The weekly register. [volume] (Point Pleasant, Va. [W. Va.]) 1862-1909, 1873-11-27

shares Artor We got Il here, We only mad
a bit between US, aud Sal. she didut want
to US hcru fust nor me mine. You see,
. | had a SpiggOn in one end, aud she in
tOtber, So she takes drink 90 my sOnd
) aud pays me the Bit for il; then I'd take un
t Outn hcrn, aud give her tho bit, Well,
ve's Citing long fustratc, till Dick burned
skulking skunt be bor'd hole on the bot.
tom to suck at, and the next timO l went
to buy 9 drink, they wuru't none thar
I'm sorry your whiskoy's all gone;
but, my friend. why don't you play the
balance Of that tuuc3
Sits got no balance to it.
TT mean, you don't play the whole
oft.
s.-sEauger kin you play tLo fadR
T.--YGs, a little sometimes.
S.-You don't look like fiddler, but ef
you think you kin play any more on to
that thar tune, you kin just git down aud
try.
(Tho traveller gets down and plays The
whole Of it
S S-Strnngcr, take haff dosCn cheers
and sot down, Sal stir yourself round like
a six .borse team 10 mud hole. Go round
in the hollar whar | killed that buck this
mornin', cut OF some Of the best pieces,
and fotch it in and cook it for me aud this
gentleman directly, Raise up the board
from under the head Of the bed, aud get
the old black jug | bid from Dick and give
US some whiskey; know thar'S some left
vet. Till drive old Bose oufn the bread.
tray, then climb up in the loft, and get the
rag that's got the sugar tied init Dick,
carry the geutlemau's boss round under
tho shed, and give him some fodder and
corn, much as be kin eat
dad, they amt cnulf knives for to
sot tie table,
S-Wbar's big butch, little butch, ole
case, cob handle, grannys knife and the
one l handled yesterday That's enuf to
,ot any geutloman'S me, stranger you
can stay as long as you please, and I'LL
Civ you plenty 10 cat aud to drink viii
you bave coffee for SuppeH
IT, Yes sir.
s.7I'll behnngei i you do, tho We.
I don't bare npthin'l thAt way here but Grub
Tyson. and Ireceoaiss mighty good wisb
sweetpiu', Play 'aEay, stranger. You
kin sleep on the dry spot tonight
T'-lAltef two hours tlddl'ngl-ay
friend, can't you tell ahOUt the road am
to travel tomorrow
s -To-mortowl Stranger, you won't
git outn these diggius for six weeks =
But when it gits so you Oau start, you see
that big sloo over tbar?-Well, you have
to git Crost that then you take the road up
the bank, and 10 about mile you'll come
to two.acre. and.a,half corn patch, The
corn's mityly iu the weeds, but you needn't
mind that, jist ride on. About mile and
half or two miles from thar, you'll come
TO the d--dest swamp you ever struck in
all you travels; it's boggy euutf to miTe a
saddle blanket Thar's q fust.rate road
about six feet under thar.
T.-How am to get atitH
S.-You cant git at itnary time till the
weather Stffcns down sum. Well, about
mile beyant, you cum to a place whar
thar's no roads. You kin take the right
hand ef you want to; you'll end It's run
out; you'Ilth thoD have 10 cum back aud try the
left, when you git two miles on that you
may know you're wrong, fur thar ain'ta any
road thar You'll then think you're nifty
lucky ef you kin find tie way back to my
house, whar you kin cum and play on that
tune as long as you please.
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YOUNG AMERICA WoSDERs Wonder
why mamma keeps Bridget at home from
church to work all day, and saysitis wick
ed for mo to build my rabbit house on Sun
day.
Wonder why our minister bought that
pretty cane with the lions head on the
top, aud then asked me for my cent to put
10 the missionary box? Don't | want
jovsbarp just as we'll as be wants cane?
Wonder what makes papa tell such
nice stories to visitors about his hiding
the masters rattan when he went to school;
0na .hnnt his rnnninn nunu frnm ihe