The Placer herald., 1858-01-23
Sut Lovengood's Lizards.
BY s. l., OF TENN.
SS-EIT DULLER REWARD,

Tlis cash will be paid in korn or produce
tn be collected at ur aboute next kampmetin
by enc wun weat ketchis him, for the cacus
owe wun Sutty Lovengood ded ur alive an
safely gin over tn the car owe Passon John
Buiin at Squire mack Junkins fur a raisin
owe the devil permiscuously, discumfurtin
the wimen powerful an skarin owe folks
gineraly at the ratil snaix springs big meetin',
signed by me
attested IT, by JoHN BuLL1N the Passon.
Jehu Wethoron.
| found written copies CT the above highly
ineligible and vindictve proclamation stuck
up on every blacksmith shop, doggery and
store door in the Frog Mountain range. Its
boodthirsty, vindictive spirit, its style, and,
above all, its chrography, interested me to
the extent Of stealing one from tree for
preservation.
In a few days found Sut in good crowd
in front of Capehart's small doggery, and
as he proved to be about ''in tune" read it
to him. "Yes, George, that ar dockyment
am in yearnest, sartin. They dus want me
powerful bad, but spect cit dul!ers wont
fetch me. I'll 60 myself fur fifty, planked
down, eff yo'll 60 long and see me hev JUS
tice. Lite, lite, old fcller, an let that roam
owe yourn blow a little, and I'll splain this
cussed affair What hes ruinated my karacter
as a Plus pusson in the sciely about here.
Ye see. | went to last years big meetin at
Ratil Snaix Springs, an wer sttn in a nice
shady place conversin with frien in the
huckll berry thicket, when the fust thing |
know'd | woke from trance, what I'd been
knocked inter by four year cd hickory
stick in the ham of ole Passon Buliu, durn
his alligator lookin hide! an he wur standin
stradde owe me, foamn at the mouth
an preachin tn me al out sartin sins an my
wickedness gineralIy. My poor fren wur
gone, an l was glad owe it, fur thot he ment
tn kill me with his club eff he failed tn preach
me tu death, an didn't want her tu see me
die.
"Who was the friend you speak of, Sut?"
Nun We YOUR s-n.i-s-durn your
little ankshus picter. But rll tell We one
thing, George; that mite neibor gall got an
orful confounded stroppin fium her nam
with the stirrup ether over saddil, an old
Passon Bulin had ct supper thar that mite;
and that's wus nur all, she cooked it fur i'm
an begged him trimblin and cryin not tn
tell on her, the durne, internal hperkritkal,
pot-belied, whiskey-wasting, old ground hog;
but paid i'm fur it all, eff haint will. l
mean tn keep payin owe i'm all the time.
Well, at mex big meetin at Ratl Snax, wur
on han, as solemn as hat kerier at collec.
ton time, fur had promised the old hog to
cum an be convarted, jist to keep him from
KILN me. l tuck seat on the steps owe
the pulpit, to prove l wur in yearnest. Their
ives monstrous crowd in the grove, an ole
Bullin wus preachin tu EN- at an orful rate
how the He'll Sarpints wud serve EN- if they
didn't repent-how they'd crawl over them,
rap thar tails roun thar necks, poke thar
tongues into thar eyes and blow into thar
years; and ef it wur an oman, how they'd
guile in her bussum, an try to crawl down
under her trock-string. An he had EN- hot,
hollerin, and scared; the fac is, the thing was
workin powerful Now I'd kotch five big
grey pot-bellied Lizards, and he'd EN- in a
little narrer bag, what | made purse-thar
tails all at the bottom, and packed as tite as
a bundle owe sticks
So while he wur a rarin onto his tip.toes,
onbenowenst tu any body, | ontied my poke
an put the mouth up under his britches leg
and gin their legs squeese an shake
when they all tuck up his bar leg, making
owe Mise sorter like squirrills climbin a
shell bark hickory. He stopped preachin an
looked for moment like he wur listnin
fur sunthing. sorter like an ole SOW dus when
she hears you whistle for the dogs. give
big groan, an hilt my he'd atween my
knees. Then he commenced slapin ove
his self whar ye cut the steak outen beef
then he'd fetch a rub whar hosses tai
sprouts, then he'd stomp, then run his han
atween his waisbun an his shut, and reach
down an roun mitly with it-then he spread
his big legs and give his back good shakn
sort owe rub again the pulpin sorter like &
hog scratches agin stump; leaning to hi
work powerful, ard squirming ginerally ri
he'd jst cum outen dog bed, or he'd sep on I
pisant trail. About this time wun owe my