The Bolivar bulletin. [volume] (Bolivar, Hardeman County, Tenn.) 1865-1888, 1874-02-27

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chillen. Ye know how hard it it to de.
train, if ye look at the things We
oughten ter. Well, this yer onteverent
nigga crept down stairs an unlocked
the do, an peeped in,-trem' lin, fit to
drop. He more spected to see ole
mah'sr behind barl. But it was as
still as the grave, so he crept in. There
hung the long rows o. hams. so iuicy
an sweet; and Sam went up an thought
to his self, Now, I'll jes smell of one.
! So he smelied of it, an it was so nice
seems like he couldn't help les touch
it with his finger an clap his finger in
his mouf, an then he did it again. Ye
know, chillen, how the ole devil staR's
side O. ye an helps ye on. Arter Sam
had tasted onct or twice, he seen teeny
bit of ham, way off in the fur corner,
an he said to hisself, I don't blieve
ole mash'sr ii ever miss that ar one
'taint much count no way An, chill
len, he was that hungry he couldn't
help 1t, I do bieve. He snatehed that
ham, an he eat an eat an eat, till he
couldn't stuff another moufful. an hid
the rest behind a barI. Then he went
on an went on till he came to the ap-
ples,-bins an bins O. beautiful red
apples And he smelt of 'em, an then
he eat an eat till he couldn't stuff an
other moufful. Then he went on an
went on till he came to the shel O.
sweetmeats, an he looked at 'eru an
smelt of 'em, and finally he snatched
jar, tore off the cover, an eat an eat
an eat till he couldn't stuff another
moufful.
can then he couldn't eat any more,
sure nuff, an he went ont an locked the
do. But he never had so much to eat
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so full he sort o. lost his reasons. He
went out an laid down on a bench in
the sun, an he said to hisseIf, 'Lor'
amt it nice to have nuff to eat fur onet
there's poor Jim, I don't s'pose he ever
had nuff in his life An then a very
wicked idea come into his head. So,
byem by he got up an went over to
Jim's-he lived next do'-an' he tole
him to fotch Sally. Sally was thehouse
gal, likely wench, an Sam liked her.
An then he went to Toms and tole him
to come too an finally, chillen, he wi
ted quite a spectacle company. Then
he went home, an went into the wood
shed an fotehed in big sticks o. wood, !
an, he made up NOSE won'erful fire,
an swept out the big kitchen clean an |
nice, tho he wasn't extra neat now, Sam
wasn't. Bout ten o'clock his company |
gan to come, the ladies all dressed up /
fine in some of their missis' things
low neck an short sleeves, an ribbins /
an white gloves. O,go way yer don't /
see no sich things up har An the gem /
men Lor', chillen, if ye could see the |
fine long-tailed blue coats, with buttons |
shlnin' like marygolds, ye'd laff fit to |
split y'r sides.
Arter the company was all there, |
an talked little bout the weather an /
sich topics O. conversation, he axed 'em,
Wouldn't they like a little defresh-
ment !? They was very polite, an said.
No, thank ye,' an I'D ruther be
'xcused.' But he went to the cellar, an
he took'd out great plates o. apples an
great pitchers o. cider, an Tom helped
him; an they fotched out ole mah'sr's
tum'lers, an he filed 'em all up; an he
fOtched out a whole jar o. sweetmeats,
an great dish o. honey, an pickles.
oh, Lor' such heaps o things An all
the time Sam said, so polite, Ladies
an gemmen, hep yourself, there's mo-
in mah'sr's cellar ?
can they did hep themselves, an
they eat an eat an eat till they couldn't
stuff another moufful. An while they
was all stuffin', an Sam was gwine
round with a bottle of wine In each
hand, sayin', so polite, Ladies and
yemmen, hep yourself, there's mo- in
mah'sr's cellar he happened to look
up There qUcs his nlah'sr !''
AS Sarah said this she gave horrible
yell, and sprang forward, clutching in
the air, as though to seize them and
her spell-bound listeners screamed, and
some of them fell over backwards.
Delighted with the effect of her trag-
edy, she waited till they gathered them
selves up, with awe-struck faces, to lis
ten TO the end.
She lowered her voice to a ghostly
"The mah'sr sprang to get Sam, but
Sam let out screech nuff to raise the
dead, an claIed out thro' the do Is tho
The debil was arter him. The rest of
the company skunk eut 'thout akin to
be 'xcused, an was in bed every soul of
EN- in two minutes, an snorin' fit to
raise the reof Sans mah'sr run till he
got done tired out, an then he dragged
hisself home.
Sarah stopped. After waiting a few
Rush asked, in a sacred sort
Of a voice, what became of Sam.
Sarah rolled her eyes, shook her
head, dropped her jaw, and said,
slowly:
He n-e-v e r was heard of agin "
Run away ?" suggested Rush.
"S'pose so. Mebby up norf this
very day, f'r all I know" And Sarah
turned to her works.. Nicholas for
March