Meigs County telegraph. [volume] (Pomeroy [Ohio]) 1848-1859, 1859-10-04
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EAiver Up Stranger, tall the Gals
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There is a spot in The south western
part of Arkansas, known as ."liery Fork
of Honey Run'---a delicious locality, no
doubt, rs the run of 'honey"is. of course,
accompanied by corresponding ilow of
milk" mixture Of milk and honey, or
at any rate, honey and "peach" is the evil
dence of sublunary contentmeut in every
place where they have preaching!
"Honey Run" is further chrstianized
by the presence ofap extremely hospita-.
BILE family, whose msnsion comprising one
apartmellt-4-neither. more nor lrss--issre-
nowned for being pever shut againss the
traveller, and SO our friend found it during
the chill morning air, at the expense ola
nhisshouller, its numerous
unaffected cracks and spaces clearly show
ing that dropping the latch was formal,y.
The venerable host and hostess, in their
own apartment, usually enjoy the society
of two sons, two daughters, sundry dogs
and niggers, aud as m my dodgers AS may
deem it prudent to risk the somewhat
equivocal allotment Of sleeping partners.
On the night in question, our friend, after
a hearty supper of ham ahI eggs, and a
canvas of the Fiery Forkers- the old lady
having pointed out his .bed---felt very
warm, and only looked for an opportunity
to "turn in," sh,ugh the mosquitoes were
trumpetlng all sorts of wrath and nothing
appeared to bar them. The dogs flung
themselves along the floor, or again rose
restlessly, and sought the doorstep; the
niggers stuck their feet into the yet warm
ashes; the old man stripped unscn,pu-
lously, and sought his share Of the one
collapsed looking pillow, and the sons
cavalieily followed his example, leaving
the old woman, girls and stranger to set
lie any question Of delicacy that nsight
arise. # ~ sDa uH s .y a-!
The candidate yawned, looked at his,
bed, went tot the door, looked at the daugh-.
ters; finally in right down rscklessness,
seated himself upon "the downey," and
pulled off his coat. Well, he pulled off
his coat, and then he called the old la!y's
attention to the fact that it would never do
to sleep in his muddy trowsers; and then
he undid his We t, and then he whistled
again, and then suddenly an idea Of her
lodger's possible embarrassment seemed
to flash upon the old woman, and she cried:
Goals, jist turn your backs around till
the stranger gifts into bed"
The backs were turned, and the stran-,
ger did get into bed In .sless than no time, +"
when the hostess again spoke: i
!" Reckon. stranger. as you amt used TO
fus, you had better kiver up, till the gals
undress, hadn't you?' '.''-'- .'... -'-''. 49,
By this time our friends sleepy fl some-
how, was over, and though he did "kiyer
up" as desired, somehow or other the old
counte:pane was equally kind in hiding
his blushes and favoring his sly glances.
The nymphs soon slowed away, for there
were neither bustles to unhltch, nor cor
sets to unlace, when their mamma, evil
dently anxious not to smother her guest,
considerably relieved him, by saying:
"You can unkiver. now, stranger I'm
married folks, and you amt aleard of me,
| reckon!'
The stranger happened to be married
folks" himself; he unkivered and turned
his back with true connubial Indifference
as far as the ancient lady was concerned;
but with regard to the gals" he declared
that his balfraised curiosity inspired the
mos! tormenting dreams Of mermaids that
ever he experienced.