes whew don't talk =
I've hearn tell of the Boa Constructor, an
the Anuagander, an all that kind er rep
tile what swollers er he-goat whole, an
don't care er switch NV his tail for his
horns an see the preacher tell bout
Aaron's walkin stick what turned itself
many other sticks, an rods, an bean poles,
an chunks O. wood, an was hungry yet
an all that kinder hellerbellob but
that's all moonshine. Jist wait a mint
till you've hearn bout the snakes what
hourishes up bout my stompin groun,
an how one Nv um come precious nigh
chawin' up dater Sal, an if you don't for
git everything you eyer know'd, then Mike
Hooter is the darndest liar that ever strad
died er fence rail. Jeeminy criminy =
Jist to see one NV them ar great big, rusty
rattle snakes, and hear him shake that ar
tale NV hizzen tell you what, if you
didn't think all the peas in my corn field
was er spillin' on the floor, thar amt no
simmons Talk about the clouds Dustin
an the hail rattlin' down in tin pan =
Why it amt er patchin to it! Cracky
it's worse nor er young earthquake-it
beats h-lll
Now, don't vally a snake no more nor
er she bar in suckin time--specially er
rattlesnake, cause you see it's er vurmin
what rattles his tail fore he strikes an
gives you time to scoot out'n the way, but
the wimmin folks an my gal Sally is al
ways, in generally, the skeerdest in the
world NV EN-. / never seed but one wo-
man what wouldn't cut up when er snake
was bout, an that was ole Misses lie May
an she didn't care er dog on bit fur all
the sarpints that ever came or long
That ole gal wos er hoss Pledge you my
word, bleeve she was piEen-couldn'
be no other way. Didn't you never hear
how that ole peticoats bit the snake p
Well, I'll tell you,
She went out one day, an was er squat,
tin down, pikin' up chips, an the first
thing she knew she got onto the whap.
pinist, biggest, rustiest yaller mocassiou
that ever you shuck er stick at, bein' al
how she was kinder deaf, she did mt hear
him when he gin to puff an blow, and
hiss like. The first thing she know'd he
hit her sldp--the all-6redest, biggest
kinder lick You orter seen that old gal
how she fell down, an roll'd, an waller d
an tumbled bout, and hollered 'nuiI, an
screamed, an prayed, an tried to sing el
sam, and played h--ll generally YOU'D
or thought the pry yearth was er cum
min to an eeAR . Then she begin hol