The Anderson intelligencer. [volume] (Anderson Court House, S.C.) 1860-1914, 1867-04-24
The Arkansas Traveller.

GUS story again-so we give it "a place.
A lost and bewildered Arkansas trave-
ler approaching the cabin of 3 squattcr,
about forty years ago, discovered the pro.
prietor seated on an old whiskey barrel
near the door, partly sheltered by the
caves, playing a jfiddze, when the following
dialogue onsued-the squatter still con-
tinung to play the same part over:
Traveler---Halloo, strangers
Squatter-Hello yourself.
T-Can I get to stay all night with
you?
s-You kin git to go to HI
T-Have you any spirits hero?
S-Lot's of 'cm. Sal saw one last night
by that thar ole holler gum and it nearly
skcercd her to death.
T-You mistake my meaning-have
you any liquor?
S-Had some yesterday, but Ole Bose
he got in and Tapped all wv it out'n the
pot.
pot liquor I'm wet and cold, and want
some whiskey. Have you got any
s-oh, yes-I drank the last this morn
Tim hungry /; havn't had a thing
since morning. Can't you give me some
thing to eat?
SSHain,t id thing in the house.
Not % mouthfulro Of meat, or q dust OF
meal bere
T T-Well, cant you give my horse some
thing?
Scot; nothin' to feed him Oh.
T T-How far is it to the next house !?
S-Stranger, don't know. Iven never
T-Well, do you know who lives here ?
T-As I'm SO bold then, what might
your name be?
Sit might be Dick, and it might be
Tom but it lacks a d--d sight Of it.
T--Sir? will you tell me where this
road goes to2
SITS mover been anywhar since I've
lived here; its always thar when I git up
| in the morntl.
T-Well how far is it to where it forks
Sit don't fork at all, but it splits up
like the ID.
T-As I'm not likely to get to any 9th
er house tonight, can't you let me sleep
in yours, and I'll tie my horse to q tree,
and do without anything to eat or drink?
S-My, house leaks;: thar's only one
dry spot in it, and Sal sleeps on it. And
that thar tree is the ole woman's persm-
mon; you can't tie to it, 'cose she don't
want um shull Off She lows to make
beer out'n um.
T-Why don't you finish covering your
house and stop the leaks?
SITS been raining all day.
T-WelI. why don't You do it in dry
weather?
Sit don't leak thon.
T-As there seems to be nothing alive
about your place but children, how do
you do, anyhow |?
s-Putsy well, thank you, how dye
do yourself?
I'll mean what do you do for living
here
s-Keep tavern and sell whisky.
T-Well, told you [ wanted some
whisky.
s-Stranger, bought bar'l morn a
week ago. You see me and Sail went
shars. Artcr we got it here we only had
drink betwcenst US, and Sail, she didn't
want to use hern fust, nor me mine. You
see, had a spiggin in one eend, and she
in tother. So she takes drink out'n my
eend, and pays me the BIT Tor it; then I'd
take one out'n hern, and give her the bit.
Well, we's getting along fnst rate, till
Dick. id skulking skunk, he bourn a
hole on the bottom to suck at, and the
next time went to buy q drink, they
wurnt mono thar.
Tim sorry your whislsy's all gone;
but, my. friend, why. don't you play the
balance of that tune?
Sits got no balance to it.
I'll mean you don't play the whole Of
it.
S-stranger, can you play the fdul
T-Yes, a little sometimes.
S-Tou don't look like a-fiddlur, but ef
you thinl you can play any moro onto
that thar chune, you kin just git down
and try.
(The traveller gets down and plays the
whole of it.)
S-Stranger, take half dozens cheers
and sot down. Sail, stir yourself round
like six horse team in mud hole. Go
round in the hollcr, where killed that
buck this mornin', cut off some of the
best pieces, and fotch it and cook it for
me and this gentleman, directly. Raise
up the board under the head Of the bed,
and git the ole black jug.I hid from Dick,
and give us some whisky; [ know thar's
somo left yit. Til, drive old Bose out'n
the bread tray, then cline up in the loft,
and git the rag that's got the sugar tied
in it. Dick, carry the gentleman's boss
round under tho shed, give him some fod-
der and corn, much as he kin eat.
Til--Dad, they aint knives cnuff to sot
the table.
S-Whar's big butch, little butch. ole
case, cob-handle, granny's knife and the