The herald and mail. [volume] (Columbia, Tenn.) 1873-188?, 1874-03-27
The Last Deer Hunt of the Season.

A party left Mt. Pleasant the third
week in February, for the waters of Pr
ney Creek, in Lewis County, to hunt
deer. Col. J. w. b. (Bulgerl Thomas
forces that left Mt. Pleasant: Capt w.
Billie, of Hampshire, commanded de-
tachment from that vicinity. II. d.
Ricketts,, the Colonel's right-bower, was
the chief commissary, assisted by Or
derby VIM. Lanier, who paid especial at
tention to the oil depa rtment. Sam
Smith, alias cold Sam Slow" Ed. Pull
liam, Frank Alexander, John Brooks,
Wat Jordan, (Bulger's rooster and w.
Parker brought up the rear. The Colo-
mel, being a man of indomitable will,
could not stop on account of the unpro-
pitious state of the weather, but order
ed all to mount and move off promptly,
which they did, going the route known
as the Gordon road. Everything went
on swimmingly, it being very wet, un-
I'll the Colonel dismounted to adjust his
saddle blanket, When he attempted to
remount, the girth, which was not as
tight as some Of the rest of his rigging,
gave way, and our gallant commander
made deep impression on the road, as
well as ourselves. We encamped the
first night At an Anticipated house
known as the Cooper or Whitesides
place. Here our Colonel, by special i'm
vitation, suppeo with his orderly, and
afterwards took lunch with commissary
Ricketts,, which consisted OF rations OF
bacon, seasoned with barren hay. Be-
ing very much fatigued, we all retired
very early, except the Colonel and Sam
Slow, who did not like our Colonel's
accommodations, and went to the near
est hotel. The Coionel's particular
friend, "FoX Squirrel" was not along on
this hunt, which we suppose was the
cause of his long face and doleful ex-
preston, and after we had gone to bed
he began to sing solemn song, which
he thought was very appropriate, as IL
reminded him of the missing enc. As
he gathered courage with the theme, his
powers appeared to increase as he pro-
ceeded, and though nothing vulgar or
noisy mingled in his melody, its
strength and melancholy tenderness
grew on the ear, until the ali " as tilled
with the simple homage OF soul that
seemed almost spotless. This seemed
to affect our Cricket very much, who
gave an honest recognition to our Colo>
nel's sweet voice, by an occasional chirp,
or rather CTunt. as this 10 a eeas4n OF
long nights, it was a long time before
the deep obscurity which precedes the
day begins to yield to the returning
light. which was made known by the
C0lonel's Bantam" who never fails to
crow at an early hour. We think If
there is any earthly scene that can be
presented to the senses OF man to soothe
his cares and temper his passions, it is
the hours of changing night into morn
ing, after terrible night of rough beds
and no cover, or sleeping on the floor;
and covering with the door andthe
Growing of this faithful "Roostar" was
looked for with a good deal of pleasure.
The party moved of to join Capt. Bit
fie at Logan's Camp, which was named
after that celebrated Indian Chief, who,
like our gallant Colonel, never felt tear.
Capt. BiIffe coming up, accompanied by
Squire Andy Akin and Wilt Hines, We
ali moved on, passing near the tomb OF
Capt. Lewis, the great Rocky Mountain
explorer. This is lonely looking spot,
so much in keeping, as we thought,
with the sad and gloomy man who took
his departure TO the dark Valley OF
Shadows" by suiciding here. We ar
rived at camp st an early hour, pitched
our tent, and prepared for the hunt.
We were Joined by w. r. Kindel, Il. NJ.
KittrelI, and Lieut.. Wiley Harris, on
Monday. Pathfinder Bob Frierson Was
expected. but owing to the fresbet, and
Bobs great dislike for lsGser, he failed
TO come. We commenced the hunt by
our Colonel killing two noble bucks at
one stand. Since. Ralger has abandoned
"Aunt Susan" and taken up with
Miss Betsey," he has been doing great
deal better. He hated to give her up, for
he always regarded her as trusty COM