The Placer herald., 1858-06-19
From the Union and American.
Sut Lovengood at Sicily Burns Wedding
BY S--L-.. OF TENNESSEE.


tain slopes, and, on looking up to my left, I
saw "Sut" tearing along down steep point,
'heading me off," in long, Kangaroo like
lope, holding his flask high above his head,
and hat in hand He brought up near me,
still banteringly shaking the half-ful ticker
within an inch of my face, until the bead
rose to the corn-cob stopper "Whar We
gwine? take suck, hoss. This yere trucks
old. kotch hit misef hot this mornin frum
the still wurn. Nara durn'd bit of strike
nine in hit-I put that ar piece owe burnt
dried peach in mesef tn gin it culler-better
nor old Bullins plan; he puts tan ooze in
what he sells, an when that amt handy he
mixes a leetle owe the red warter outen a
pond below Lis barn, makes a powirful nat
ural cutler but don't help the taste any
Then he korrects that with red pepper. Hits
an orful mxtry, that ar hard she'll whisky
owe ole Buln's. He has pizened nj onto
three-quarters of the belevin par. NV his con-
gregashun with it, an luther quarters gwine
on the same road, eff his stil-house don't
burn down soon, ur he peg out hissef. Haint
he the durndest speciment Nv wakin barr
owe g-s We ever seed, eny how?
'Say, Georgey, dye see these here well
poles, what uses fur laigs' Well, passed
EN- by each other purity peart luther day.
put just wun out so, an then luther, say
nine feet beyant, an then KEEP doing it. I'll
just gin ye leave tn 90 tu the devil half gam
mo, eff | didn't make fewer tracks tn the
mile, and more tn the mint, than were ever
made by any human manbody, without the
help owe a boss, since Bark Wilson beat the
saw-log from the top owe the Frog Mountain
inter Ocoee ruver and dove and lodged hit
at last. Every thing what talks and cries,
hes pint Of sum sort, Ole Bullin's pint, is
a burned, fust rate three-bladed, doubled
barreIed, warter proof hypokricy, an a un-
quinchibel appetite fur bald face. Sicily
Burns pint is thru her feeters, an ways to
drive menfoks crazy. She gins them fever,
jist es sartin es week at New Orleans in
August wud. Durn her, she's down on her
heels now, and walks flat-footed at that
Dads pint, an hits the only pint hes cot, is
tu lie the kirg owe all durn'd fools, sence the
days owe that feller the bibl reads about.
what housed so much corn in Egypt, and
lost his coat by running outen it. Hit tells
US who wus the strongest man, an who was
the meekist man, an who wus the best man,
but leves We to guess who was the biggest
fool, an eff thar's bull niger in Tennessee,
what cudent tell the fust pop arter hearin it
red, | wudent gin fifty cents fur him sartin.
lie hesent sence enutf to run inter the house,
eff it were raining ded cats that's all. My
pint is in beaten eny body suckin in big
skeer, an then in beatin eny body's ur skared
dog running outen it agin. l used tn think
my pint wur like dads onmixed FOOL but
when he acted hoss, gin in. Maybe when
| gifts his sperience, an EN- as old, kin mock
the hons often him, and be king fool misef
on his pint. But its nifty onsartin. He has
never been beaten yet, by eny thing that cud
talk Now eff feller knows what his pint
is, be ken get along, alters purvidin he don't
swar away his liberty tn a temperance socie
ty, ur live tn fur trum a still -hous, an tn nj
church ur a Jail. Them's my sentiments,
an I'll gin ye anuther owe them: Men folks
were made jist tn drink, eat, an fur stayin
awake in the yearly part owe mites; an the
wimin tn cook the vittls, mix the liquor, an
That's hit, an nuthing more, onless hits fur
the wimin tu raise the devil atween meals, an
the men tu play short kerds atween drains,
swap bosses with fools, an ite fur exercise at
odd spells. Yer don't understand life, George
yet.
"But about my swappn these yere laigs
so fast; he'd got about fox squirril skin
full owe billed corn uice onder my shut, an
wur aimin fur Bill Kar's on foot, an when
got in site owe ole Burns seed nj onto fifty
bosses an mules hiched onto his fence 1t
wur Siciy's weddin She married Clapshaw,
the surkit rider: the same fellow he's faith
gin out when he met me maxim soda. Now,
I'll tell yu two things no body ever seed
wun is ded mule-I mean mule what jist
died far, without eny help; an tother is a
sukit riders grave. Gaze why, the he mules
all turn inter strong minded winen, an then
thew dies like any other human. An the
sukit riders, them what marrys money, turns
it, but gifts bit, turns inter politicians, and
then they dies like humans too. I'll tell yu
an uther thing about the varmints; they eat
chickens roun' the sukit till they skares up a
rich gall, and ef ever one owe EN- lowers his
sites onto gall, why she is gall no longer,
!. no more nor he stays sukt rider. They
list bich hosses, an goodbye gall, goodbye
old sedge field, pine thcket, sukit, an look
out for a team owe shuttail children, pale
oman, sharp boss tradin, and staying at home
: on kollection Sundays. Now ole Burns had
! big black and white bull, with ring in
: his nose an the rope tied up round his horns
: They rid him tn mill and sich like with a
i saddil made of dogwood forks an clap-boards
Q and kvered with ole carpit, rope grth and
# stirrup eathers with loop fur the foot
r Ole Sock, es they called him, he'd jist 60,
# back from mill, an wur turned inter the yard
S saddi an all, tn pick grass wur slurgir
n roun too, outside the house, fur they haden
S axed me in when they set down tu eat
e Sock nosed roun till he foun a big baski
If what hilt little shattered corn, an he put il
r his head to get it. slipped up and jerkec
" the handi over his hons. Now, Georgey