Sugar planter. [volume] (West Baton Rouge [i.e. Port Allen, West Baton Rouge Parish, La.]) 1856-1925, 1867-09-21
A PIONEER.

A letter from Hermosillo, c. T., to the
Philadelphia Press, describes a characte'
ristic son of that region as follows:
In company with Lieut.. Hanay and
Capt. Stuart l rode to the bottom, where
we saw a stove sticking above a pile OF
badly arranged logs that had taken. as
if by chance, a shanty shape. On check
ing our horses before the opening to this
curious structure we saw sitting on the
door steps a man about forty years old,
with long light colored hair, and reddish
beard that had something of a sort of
John Brown look about it. His eyes
were grey and rather soft, while bis
mouth was working with a motion sup
posed to be peculiar to persons eating
hot mush ; in truth, the fellow was tax
ing his energies to retain and masticate
an enormous quid Of tobacco, which seem.
ed to be q great producer Of saffron colored
saliva. He was b~areheaded and barefoot
ed, and on our approach he stood up to
bis full six feet. He looked, as he stretch
ed himself, as if he could draw himself
out to twice that length like q sliding tel
escope, but he was too lazy to do so.-
he had on q shirt and a pair of ragged
pants, and no doubt be felt those articles
of dress to be very cumbersome, wearing
them merely to show his respect for
society.
"How do you do, sir" asked one Of
our party ; shave you got any milk =
mary drop; I'm getting on bully"
came the reply.
"Got any water in the house p
mo, sir, but l kin get some. Phil !
Phil !"
After he had called Phil" several
times, we heard a noise 10 the cabin, and
in q few minutes a huge, dirty, overgrown
boy Of nineteen made his appearace, rub
bling his eyes and yawniog-(it was two
o'clock P. NJ.
Phil started for the water, and the
rancho man turned to Stuart, and giving
bis waistband a sailor.like hitch, asked:
"Whar mout yeh a got that %critter,
and how much did yeh guy fer EN- I"
Stuart told him the place and price.
"Now, see heah, stranger, yeh've bin
fooled the ~dogondest! That strate crit
ter amt worth no SIGH money. I'll give
yeb a boss worth four of him for lis half
that money, and I'll take that wild brute in
part payment. Yeh see l haint bin long
in this country, but l knows bosses. Ny
wife kin break a critter as we'll as | kin
but / wouldn't let Moll ride that boss
no how"
Stuart assured him he was satisfied
with his horse and would run all risks
"Wall. it yer bound on a destroying of
yerself, why go in-but | kin say i warn.
ed ye."
saw him eying my horse, so I asked
him what be thought of him.
wall, stranger" he replied, "yeh've
got a good critter +; a very fine Glitter. l
remember as wells yesterday when Sam
Pearson stole that ar boss from a Com
anche Chief. Let me see. Here he
scratched his head. Yes its nigh onto
twenty two year ago. He was a bully
buffalo animile then"
l could not help laughing at lis story.
He noticed it, and went into a lengthy
genealogy Of the " critter," ending with
a full description of the man l purchased
the horse Of. My companions laughed,
and the ~ranchman continued
CHOW, mister, I've got a pony young
enough to be that ar animile's grandorter.
You kin have her for that boss an a Rem
ingtonepistol.
l did not feel like trading. After get
ting a drink we mounted our horses TO
start, when the Panchman shouted out {:
"Whar did yeh come from p
One Of the party answered
From the East y 4
"Dogoned if Ididn't reckon so-seein'|
bow yer got on yeh critters"
We noticed as we rode off. that this
man was cutting a raca (ditch) to irri
gate some bottom land. He will get the
thing started-then leave for q point fur
Their west, when energy and capital will
complete and elevate the work begun by
the pioneer.
TICKLE DE PARsoN,"-An old Dutch
farmer had a handsome daughter named
who lately Joined the Method;st