Raftsman's journal. [volume] (Clearfield, Pa.) 1854-1948, 1871-01-04
Local Correspondence.
BURNSIDE, Dec. "a, 1870.

casioned partly by ndisposiiiJn. and partly
10y rot knowing what 10 write, again step
awkwardiy into the journal ring. News
| "tgood newsl Is very scarce around these
! parts just now. No murders, no fires, no
clopements. In fact morning occurring that
would be likely To attract the attention OF,
or interest the general reader. But stop
1t reminds me that wedding did come of,
a circumstance that had almost slipped my
memory Some days since one Of our
young fellow citizens was made a happy
| Benedict. The bridal party started from
| Burnside and drove TO Cherrytree where
! they were united by he Rev. l.. y. Boyer.
In the evening they returned and partoOk
of an excellent supper at the hotel, turkey,
| chicken, 'hxins," etc
| About o clock. Z. VI, the calathumpi
ans assembled to honor the happy party
with serenade. Stutfng large wad Of
cotton in each ear walked up and took 4
view of the ertormers. The instruments
were sleigh bells, dinner bells, dinner horns,
chinese g0ngs, anvls, and large horse
! fiddle OIL which our energetic friend, young
| Snort, performed admirably with a rail.
| They worked hard for an hour, but no re
sponse came from within. Becoming wear
led with such vigorous exercise the party.
As final resort coaxed Irish Tommy
and Billy 5. TO sing one or two Of their
beautiful songs under the window. That
will fetch EN-, sait old Snort, as Tommy
aud Billy took positions. What will We
,ing. inquired Tommy. Sing the 'Lov
er's Discussion and the Night Before
Larry was Stretched, > replied Old Snort.
''All right. said Tommy SO tipping his
hat and placing his thumbs in he arm holes
of his vest he lie al off followed by the may
or. The effect was electrical, they had not
sang more than Il verses OF the Lovers
! discussion, before the window raised and
| 5. cried out, That Il d-n sight worse
thar the horse fiddle. Dry it up and Ill
! buy you all the whisky you want TO drink.
We had grand scrubbing sfrolic at the
! PatchinvilIe school house some time ago,
aud if you had seen fortunate Benjamin
! travelling around that ''shebang with big
house cloth under his feet you wouldn't
have pronounced him lazy. Oh, no.
| My ears have been very fererish all week
and became alarmed fearing that some
| sceH disposed persons were gaSsing Il little
! about NE behind the stump. Learning that
Dr. Nee. was in Burnside attending to our
Schoonoster, called at his Office to inquire
about the ears After examining my case
| (of ears the DR.. wrote me prescription in
Latin, directed to Pa,chins store Hand
! lug II to the clerk he proceeded TO ill 1t.
lie gave me box OF Durham Bullhead
mustard, tbitier as the devil,) a box Of
| Wright's pills. piut of Epson salts, aud Z
large horse raGieh told the clerk there
must be some mistake. Marry time, that's
the course of treatmest DR.. McC. rursues
and it is always followed by beneficial ef
fects, and look here lie continued, you
are gittn this medicine on tick. so give me
none of your CAB or I'll bust your head
with hos radi,h." | retired discomdt-
ted, d wen; in search Of the DR.. Learn
| ing that he was up stair with his patient.
made bod 10 enter the sick room without
announcing myself | found the Dr. sitting
on chair with large white apron led
around him grating horse radish into a
two gallon crock. Rather strong dose
that, doc, - said l, pointing to the crok.
Yes" replied escu!apius. dropping the
CRATER and stirring in halt box of Dur
! ham, rather strong, but you see the poor
| fellow needs ii. He has been writing let
| ter TO the RAFTSNANs s Journal and has
/ swallowed 50 many crooked Latin words that
| his in>ides has gone clear crazy. Having
| completed the medicine by throwing in
| box of pills, the doctor gave the patient
! lndle iuil ot the mixture which he managed
| 10 swallow after making many wry faces.
There, SAID the doctor, wiping some Of
the mixture of the patient side whISkers,
! Il thius that will fetch you. l thought
! so, too, but dit!n' say anything.
Gazing me quietly TO one side the doctor
remarked, Ben, the poor fellows spirits
are very low on some account, and think
he has been disappointed in love. Didn't
hear of him getting the sack lately. did
you p | replied in the negative snd the
doctor took his hat aud rcInarking that he
must go up ou the ridge to see 4 young
,naB whose hear; had fell down in his bow.
els, left the room Girls, said gaily, as
the Doctor plug hat disappeared down the
stairway, keep your spirits up, Christmas
is coming, you know. and roast turkeys will
DC flying around. You must be well br
that time, my boy, for know you would
be the life of a Christians party" You
are right. said Girls, Il IN the boy to
make fun. and that reminds uie of a hu
morous little story about our last Christmas
dinner At home. You see Ben, I'm very
fond of a particular part of the turkey and
would always choose ii when asked my
choice We had company for dinner and
when 'mnz asked me, as usual, what part
of the fowl preferred, answered with
grin, Ill take a slice off the part that goes
oves the fence first when the turkey is fly
ing backwards " Il told Girls | thought
he had rather a singular taste. Yes, he
replied, musirgly. Il began TO relish that
part Of the turkey several years ago, and,
do you know Ben, that it is typical of nIy
subsequent career, for darn my .'rigsin, il
| haven t.been behind in eyer, thing | have
undertaken since Hand me ano her lsdle
full of inelicine, Ben" did 50, and then
sat down, picked up New York I,i6"ne.
and began one of Greeleys editorials. |
had not been reading more than fire min
uics, when Girls starred up, sprang from
the bed, snatched the parer from my hand
and shouting at the top of his voice Ny
kingdom for horse. darted down the
stairs like lightning | was paraiyZed With
astoni-hment. What did it mean? Was
the man crazy? Recovering | left the
room and on my way down met the doctor.
who had returned for his cant hook and dog
wedges to perform an operation. ! related
the circumstance to him, out he only smiled
and sa 1t was all right. took my basket
of medicine and started home.
Me,hinss its worse, nor Mercury
Ola winter has cast mantle Of white
over hill ana valley, which charitahiy hides
our mud. an | all hands are anxlousiy await
ing more snow. FraternaIly.
LUCKY OLD BEN.