The Idaho world. [volume] (Idaho City, Idaho Territory) 1864-1918, 1871-04-20
IDAHO WORLD.
4 WOMAN -HATER-HIs HONE IN THE
WILDERNESS.

IOunQ, pTopduly, duy WHICH, ia Oh onie
country. His single log cabin, sitting
like ragged beggar," about two
hundred yards to the right Of the turn
pike from Winchester to Boonesbo
rough, seldom fails to attract the eye
of the traveller in those parts. "Squat
like toad" as if trying to burrow
itself under ground and out of mortal
sight, it's low fat roof, it's dumpy,
daubed, dirt chimney, it's closely-barred
single door and eight-by-ten-inch win
dow, all seem constructed with the spe.
cial view of repelling the approach of
man. Shut up in this den, the monarch
of all he surveys, another, and this
time a voluntary, Alexander Selkirk,
dwells the hermit-son of one of the
wealthiest men in the neighborhood-
Coalby Quissenberry, Jr.
The Quissenberry and the Bush con-
nection is the most numerous in Clark
county. The latter family are descend
ants of old Captain Billy Bush, who
came to Kentucky with Daniel Boone,
and who made such judicious selec-
ton of wild lands that his posterity,
generation after generation, are content
to live and die within the limits of the
"Bush settlement" Of this ancient
and honorable stock comes the genius
of the whole fock-"Young Coalby,"
as he is known in that neighborhood.
Many years ago Coalby Quissenber-
ry, Jr, drifted out to Texas with the
young men who were seeking fortunes
in that golden land. He was then gay,
fond of company, and in every way
companionable. But in few months
he put in an appearance, very unex-
pectedly, at home, gloomy, sullen and
reticent. His antipathy to the female
sex was SO strong that he refused to
speak to his mother, or to tolerate her
or any other woman in his presence.
He was developed into thorough mis-
anthrope, with peculiar mania against
the female sex generally, both brute
and human.
These facts the writer got from a
friend few months ago, as he was
riding by the hermit's cabin, and, being
deeply impressed with the character of
the singular subject, suggested that
we should ride by and interview the
woman-hater. "First ascertain" said
he, ""the sex of the animal you ride.
If it is 2 female, Quissenberry would
go into Mysteries on the discovery. He
would burn the gate you rode through,
the tree you hitched to, and almost dig
up and haul away the very soil you
rode over in his enclosure"
Finding we were aback Of one of the
disfranchised animals it was with con-
siderable disappointment we were COM
PEELED to forego an interview. He had
sought this most secluded spot of the
family lands to build his cabin. His
hair and beard grow in wild profusion;
ne makes his own garments, which
hang loosely and awkwardly about
him, tills his own corn and potato patch,
grinds his meal on hand.mill, does his
own cooking, washing, sewing, ETC.,
steals out but once a month, at night,
to garner up such things as he is in
ydebted to the outside world for, and be-
yond this will admit of no intercourse
with men. AS to whether he conceived
his aversion to "the sex" from a tilt
ing ne received in Texas, or elsewhere,
ne has never spoken. In fact he has
not been heard to speak dozen words
IN as many years. "Look there" said
our friend, "do you see that fence
panel entirely gone? Well, some few
days since negro woman passing
through the neighboring farms, crossed {
Quissenberry's fence, and he burnt t
every rail of the fence she climbed over. t
He will have nothing female about him. |
Mares, cows, hens, pigs, everything, in {
tact, that is cursed with the female t
form divine throws him into a perfect 7
state of frenzy"
Never before were we SO solemnly t
with the fact that the female c
IS the source of all light, and life, and d
oy, and sunshine. This secluded spot. a
tut off from all communion with the n
ife-givers of the world, is a fit illus
ration of what this earth would be if
two and two of all flesh wherein is c
ne breadth Of life, male and female" d
lad not found room in the ark. The O
ines of Gar,nhoIl -