The Morristown gazette. [volume] (Morristown, Tenn.) 1867-1920, 1875-12-08


sent was taken from the crib without an
effort to select the finest cars. II was
left day at Fences store. and attracted
the attention and admiration of many Of
our citizens who have hitherto failed in
the production OF such huge specimens.
Mai. German passed down the road yes
rerday on visit to relatives in Louisi-
ana. We wish him pleasant trip and
O safe return to East Tennessee. She
needs more of the kind of farmers he is.
= The sudden death, last Thursday
morning, at o'clock, of our fellow-cit
izen, Capt. William A. PettigreW, was a
sad and melancholy occurrence, and
shocked our community. He had been
complaining for day or two previous
to his sudden summons, but no one, not
even his family, entertained any very Sc
rious fears as to his condition. About
u o'clock, Wednesday night he was at
tackled with apoplexy, and death fol-
lowed soon after. Capt Pettigrew was
man of many good and noble traits and
impulses, and to those who knew him
as ne was, most intimately, were such
evidences best exemplifed. As q kind
and loving husband. an affectionate ia
son, he viii be sadly missed and mourn
ed. His funeral sermon was preached
before large number of our citizens at
the Methodist Church, by the Rev. Mr..
Carroll, and the solemn services con-
cluded in an appropriate manner at the
grave in Morristown Cemetery.
- And now comes a boy, staggering
under the weight of a huge bird that we
at first step back from, under the impress
sion that it is veritably John Robin
sons mammoth ostrich, and delivers a
note from Jehu Morris and John Smith,
asking us to accept the accompanying
living beauty, for Christmas day festivi-
ties at the GAZETTE school house, and as
a specimen of the delicious meat they
ale now serving to citizens and shipping
South. The a. |. b. proved on closer
examination to be a mammoth young
gobbler, pulling down upwards of tWen-
ty-thTee pounds on the hay scales, and
standing more than three feet high on
his pastern-j joints. He was assigned for
safekeeping to our smoke-house, but IN
less he learns to use his lungs less lusti-
ly of mornings he will soon have that
shell tumbling upon his gigantic frame,
literally wrecked by his stentorian COB
ble-oble-oble Morris s. Smith, nowev-
er, have discharged their duty, and no
odds what trouble and fright the gobbler
may bring to as, they'll get every vote
in the school house, when the polls are
counted.
- 1t is not many weeks now antil the |
merry Christmas will be upon us. The
day is ever fraught with pleasant recol- !
lections of the past to both the old and |
the young. 1t carries us back to the |
times when we, too, were young, gay, /
and happy, and when our little hearts
would go 'tpit a-pat" at thevery mention |
Of Christmas, Kris Kringle or old Santa
Claus. 1t recalls bright and happy hours
20 the blushing young school girl, who
remembers the first little trife ever pre-
'ented by her sweetheart. The romping,
boys, too, who crack jokes
4bout the old man with his elegant air
chariot, drawn by twenty jet-black po-
lies, will be glad and eager to have the
we come when this same old man shall
IrIve down The chimney and fill their
tockings from his weI-flled chariot.
even Joe, the printers devil, will come
n for his share of the fun and gladness
hat marks the day, and ask the patrons
f the GAZETTE to remember him as the
aithful Carricr-boy who comes through
II kinds of weather to bring them the
ews. 1t is not too soon to express the
ope that the parents of all the bright |
nd innocent young faces in Morristawn
ill not be stint in their efforts to make
leir chiIdren's hearts as happy as God
ills we all should be-
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