The Orangeburg news. [volume] (Orangeburg, S.C.) 1867-1875, 1874-06-06
Abont the Volcano.

The fiddle ofthe Bald Mountain has
been solved at last. The terrified in
habtantd of that region may now return
home anf once sleep without dreaming
of voleahocs belching out red hot lava
upon them. They need not fear the
sudden doming of the day of Judgment.
The thing is all explained. There IS
no Volcano or coming OF the day OF
Judgment in the matter at all /; nor is
the action of electricity, as some philoso
pliers wohld have us believe. Not by
any meats. Sawbones, (who seems to
be doctor Judging from his name, possibly
lawyerb has found out all about it.
He lives in the vicinity and has got to
the bottom OF the whole thing. With
some reluctance we give the readers Of
the Herald his conclusion. Here it is
in his own language Mover mind the,
first words, his subject demands strong
expressions
NEAR THE VOLCANIC REGIoNs,--
March lS,-'H-ll aaoat in the noun
tains ?-'Qld Bald y preparing to
Erupt Volcano Smoke ! Fire =
The Garth qaaking Things trottins J.
I.hear all this, and 1 could not stand 1t
L have never seen volcano, SO 1 noun
ted my horse and put out for 20 Id Bald
ha g., I,
AS | approached tho mountain met the
natives gettin' men women, children
and dogs They begged me to turn back,
aud sung, 'Turn, sinner, turn and l
think some of them prayed for me 1t
beat old Mrs Wards saloon at Green
vile 10 get out of the fuss pushed
on | struck leading spur of old Bald
aud rode up, up us far as could ride
Then disnfouuted, hitcaed my horse
aud walked on Where the spur joined
the main mountain, my way was obstruc
ted by perpendicular rocks I could see
smoke from the top. but could not hear
the fomblings { climbed mp and around
the mountSn to avoid tie rocks Afteg,
prooeediasi for some time, L
near 81 Ssii iiilys 3
below me and father around the noun
tain 1 got on high pont, from whic
there was a commanding view below
The runbling from the point was terrible
and unaccountablc Just here Isasa
sight that astonished me more than if
the earth had yawncd at my feet Is.w
Il wagon with tour mules, driven furiou,
ly around the side Of the mountain 1t
had oo it an old fashioned wagon bed.
from the noise, there was a few loose
rocks in it How the thing held together
bouncing about over the rocks is uuac
countable 1t went few hundred yards,
and turned round 1t stopped about ten
minutes as if to rest the mules then
here it came again The road (if it
could be called road) was about 400
years long 1t would turn and rest the
mules at each end l saw it make sever
al trips Then 1 took a drink from my
flask, and scrambled down to thus Devils
turnpike I placed myself by the side
Of the road, to wait for the wagon In
few minutes here it came The driver
did not see me, until he was within fifty
steps Of mo He appeared astonished,
stood up in his stirrups Che WAS riding
one of the mules) and tried to bluff me
by yelling out:
Get out Of the way you Id fool y
AS soon as he spoke L knew him 1t
was George Sikes He used to live over
in Bnncombe when Madison was part
of Buncombc Ipicked up a couple of
rocks and placed myself in the middle OF
the road Then he stopped and 1 went
for him Said l, George, ifyou don't
want to bo lifted from that mule with
one of tho dornicks, talk fast
Talk what 2 said he
Volcano! said I
'Now look here, Sawbones,' Che always
called mo Sawbones,) you know that
am a poor man / AIN paid by the edl
tors to do this
But how about the smoke and fire 2
Hn aoii ona rs his boz, ,r,n 80. 49,.