The North-Carolinian., 1858-08-14
NORTH CAROLINIAN.s
FL YETTETHL N. C..

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FAYETTETILLE, N. c..
From the Nashfflie Union and American.
Sut Lovengood's Chest Story
BY 81, of TENN.
told you, George, that Sicily an he,
hoss, old Clapshaw, wasn't az wine ter pull
well in tne S me yoke, as soon as | seed
the orful MIST rtunate start they got. Nc
man and woman could ever get as clost as
man and wife should, arter such a h-Io Owe
fuss and hurtin as tuck place at ole Busni
that day.
Theyse all got spite at me yet about
fur hit. s.Old Sock. orter be made beef
pnten. he did hit ell; and yet the cussed focle
burned haslet cut outen him; ana~171I do q
for him if | ketches him, for gittin me inter
troubi, arter he did all the devilment, while
has = bar the blame. Now, amt hit hard
that bling a material born id fool, as l
owns lis, has to bar the blame of the doins
of an infunnel stumry horn'd, curly. faced
hole foil bull; and that, too, OF ter I'd dun
him Kindness, putin the baskit handil over
his htns, so he could eat the corn while he
war travelin, for l swar they'd mauled
IIlID hOOu CA uuVJ uIu hOCCH ul1l d cdtlA w =
hit. He's an ungreatful beast, and III du
him wus than the bees an ole Mills-bull did
I'll kheel-barrer him into Eternity, an ole
Buns to, mind eff don't.
Es for Sicily, eff haint even with her, you
msy jist nail my tonge to a tree, an then
sheer me till reels my whole carcass into
a mile of tung, and thar'H be nothin left
hit my bones on tn the toe nails, and per-
ka hun Of Ia nd Milo of
and har at the ee.d Of hit. She don't owe
me muffin now, an I'll tell you how I paid
up. 1t wur about laying by corn tim tim,
when she marri ed that hard face, mean listed
old cuss. AT next aig-nog time, be gan to
see that he wernt her affinity es school
teaching oman called hit, when she wanted
to circumvent me rs tn git her wood cut and
her mar cried. George, did you ever have
a strong minded woman git arter you-a
real he oman?'-sNo.' well, if ever one
dus, jist YOU fite her like she wore whiskers
or run like hi; ef you don't eff she don't turn
you inter a kidney wormd hog what cant
raise his bristles in less nor a month, you
er more or less owe man than takes you
to be. Owe all the varmints ever seed Ise
feerdest of them. They haint human; theyse
an ekal mixtry owe studhoss, black snaks,
goose, peacock, britches-an id raski].
They wants to be man; and as they cant
they fixes up thar case by being devils.
axe =sessa S-~... :, 49, sssSz !
tact with a comit or a coal-porter than one
owe EN- eny time. They'll undermine your
constitution.
" ell, matters rocked along, all hands
doin es they pleased, and [ watchin owe
EN- for | wur arter revenge-ontil about
the hosses begin to squeal an turkeys to COB
BILE, l discovered her affinity .'---She wur
an oppersishun line to the ole chick
en- eater, in cahoot with a man powfull with
pills and squts-Doctor Gus Fabin--an they
wur maxim fast time, all connections, and
the male wur kerried pufectly fust rate.
But don't much wonder; she never did feel
warm to ole Clapshav; h was the suckit
riders charm whot foch her again her will.
George, youse got heap to larn yit.-There
am three vartints what can charm wimmin
an birds---the suckit rider, the cat, and black
snake They kin du it, an none owe EN-
ever misses a change. Eff had a pet mock
inbird and darter, Ill make war on all
cats and sucAit riders--I'd fill the buryin
eroun with wun, and the big sink hole with
the luther; an I'd hev a barrel full owe hyme
books an claws as medels Of my skill in clost
shootin. | seed loaded shot gun once lyin
broadcast onto the counter, owe Cougdon's
store, there war a cat washin owe her face a
top owe a hat box, an a suckit rider wur a
tryin to git Cogdon tu gin sumethin to pay
for sover-co ats for the plus Sepoys,' at luther
eend owe the room; and durnd eft it didn't
cock hitseH, and then zwiing round like the
needle owe a cumpus, fust towards and wun
and then luther, | dunno how often, an at
last went off---killed the ca. es ded as be
id, an luther barrel tore off four square
yards owe the suckit riders coat tail. He
ris tu the ceiling and lit a runnin. Thar's
an instink in shot guns about this thing sar-
tin; for you never see sucket rider With
wun in his hand. nor a cat what loved the
SIN, IL of gunpowder.
Well; arter larnt what road they run thar
line over, and all the pints owe the case, |
went tn wurk to gin both skeea. and him
d little hurtn. Doctor Gus Fabin wer wun
owe EN-; the boys call'd him Gut Fatty for
short, an he call'd EN- ''imperdent, onedica-
ted id jackasses' fur long: He wnr jist
four feet fourteen inches long, an wer taller
a lyin down than when he wus standing up.
His eyes were like onto two huckelberries es
tu color and size, stuck deep inter big ball
of red putty. Ef fhe'd been killed and billed
in a ahogshead of lye. he'd a made soap enough
to washed away the sins owe whole know
nothing Congressional district---Congress-
man, lawyers, wimmen an all: He dressed
himself to kill, and rid monsous big black