The dollar weekly bulletin. [volume] (Maysville, Ky.) 1862-1864, 1862-12-04

A RICH AND RACY SKETCH.

John Jackson was hard working man
Of twenty-three. Being the eldest child
and only son. be had always remained OF
home, assisting his father upon the FARM
John was much respected by every one in
the neighborhood, and many brighteyed
girl bad secretly thought that she would
like to be Mrs. jackson. But John was
no ladies man. The fact was, he was
bashful. He would rather hoe potatoes all
day than to undergo and introduction to
young lady. Not that John disliked the
dear creatures; far from it. We believe
that he, in common with all bashful and
well-meaning men, entertain the very high
est respect and admiration for them. And
this, no doubt, was the principal cause Of his
bashfulness. He felt that they were superior
beings, and that he was unworthy TO asso-
ciate with them upon terms of equality -
But we cannot stop to morralize.
Nancy Clark was the daughter Of a re-
spectacle farmer. whose land adioined the
Jackson farm. Nancy was pretty. saucy
little witch, and she liked John Jackson
When they were children they attended the
same school, and, as he was few years her
SENIOR. he was usually her champion in the
childish disputest that arose, and fer com
panion in coming and going. AT last, John
became so much of young man as to be
kept from school, as she had been in past
years. John discovered, too, that he was
growing out of shape. His feet and legs ap-
peared very awkward; he did not know
what to do with his hands; his face panied
him; and, taking all in all, he was inclined
to think that he was not more than half put
together.
As novelists say, it was lovely day in
August. The sun was clear, serene and
beautiful, the trees were loaded with gold
ed fruit. and the beautiful birds twit cred
songs on lovein the branches. Earth-Qhere
we've slid down to earth once more, such
lofty flights. they make our head dizzy.)-
We were prepared to say that 'they had
yielded bountiful harvest of grass, clover
and honeysuckles, which the noble yeoman-
of Chestevil,e had garnered within their
store-houses''-but upon a secoud though
have concluded to word it thus: The farm
ers CT Chesterville had done harvesting
John Jacksor's sister had quilting that
afternoon. His father had gone to 'Keith's
Mills to get some wheat ground, and left
j ohm to repair some tools, to be ready on the
morrow, to commence moving the meadow
grass. Suddenly ii occurred to John that if
he remained about the house that afternoon,
he would be called in at tea time, and re-
quired to do the honors Of the table. To
avoid this, he quietly shouldered his scythe
and stole away to the meadow, half mile
distant resolved that he would not leave
there until it was so dark he could not see
to NOW, so as to avoid seeing the girls.
The meadow was surrounded on all sides |
by q thick forrest, which effectually shut out /
what little breeze there might chance to be
stirring. The sun poured its rays as though .
the little meadow was the focus point where
the heat was concentrated. John moved
and sweat-sweat aud moved, until he was
obliged to sit down and cool off. Then it |
occurred to John, that if he took off his pants
he might be much more com Portable. There
could be no improperly in it, for he was en-
tirely concealed from observation.
So John stripped off, and with no cover
save his linen, commonly called shirt-he /
resumed his work. He was just coDgratu-
latiug himself upon the good time he had 4
CHANGED to disturb huge black snake,
genuine twister, with a white ring around /
his neck.
John was no coward but he was MORALLY
afraid of snake. Misrepresentation was
the first passage that flashed across his mind,
and legs take care Of the body was the next.
Dropping his scythe, and spinning around
like top, he was ready to strike two-forty
gait, when at that moment the snake was
enough to hook his crooked teeth into ohn's
shirt Just above the hem. With tremend-
Gus spring. he started off with the speed of
o locomotive. His first Jump took the snake
clear of the ground. and as he stole basty
glance over his shoulder, he was Mortified
to see the reptile securely fastened to the
extremity of his garm ent while the rap!dity
with which he rushed forward kept the SER
pebt extended at an angle of ninety degrees
with his body.
Hero was quandery. If he stopped, the
snake would coil about his body, and squeeze
him to death; if be continued the race, he
must fall from sheer exhaustion. On he
flew, scarcely daring to think how this
dreadful race was to end. Instinctively he
had taken the direction of home; a feeling
of security came over him. Suddenly flash
ed across his mind the true state Of affairs
his father sone-the quilting, and, worse
than all, the girlsi The next moment he
felt the body Of thesccld, clammy monster
In contact with his bare legs, his tail creep
Ing around them in a sort of cozening way,
as by the way of tickling John upon tn
knees.
This was too much for human endurance
With yell. such as man never uttered save
In mortal terror, poor John set forward at a
pleasure of seeing the snake resume his =
horizontal position, somewhat after the tail
of . comet.
On they flew. John forgot the quilting, i.
forgot the girls. forgot everything but the ,.
make. .
His active exercise, together with the ex-
:essive heat, had brought on the nose bleed, 8
md rs he ran, ears erect, and head thrown a
pack. his chin, throat AID sh irt- bosom were a
tanned with the flowing stream.
His first shrek had started the quilters, Fl
nd fourth they rushed. wondering if some fl
indian was not prowling about. By this p
imeJ Dan was within q few rods of the barn,
til! running at the top Of his speed, his head v
urned 80 that he miaht iesn one eve on the d