The Columbia herald. [volume] (Columbia, Tenn.) 1850-1873, 1870-12-09
A LAUGHABLE SNAKE STORY
. "Cail a MAN.

Any enc who is disposed 10 try a
laugh, will do well 10 read on =
John Jackson was very Industrious,
hard working man, of twcnty-three
years. Being the eldest Child, and the
only son, he had always. remained at
home, assisting his father upon the
farm. John was much respected by
every one in the neighborhOod, and
many a bIight-cyed girl had secretly
thogulit she would like to change her
name to Mrs. John Jackson. But John
was no ladies man." The fact was,
John was very bashful. He would ra-
ther hoe potatoes all day than undergo
the ceremony of an Introduction to a
young lady. Not that John disliked
the dear ycreatures-far from it. We
believe that he. in common with all
bashful, well meaning men, entertain
ell the very highest respect and admi-
ration for them. And this, no doubt,
was the principal cause of his bashfal-
ness. He felt that they Were superior
beings, and that he was> unworthy to
associate with them upon terms of
equality. But We cannot stop to NOR
aliZe.
Nancy Clark was the daughter of a
respectable Garmer, whose lands ad-
Joined the Jackson farm. Nancy was
a pretty, saucy little girl, and she liked
John Jackson. When they were chill
dren they attended the same school,
and as he was few years her senior
was usually her champion in the child
ish disputes that arose, and her COM
panion i'm going and RETURNING. At last
1xl In f,f
as to be kept from school, as she had
been in past years. John discovered
that he had been growing in stature,
and it seemed as if he had been grow
ing out of shape. His feet and legs APP
peared very awkward; he didn't know
what do with his hands; his face panied
mm, and, taken all in all, he was iu-
clined to think he was not more than
half put together.
Now the truth was, John jackson
was really a fine-looking young man,
and nothing but his admiration of Nan-
cy could have suggested any such fool
ish thoughts about himself.
As the novelists say, it was lovely
day in August, the heavens were clear,
serene and beautiful; the trees were
laden with golden fruit, and the BEAU
tiful birds twittered IL cir songs of love
in the branches. Earth-(there we've
slid down 10 earth once more; such
lofty flights, they make our head diz-
zy.l We were about 10 say that "earth
had yielded her bountiful harvest of
years grass, and clover, and honey
suckles, which the noble yeomanry of
Chesterville had garnered within their
store hou esq but upon second thought
concluded t) word IL thus: "The fariss<.
crs of ChestervilIe were done hayihg."
John Jackson's sister had quilting
that afternoon. Pis father had gone
To Eeith'5 Mill to get some wheat
ground, and John was left 10 repair
some tools TO he ready on the morrow
20 commence moving the meadow
grass. Suddenly it occurred to JOHN
that if he remained abou. the house in
the afternoon, he would he called in at
the tea time and required to do the
honors of the table. To avoid this he,
quietly shouldered his scythe and stole
away to the meadow, half a mile dis
tant, fully resolved that he would not
leave there until il WAS so dark that he,
could not see to NOW, and thtisiayoid
seeing the girls. -
the meadow was surrounded OH all
sides by thick forest. which efiectu-
ally shut out what little breeze there
might be stirring. The sun poured its
rays Though the little meadow was the
focus point where the heat was con-
centrated. John moved and sweat
sweat and moved until lie was obliged