Marshall County Republican. (Plymouth, Ind.) 1856-1878, 1874-05-28

times sorter comfortable an ondisturbed
like"
"'Greable," says I, AN we walked a
square or so an turned into an alley an
walked up narrer par of stars. The
Kurnel gin little rap at green door,
an sick lookin' merlatter popped out
an axed us in. He wuz the durndest
perlitest niger you ever seen. He jest
got up an spun aroun' like tom cat
with her tail afre. The room wuz ez
fine ez fiddle, an thought to myself
that the Kurnel WIZ lugsuriant cuss.
Thar wuz lot of mighty nice fellers
scattered roun' latin an talkin' quite
soshabel like. Apparently the Kurnel
wuzent much sot back, for he sorter
laffed to himself an then he says
Boys" SEE he, 81 hev fetched up a
fren', Jedge Hightower, this is Squire
Skaggs, of Gwinnett. Major Briggs,
Squire Skaggs," an so on all roun'.
Then the Kurnel turns to me an says {:
Freely, wuzent expectin' company,
Skaggs, but the members of the Young
Mems Christian 'Sosashun make my
room Their headquarters.
CT ups an says wuz mighty glad to
meet the boys. 1 used to be Prima-
tiv' Babtis myself afore got to cussin'
the Yankees, an / hev allus had a sorter
hankerin' arterpious folks. They laffed
an shuck hans over agin, an we sot
thar a smokin' an chawin' jest as
muchuel as you please. 1 disremem-
Der how it cum up, but presently Major
Briggs gifts up an says:
Kurnel, what about that new
parler game you got out the other
day?
"Oh, says the Kurnel, lopkin' sort
er sheepish, "that wuz a humbug. l
can't make no head nor tail outen it.
"I'll bet kin manage it, says ledge
Hightower, quite animated like.
"I'l show you how, Jedge, with
pleasure says the Kurnel, an then he
went to a table, unlocked box an tuck
out whole deck of keerds an whole
lot of little NEUTRALITY-SUSPICIOUS., SINH
lar to horn buttons, some white an some
red"
A broad smile illumined the classical
features of the newspaper man, and
Squire Skaggs stopped and supplied
his tireless jaws with q fresh quid of
tobacco.
1t amt no use to tell you any more.
When them fellers got done larnin' NE
that game didn't have money enough
to takeme downstairs. Hay an looked
little wild, for when the Jedge closed
the box he smiled an said
"'We hev had pleasant evenin',
Squire. You'll find the Kurnel waitin'
for you on the steps, an he'll give you
your money back l''
I" / amt never laid eyes ON the kurnel
sence, an when do thar's goin' to be a
case for the kurriner-you mind my
words. / seed Rufe Lester next day
you know Rufe; he's in the Legislator
now, but used to give him pop corn
when he wuzen't so high seed Rufe
an he sed l WIZ tuck in by the pharoah
men. Tuck in amt no name for it.
Darned eff didn't go 10 the bottom an
git skinned alive. | couldn't 60 home
'thout givin' some account of my cotton
money, an so / thought I'd come down
here an sorter cool of, an jest drapped
in on you this mornin' for to see if you
wouldn't put leetle piece in the paper
remarkin' as how wuz in Savannah
lookin' arter my farm supplies"
Whersupon, We framed the following
and read pit to the Squire
"We were pleased to meet in our
sanctum yesterday Squire Skaggs, of
Gwinnett, one of the most prominent
and prosperous planters of Northern
Georgia Squire Skaggs is of the opin-
ion that he can purchase produce in this
city cheaper than in any other market
in the South, and consequently he is
here for the purpose of laying in his
farm supplies. This is a very hopeful
sign, and we trust that other agricult-
wrists of that section may be induced to
follow the Squire's example"
The Squire's face beamed with pleas
ure and satisfaction as we read the
glowing periods of the foregoing para
graph.
"Well, ding my skin that's just as
material as life. Now, young man when
you get that printed in style, you'd
oblege me nightly eff you'd send it to
Amanda Skaggs, Buford Postoffice,
Gwinnett county, Georgy, an if thar's
anything to pay, LII pay 1t. Dern the
expenses"
Here the Squire put on his hat and
made other preparations looking to an
early departure.
81 amt gwine back to Atlanty. I'm
gwine frum here to 'Gusty, an from
G usty to Athens, an then I'm gwine
cross the country ontwel strike
Airline, an twon't be healthy for any
Teller to boiler Pharaoh at me-"
The Squire rose, felt Of his pockets,
looked carefully around to see if he
had dropped anything and started tow
ard the door. We made last endeavol
to bring up the sassafras controversy.
:Ding eff don't disremember which
is the best for tea" said the Squire
"but I'll ak my ole oman. What sht
don't know about sassafac amt wutl
wastin' your breath on. Far'well, younf
man. You won't forgit to print tina
piece?"
We said we wouldn't and we didn't