Memphis daily appeal. [volume] (Memphis, Tenn.) 1847-1886, 1869-08-03
NOTHING LIKE COLD WATER
The Part of Noah as Rendered by
an Arkansas Benzinist.
Forty Days less 27) on a Log in
the River.

A1o NNA1s 80 ECIS
der the banner of King John, are sell
dom troubled with snakes in their
boots; its your " periodical" man
that receives such visits. Sober for,
say a month, and then a tearing old
spree for a week, and Mr.. Heltersplit
| will see monkeys hanging from every
clotheS-line in the country. There's
one of this stripe living over on Ar
kansas river, near Floyd Smiths
place, a very nice kind of man, but
will, or would up to the termination
Of his last blowout, get as drunk as
an owl on the very slightest prOvoca-
ton. About four weeks ago last Sat
urday he went down to Bill Stiggs'
grocery, and laid around there for
five days so jolly tight that he couldn't
| see a hole in a fOrty-foot ladder. Ills
money and credit being exhausted,
Friday morning, the opening of the
sixth day of the fight found Par
IRISH (Which is him) sitting dis
co~nsOlately on the gallery Of the
rum-shOp, longing for a pull at
the c~Orn-uice inside the bar of
| the chebang. By-and by the rays
of the sun fell upon the bare
/ head of the poor devil, and it
| didn't take old Sol more than
| twenty minutes TO get him as crazy as
a bed-bug. The feature of his lunacy
was that a c0rpOrars guard of the
| First Contingency of His Satanic
| Majesty. armed with musketS as long
as fence-rails, had arrived on the
| ground and were about to escort him
| down stairs to see the Old Man HIM
self. Under this halucination Parrish
lodged around the corners of the few
/ shanties adjacent to "Stigg's Cash
| Store" right lively for an hour or two,
but one of the Imperial Guard seemed
to meet him at every turn, and reek-
ing with perspiratiOn and well-nigh
exhausted, he bethOught himself OF
the river. He remembered that his
enemies could not stand water, and
shouting with eXultation at this new
avenue of escape, he, pulling off his
garments as he ran, set out headlOng
for the river, which he reached just as
he imagined he felt the head devil
clutching at the tail of his cOpperas
shirt. He left the shirt to its fate, and
d" stripped to a gantline,' plunged
head first into bosom Of his refuge-the
turbid waters of the Arkansas. y
floating log met his gaze as he
came putting to the surface, and never
had he grasped a jug-handle with hall
the ferYor that he wound his arms
around this old log. A bend in the
river 0 hid from sight the bold
voyager; and this is all Bill Stggs
| could tell about the matter.
But the narrative of the rescued
! Parrish fills up the hiatus left by Stiggs.
| He SAYS: /" When l cum to, l was a
lawn thar, like a burned turkle, on a
big drift log, the sun jest q risen more
! Dlisters on my back than the s1eeters
| and gallinippers could keep broke; We
see. i had dun throWed my close away
while [ was drunk, | spect, and dang
my buttons, if ever ! thought
how much a shut war worth before.
[ felt kinder thick like about
| the head; l guess it must ha' been
| Duffed UP Jest a leetle with the few
| DAVIS spree, Anyhow, l had to laugh
| when I thot Of how big a hat it would
take to fit me. | tux a look aroun'
and found I was clar out of my dees-
/ trio; | knOwed l must be a burned
| long rech from Stggs' place, COS l had
hunted all through them woods, and
| nuthin that l could see long the tim
Der give me any idee Whar l was. |
would ha' skulled myself ashore
but was too burned weak and Eighty
4 Like. ! must ha' been EaZy a month
1 rom the Wav felt. Long towards
night I Thought 1 must do sumthin,
! 50 managed to paddle over 10 the tim
f! Der, but nary a speck Of bank could.l
| find, nqthin but sWamp-and skeeters
/ biggern q chicken-haYk. sOrter
fixed nay log Whar it wouldn't git
away, and then sYqm round Till |
/ found a lot Of vines and moss Whar I
| hitched myself so if l went 10 steep I
wouldn't 20 clean under. And thar l
I hung, adozin a little, only when a big
! bull skeeter 'Ud stick his burned GIN
Lick through my back, Until d%aybreak,
/ when l shuVed out agin on my log,
For four or five days l knocked along
down the river, keepin' an eye out fur
a landin', bat seein nun. l was jest
| Is sober as a jedge now. My crazy tit
/ was DIN zone, and l Wisht a thousand
| times / war beck home with my shut
| on. WASN'T much hungty, Gpther; [
| guess tbs whisky must has kinqef
| KEEP my ston}ic quiet, fur | am a pow
erful eater as a gineFsi t4i4g, Meand
! the log didn't git along very FAST, !
tux a nigh shoot Onst, and cum
burned nigh gittin what little hide the
sEeefers had left, knocked Offern me
by the GingQd Inns and things, 80
when 1 got cut int. the river agin l
staid thar. I KEEP a foltih Ey day and
haugin up by mite fur twelve mites ana
| DAYS, and net a burned moSsel to eat
but 4 mess Of blackberFies I found on
some briars that must ha' been
washed out Of the upper country
| somewhat. When the fellers picked
me up, l thort l was a gone fawnskln.
J. had dun give it up and was busy
WiIi4' my things away when ! seed
the dug-Qut coAe outen the timber.
No, / diQIft AK fur whisky the JltSt
thing. ! got my huff uy the durGeG
truck. And If you stay two weeks
naked on a drift log on the ArkansaW
river OF count O whisky, yOifH sWar
Qf harder than L hev."
This is 2 yerftable account of the
sutferings Of Mr.. p, during his $50
joUrn on the waters" ana his cOndi-
lion as he now lies at the house OF His
brother near where he was rescued,
| covered with blisters and sores, swa-
thed from head TO heel IN Yilted cab
bage leaves, and being constantly
anointed with goose grease laid on
with a whiteWash brush, fully cor
rOborates his story. He hOQted 81
miles in thirteen days, being without
food for that period, except the "bait''
of blackberries spoken OF.
GLASSWARE AND NOTIONS
AT AUCTION this tuesday morn
ing at 10 o'clock by
G0TTLIEB d. EZEKIEL,
Corner Second and Adams streets.
TOTAL ECLIPSE OF THE SUN.5On
Ga+urlnv Anonst the Z 1860 there