Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1860-02-16
A. sNAKE.BIT FRESHMAN.
CHARLESTON, 8. C.


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"A SNAKE-BIT FRESHMAN.
A correspondent Of the New York Spirit
ofhe Times gives can original Tennessee
Hunting Incident" that "will pass" A
jolly party of sportsmen, made up of vete-
ran hunters, rife for sport and full of fun,
were enjoying themselves for few weeks
in the mountains of Morgan county, Ten
nessee. A huge, rawboned, loquacious
1rishman, unlimited, quartered himself in
their camp, and in addition to being nui-
sance when awake, snored so terri6cally
when asleep as to drive 'tired natures
sweet restorer' from others. Pat was a.
fraid of snakes generally, and 'ould snakes
in particular, and the awful yarns he heard
in the hunters camp walked snakes in eve
ry hair on the Irishman's head After list
tening to feao yarns on the much dread
ed snake subject one evening, this fresh son
Of the sod, prepared to turn in, literally
crawling all over. Counting his beads and
and the chances of being 'snake-bit' before
day, and stucking in his blanket and wish
ing sthe sowls of all snakes in these parts in
purtickuler,' in country where, to say the
least, they would stand but slim chance
for indulging in their natural torpidity, he
fell asleep. The correspondent proceeds:
And now the storm began. His snor-
ing grew fast and furious, loud and long;
occasionally sort Of half snort, half gruut,
terminated with snakes by jabers, blast
their sowls!' ugh! ugh! then there
came the variation or chorus in the shape of
grind of his teeth that threatened to drive
them through his jaw or crush them to
powder; by way Of variety he would hold
his breath few seconds and then snere a.
gain, and such snoring my stars, that |
oould spell it! 1t was sort Of cross be-
tween the breathing of an asthmatic ele-
phant and the braying of a superauuted
donkey, whose will lasted longer than his
wind. Well, it thus continued with the
regularity of the whip-poor Wills cry, until,
say half an hour before day break, when
J. NJ. W. Jim W. we'll say,) whose stock
of patience had long ago evaporated, un-
rolled himself from his blanket, saying in
his usual quiet way. Umph 'Ill stop that
internal concert or start the maker of it, see
if don't ! Umph he then awoke Jim
4. and the Judge, when plot was laid
and thus carried into execution.
W. got his hunting knife and going to
where the offal of large deer had been
thrown, he cut off about seven feet of gut,
and securing the ends with twine to retain
the contents, be tied one end of it tight aud
fast to corner of Paddy's shirt tail that
had wandered through 'rint' in the seat
of his breeches, coiling it all up smooth by
his side, snake-like and true. All things
thus arranged, the conspirators laid down
again, and at the conclusion of one of the
stage-horn snores with the snake sowls'
variation, Jim A. roared out at the top of
his voice sHu acee! Hu ,cec! A big
copper.headed black rattle-snake, eleven
feet long, has crawled up my breeches and
is tying himselfin double bow-knot round
my body" giving the Irishman, with every
word, furious dig in the side with his ell
bow, with running accompaniment of his
shins with his heel. Of course, this hurt
ing awoke him quick and wide; in his first
movements he laid his hand on the nice
cold coil of gut at bis side. Kissing
sMurthcr' from between his clenched teeth,
he made bound, that carried him some
ten feet clear of the camp, and with a force
that Strengthened out the coil and made the
snakes tail crack like cart whip! Cast
ing one wild blazing look behind. he tore
off with the rapidity of lightning around the
camp in circle of some forty feet across,
and at every bound shouting, or rather yel-
ling, sSaze i'm SAFE i'm b. the tail Och
%howly Vargip, stop i'm Och St. Pathrick !.
tare i'm till jablets A wha! A wha !!
Bate i'm to smitereeus wild gun, can't
yees! He's got me fast howled, och, he
has, by Jabers !. an he's mendin' has houh,
a wha Howly Father, he's got a sharp
hook on is tail . Och, muEther, he's forty
fut long, On making this last circuit he
ranthrougha part Of the smoulderiug camp
fire, aud the twiue at the aft end of the
gut caught fire; this brought new terror,
and added strong inducement for him to
put on more steam and increases his gait !;
round and round he went Hes frey
sarpint Och, murtber Howly Virgin he
carries light to see how 10 bite by! Och,
help! I'm swallowed Dumping along) in
tirely all but my head Hes saxty fate
long, if he's fat &! Thread on his bloody,
frey tale, will yees? Try to save me"-
Then, as if inspired with new life and hope,
he roared ont, shoot i'm shoot 'im ! Ju'
don't shoot at his head! Shoot shoot"
Now there was picture! There stood
the Judge hugging a sappliDg with both
arms and one leg, his head thrown back,
emitting scream after scream here lay Jim
W. on his back, with feet against tree,
his arms elevated like child's when he
wants you to help him up, and it was scream.
for scream with Jim. All sounds, at all
like ordinary laughter, had ceased, and the
notes would bave rendered immortal the