Evansville daily journal. (Evansville, Ind.) 1863-1866, 1865-11-30
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EVANSVILLE, IND.
KoTCH ON DIE JURY.


There once lived man-andI'll not tell his name
Who lived in the country with Polly his dame;
He was fond of indulging too freely at timHs,
For several days he vouli frOIic and spree
Away at the tavern, ga -takin' % tea -
But Polly at home uneasy the whiles
Though she knew that the town was not more
She knas- that II ever he tasted drap,"
! Ne soon would be fixed of for taking q nap,
fnen he'd trade round and "swop," and always
Though be never could " man up Z" the courage to
quit,
A week nearly spent, then homeward he'd start,
with his eyes looking red, and pain at his heart;
But when Polly would meet him, he'd say with
cough,
But Autumn came round, and he gathered his
corn
All up IN heap, and he wanted " horn;"
And little wouldn't do, for the neighbors around
Would shuck s'nary ear, )" unless they were found.
Their fathers declared that to drink It was right
On oecasions like that, Of q corn -shucking night;
when cold,
Twas good for the children, Z would strengthen
the DID,"
The old man bad swiggsd It since hrst he was wed.
And had speat nearly all, but the old negro, Ned
A faithful old servant he always had been
Though sometimes like 81 massa," was tempted TO
He teld Uncle Ned to saddle up Tug"
The old sorrel mule. and take the big jug,
And go to that tavern where OFT he had been,
Aod bring home a gallon of No. gin;
And If you can ind It. now just understand,
You must bring home gallon Of Tennessee brand.
But Ned was afflicted with massa's disease,
ARd, thought he, "I'll drink nov As much a.
please;
I'll see If Il . good and its flavor I'll test,
To prove IN not cheated in buying the best"
But Neddy p. tas ing and guzzling down,
Till ode wurl an de trees war all turnin'
aroun',''
Then he thought to himself that twas time to be
cool,
So he let go all hold, and dropped Of his mule.
BE quickly looked 'roHnd him, in search Of place
To bide, for the turnpike had dirtied his tacs;
Behind some thick bushes he endeavored to creep,
To take short nap before going to sleep.
The night had set In, and twas cloudy and dark,
And TO strike up FIRE he hadn't a spark;
SO he rested in silence-he knew not the way
ne 90 through the woods TIL the light o. the dsy
light,
And he swcre snow, by lingo, there's sumfn not
right"
His mule had absconded and left him alone,
but the worst Of IL all wes-hIs liquor was gone.
he felt then 30 scared for what he lad done,
That " foot. back > he started, and homewArd he |
run;
And when he arrived there his breakfast was DER,
So be slipped around silly 70 find the back door;
And be thought to himself he'd enjoy the fun
OF tellF "a yarn" as old massa had done.
His master then entered tse kitchen aud cried.
" just look g. here, Ned, am good for your hide
You black rascal, tell me where you have bten
Since sent you to town for the gallon Of gin 2"
"Jist hole ON a minitI'' now cried Uncle Ned
AS be stood there thinking and scratching his
head,
" De fac is, ole massa, tell you de troof,
IL dy the mex mint here uuder dis roof
To buy you tome sper!fs went to de town,
And when got dor i war steppin' aroun,'
And dc fns thing node war up in de Ion,
Dun c0teh the Jury, an e0Hlda't get oEF''