Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1858-01-05

the wlmen powerful, and a skarin Oye folk :
giheraiy at the rahl snaix springs big meetin'
sigded by me
JoHy BULLIy the Passon.
attested tn by - : -
John WethOron
found written copies Of the above highly in
teiiigible and vindictive proclamation stuck ND
On every blacksmith shop, doggery, and store
door in the Frog Mountain range Its blood
thirsty: vindictiye spirit, its style, and, above
aii, lts chlrography, interested me to the extent
oi stealing one from q tree for preservation.
In few days found Sut in a good crowd in
'front.' OF Capeharts small doggery, and as he
appeared to be about " in tune, 1 read it to
him. -
Yes, George; that ar dockymint am in
yearnest, sartin. They dus want me powerful
bad, but / spect cit dollars wont fetch me- I'll
go myself fur fifty, planked down, eff you'll go
along an SEQ me hcv justice. Lite, lite old fel-
ler, an let that roam yOurn blow little an
III splain this sussed afar what has ruina ted
my karacter as Plus pusson in the sciety about
here. 1e see, went to last years mectin,
at Ratil Snaix Springs, an wer sittin in a nice
shady place conversin with friend, when the
lust thing L know d / woke from n rance what
been knock d inter by a four year old hick-
ory stick in the han of old Passon Bullin. durn
his alligator loOkin hide, an he wur standin a
straddle owe me, fomin at the mouth an
preachln tn me about sartin sins an nv wicked
L
wur glad ov it, fur thot he ment tn kill me
with his club if he failed tn preach me tn deth
an didn't want her tn see me die -
w ho was the friend you speak of, Sut?"
IN -u-n o-v your b-i-s-n-i-s-durn your lit
tie ank:hus pictur But I'll tell We one thing,
Seorge; that rite neibor gall got an orful con-
founded stroppin frum her nam with the stir
rup lether ov saddil, an old Passon Bulln had
ct supper thar that mite; an what's wus nor all
she cooked IT fur him, an begged him trimb-
lin an cryin not tn tell on her, the burned in
fernal, hiperkritkali, pot-bellied. whisky-wast-
Ing old ground hog, but paid him fur it ALL eff
halnt will, L mean tn keep q payin oy him
all tho time. Well, at mex big meetin at Ratil
snalx, wur on han, as solemn as hat kerr
rler at collection time, fur had promised the
old hog TO cum an behave. jst to keep him from
KILN me. i tuck q seat on the steps oy the
pulpit to prove wur in yearnest. Their wur a
monstrOus crowd in that grove an old Bullin
Mur preachln tn EN- al an orful rate-hOw the
He'll Sarpints wud serve EN- eff they did mt re-
Pent-how they'd crawl over them rap thar
tails roun thar necks, poke thar tungs inter
thar eyes and blow inter thar years An he
he'd EN- hot, hollerin, and scared; the fac is the
thing wus wurkin powerful. Now, I'd kotch
nTe olg grey Lizards, an he'd EN- n little mar
rer bag, what made purpose-thar tails all
al the bottom, on packed as tite az q bundle ov
STICKS. SO, while he wur a rarin onto his tip
toes, onbenowenst tn anybody, Iontied my poke
an put the mouth up under his britches leg, an
gin their legs squeese and a shake, when they
all tux up his bar leg, maxim owe a mise sorter
like squirrills a climbin a she'll bark hickory.
He stopped preachin an looked for a moment
Ike be wur listnin fur sunthing, sorter like
an old SOW dus when she hears you whistle for
the dogs. L Civ big groan, and hilt my he'd
atween my knees. Then he commenced a
slapln ov hisSelt whar he cut the steak outen a
beef, then he'd fotch a rub whar a hosse. tail
sprouts. then bed stomp, then run his hand
atween his waisbun an his shurt, an reach
down an roun mitily with it-then lie spred his
big legs an Civ his back good shakin, sort ov
rub agin the pulpit sOrter like a hog scratches
agin stump; "a leaning to his work powerful,
an squirm'ng gineraily zif he'd jist cum outen
dog bed, or had slep on pisant trail. About
this time wun Ov my lizards (scared an hurt,
L spose, by oil that rubin an scratchu en- slap
Pin) poked his head out atween the passon's
smut collar an his old brown neck. tuck a peep
at the circumstances, and lodged back again
Old Buiiin's speech now cum to him; his
eyes stickin out like two buckeyes flung agin
mud wall, an his Voice tremblin Ssz he
= Bretherin, take keer owe yersefs; the Sar-
pints hev got me 30 Sum owe the wimmip
fotch painter YELL and ramrod legged doc
tor wha. Sot near me, allowed il wur a clar
case of Delicious Tremendous and thot he
wur rite; for, IT trnr tremendous afore it was
dun with. OF went the claw-haInmer coat
and he flung 1t ahind him like he wur gwine
inter fte, (he had no jacket On) Mex he
fotch his shut over his he'd faster nur got
outen my pasted won, and he flung hit up in
the air like he didn't care darn if hit kept up
fureVer, but 1T lodged onto a black Jack l
seen one owe my lizards racin about over
the big old dirty lookin shut. skared like the
dew. Then he gin sort shake an
twist. and he come outen his brtches an he
tuck EN- by the bottom owe the legs and yung
en- round his head few times and tn, n
.foh ~
pulpit You could've hearn the smash quar-
ter owe mile Nigh onto about fifteen short
encd biskit, briled chicken with his legs
crossed, big dubil blsied knife, a slab owe
terbacker, pipe, sum copper ore speciments
heep OF br0kin glass. u cork. n sprinkil Owe
whisky, squt and three ave my lizzord few
permiskusly over that ar meetin' ground
osten the upper ind owe them big fiax britches
un one OF the smartest owe my blue Lizards
Int he'd fus. into the busson owe fat oman. as
big rs a skinned hoss; an nigh onto as ugIy
who sot thirty yards of a fannin' herself with
tuckey tail, and smart tn the last, hit COM
menced runnn down.
So she wur bound to faint an did il fust
rate; just flung her tucky tail up in the ar
rolled down the bill, tangled her legs an gar
ters In the top owe a huckleberry bush an
wur thar all safe, fair an quiet when left.
Now old Bullin had nothing left on him bat
a par OF hevy low quartered shoes short WOO
'H SN>nS; on eii tu keep on the
eramp, an his skare war a CROWN ON him fast.
He wur plum crazy, fur he jist spit in his ands
an leaped over the frunt of the pulpit rite in
ter the middle NV the plus part nv the kongre-
CATION, kerdif an sot in tn gitten away. He
run, or rether went in lumberin' galiop.
heavy, like an old wagon hoss skared at a loco
motive When he jumped bench he shook
the yearth an hissef To. Bonnets an fans
clared the way, an ke he'd a purfectIy far
track to the woods =
Well, he disappeared in the thicket, and owe
all the noises ye ever hearn it wur thar in a
cirkle Of two hundred feet ar tharabouts-sum
wimen screamin-they wus the .kery wuns
sum larfn-they wus the wicked wuns some
cryin-they was the fool wuns. (sorter owe the
Loyengood stripe y sum trying tn git away ur
hide thar faees-they was the modest ones
some lookin arter ole Builin-they wus the Gu
rious wuns; sum hangin' tu thar bows-thsy
wus the sweet wuns; sum on thar knees with
thar eyes shut, but thar faces turned the way
the old mudturkil was a runnin-they wus the