The North-Carolinian. [volume] (Fayetteville [N.C.]) 1839-1861, 1858-02-06
NORTH CAROLINIAN.
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sut Lovengoods Daddy Acting Hosa

Hold that ere hoss down to the yearth'
''He's spreading his sail-fy now.''
"keep him whar he is.''
These and like expressions were addressed
to queer, looking, long legged, short-boil-
ed, white-haired, hog-eyed, funny sort of
a genius, fresh from some secondhand cloth
ing store, and mounted on s'Tarpole," a
nie-tailed, long, poor horse, and enveloped
al over In perfect net work of bride reins
scappers, martingales, straps, circinglesand
nod ferreting, who had rained up in1Yront
Eat Nack's grocery, among a crowdEof K1Td
mountaineers, full of fight and bad whiskey.
81 say, you darned ash cats, jist keep
your shirts on, will you? You never seed
a raal hose till rid up. Tarpole is next to
the best horse that ever shelled nubbins,
and he's dead as a still worm, poor old
Tickey TAIL
''What killed him, Sut?'' said an anxious
inquirer.
'sWhy, nothin you tarnation fool, he :jist
died, standing up at that. Warn't that
good pluck? Froze stiff; no. not adzactly,
but starved fust and then frozed afterwards,
so stiff that when dad and pushed him
over, he .ist struck out (spreading his
arms and legs) like a carpenters bench, and
we waited seventeen days for him to thaw,
afore we could skin him. Well thar was
dad and me, Counting his fngers) dad and
me, Sal an Jake we used to call him Tor
Shorthand Phi2eas, an Simeon, an Jonas,
an Charlotean, an Cullina, an Cashus Hen
ry Clay, an Noah Dan, an Cathrine second,
an Cleopatry Antany, an Jane Lind, and
Tom Bullion, the baby an the prospect, and
marm herself, all left WITHOUT any hoss to
crop with. That was a nice mess for a spea-
table family to be slashed about in, warn't
"a Il T E., ~
boss, sometimes. Well, we waited and res
ted, and waited until well onto straw berry
time hoping some stray horse mout come
along, but dog my cats, eff any sich luck las
that ever comes whar dad is, he's so drot-
ted mean, an laxy, an savage, an ugly, an
tryin.
Well, one night, dad he lay awake all
mite, a snorin' rollin', an a whisperin'
| at marin; next mornin says he:
! @'Sut, I'll tell you what We'll do; I'll be
hoss myself, an pull the plow while you
! drive me, and we'll break up. corn ground
and then the old quilt chats marm) and the
brats kin plant or let alone, jjist as they
please"
SO out we goes to the papaw, an peeled &
right smart chance of bark, and marin anc
me made gears for dad, and they become
him NIGHTLY, then he would have bridle-
SO | gifts an old umbrella what found-it's
little piece iron, sorter like onto pitch
fork, ye know-and we bent an twisted sor-
ter into a bride bit, snail shape, dad wan
ted it curb, as he hadn't worked for some
time, and must sorter feel his oats, and 60
to cavortin.) Well when we got that bri-
die all fixed on dad, he chomped his bit like
a real hoss, Che always was most compli-
Gated old fool, enyhow, marin alters said
81 L. -. T IL
gears, an out dad an | goes to the field, | a
leadin' dad by the bride, and totin' the
gopher plow on my back.
"When we come to the fence, let down
a Gap; that made dad mad; he wanted tc
Jump the fence on all fours, hoss way.
: hitched him into the gopher, and way he
went, dad leanin' for'ard to his pullin' righ
peart; and we made sharp plowin,' dad goil
right over the bushes an sprouts same as ;
raal hoss, the only difference is he went o,
two leg. Presently we come to a sassafra
: patch, and dad to act up his character
+ boss, bulged squar inter it, and tore dow
t a hornets nest nigh as big, a hoss' hea'
and all the bribe kivered, him rite strate
il He rared and kicked once or twice, an
fotched squeal wus nor airy horse in tn
deestrict and sot into runnin way jist a
natural as ever you seed.
81 let go the plow and hollered woa, da
;: woa, but We mout as we'll said woa to l.
r. comotiye, Jewhillikins! how he run. Whe
y he come to bush he'd clear it, gopher al
ei lo all: pr'aps he thot there mout be anoth
settlement of bald hornets in it, and that
id wus safer to 90 over than thru, an quick
sa at DIM. Every now and then he'd paw OF
c side of his head with fust one fore leg al
then tother; then he'd gin himself an ope
handed slap, that sounded like wagon VIII
and runnin' all the time and carryin' tn
: gopher jist about as fast and high from
i yearth as ever gopher was carried, sw;
When he cum to the fence he busted r
thru it, tarin' nigh into seven pannels, SC;
term and breakin the rails nightly;
sf, sre here he left the gopher gears, swingletr'
uld and klevis, all mixed up, not wuth du
hat most of his shirt struck to the broken end
,Ir ,tly a splintered rail, and nigh unto pint
hornets staid with the Shirt stiugin' it
e;nt ent over-the balance on 'em, bout gallon {
all a half, KEEP on with dad. He seemed to
evi- list adsactly as fast as hornet could fly,
it wus the tightest race ever did see: dc
. thru the grass they all went, the horl
sorter maxim it look like smoke all aro
nds dads head and hewith nothin on but
3 to bride, and nigh onto yard o plow
be sailin behind him, / seed he was aimin
: to the swimmin hole in the creek, whar