Claiborne guardian. [volume] (Homer, La.) 1877-188?, 1877-08-22

| NV lit't itNtt tibb was
heightened to 20 to college. But
"ruSticated' was beyond his tether,
and he repeated the word iuquir.
ingly.
IL am sent up here rs a punish.
mcnt," said Maytield, "tor playing
jokes on the tutors
"Oh, beer raisin' the dcvil!' gut.
fawed John Raddle. his heart warm.
Ing ut once toward the youngStcr.
OF course, Mayfeld related the
cause of his misadyenture in full;
for what rusticated student is not at
first proud OF his Feccadillo' We
have not space for the story, but we
can asaHre the undergraduate public
that it was At deii--,ttrit- humorous
as such things usually are, in proof
OF which may be alleged the fact
that old John laughed uproariously.
I "SrTIngCT, You're a long suit an
five trnmps," he declareA-in his de,
light. Sim duru glad met up with
sc. Come, lets blow a cloud. Luce.
bring the beS' cigars an some closet
whisky. Stranger. "" got some
whisky rs i'll make yer baird grow.
! Wal, whar yer gsTinc ter stay. no,
we're! NOt with Ole John RadGlc!
Lor bless ycl we'd raise tiic devil
every day
IL am TO board with clergyman,
| = Rex, Nf SEYMOUR said Muyfcfd.
"Oh-parson Scymour-lrcsby.
terrain Parson. Wal, reckon he's
middln' reart ut book larnin; folks
tell 50. He Amt one of my sort; fact
is parsons never be. don't he.
licvt III religion; burned Of do
Don't know much 'bont il, but what
do know don't believe. \ bag
full of dollars an n yard tall of nj
gers All u jug full of whisky, that's
, my religion. What dye say to that.
| Thcm's what make gentleman
them an fgh;in'. The amt heal.
thy, them pions. rarson Seymour's
Z little, lean, scrimpcd, yaller. faced
man. Hes SO MARQUIS he can't stay
still minute. Oneasiest crcatur !
ever see. He'll set in All the chairs
in the room while you're tellin' him
a story. I'd rs lief talk to basket
OF grasshoppers. And pious! whew.
louIl have mornin' prayers three
times. n day. Wal, when ye get yer
ambition up FOR {. s..;ndy, come
round an see Ole John. He'll take
turn with ye; hell show We bon,
the districk. Stranger. ketch ano.
Their holt o that whisky. Notl in
} like whisky, is tharl How dye raise
hightone gentlemen without it!-
Here. for the thinl or fourth time,
Old John lighted his cigar from that
of his listener. lie always had n
cigar in his mouth, but seldom
smoked much of it, for he had a
habit of "talking constant After
chewing one end OF the luxury to \
pulp, and rclighting the other until
it would no longer take fire satiSfac.
torily, lie threw it away half'oNi.
sumed, and commenced the same
Nastctul process npon another
Those were the days, he it Tcmem.
/ hcred, when I!ayauas sold III three
for dime. by the way, his smok-
ing and talking did not altogether
prevent him from chewing.
Meanwhile he drank copiouslv.
lie had not taken his nheHtier" out
when the young man arrived, and
his infamed stomach now insisted
that he should go on with it, Drunk
he could not get. For years he had
been above the highest tide of wills.
Ky; for years he had not been seen
to stagger. But ut last he fell
asleep in his rm.chair, snoring.
/, with open mouth and halt.shut eyes,
an object Of enyy to Old Sol. May.
. field was also overcome, and took u
, long nap upon "a wooden settee,
. while Luce sat near and watched
him with admiration. When the
youth awoke, late ilf the afternoon,
he sent n negro to the Reverend
Seymour, with his letter of intro
ductiOn and note stating that he
!, wouii present himself in the morn.
, ing.
zoe Sol shall tote We roun' thar"
said John Raddlc, when his guest
was abont 10 depart. Ave got a
- haffkce wagon an Il little gray TO
match. | won't charge sc "A dime
for the ride. jest You cast yer eye
at little gray as ye 70 along, that's
all. Ef ever yc git her head out fur
a shindy, she's the creetur fur ye.
III sc hey gal along he ehuekled,
,, ''an' want ter 60 slow through a
! piece of woods, an do a little lip
sarvice without bein' iolted, she can
trot all day In a har'L. An, eff We