The Morristown gazette. [volume] (Morristown, Tenn.) 1867-1920, 1878-10-16
BRIC-A-BRAC- DISCOURSETH
a OF WHAT HE SAW -
-1@ ON HIS TRIP.
To the Editor OF the Morristown Gazette

two roads met, and / raised mir
eyes. and 10! a broken dump, an
, a voice cried, ''this is Russellville,
} and the place did not seem seeml
in mine eyes, for 1 yearned Morri.
town.wise. And q man named Franz
of the half tribe of Taylor, spoke
and said, 81 will buggy thither
ward" then came 1 to Morristown
And as I paced the streets O
| Morristown. a man drew nigh unit
me. and he was of the Chriskringl
pattern, oblate spheroidish. Thel
my heart became as water. 'twa
! young Grigsby, the friend of m.
youth. Saith /. Joe, apple of mine
eye is there no true stamp balm 0
Gilead, and Joseph replied, verify
seek the depot and you shall find.
And as I walked 1 came unto {
place where there was running tc
and fro, and 10! a mansion, before
which sat strange men, clothed in
Bismarck hat and wondrous stock
ings, who spake of the yellow fever
and from their midst came man OF
goodly presence, who took my um'
brella and paper collar, and said, am
/ not Cain, not Cain that killed his
brother, but Cain surnamed Thomas,
tarry with me, my brother, and !
tarried. tH eFH-5 L
Now the town named Morristown
is a pleasant place; place Of ponds,
barbershops, and court house, and
the men are men of war, with lead
er who hath an exceeding shiny bald
head. Nay. some of the Bismarck
warriors were within his corral. For
hath not the town marshal said it. ba
And one day did 1 seek a man
named Helms, which editeth the GA.
zETTE, and l drew nigh unto Cain,
surnamed Thomas, and | cried 10 !!
l am bare-footed ION top of the hea y
give unto thy servant shoes and
stockings. And the bungalow of
Helms was reached by many steps,
and at the head of those steps did l
read 'no damned Dutclman admit
ted," and 1 wept. Yet did | meet
the man Helms, and he was come
ly man, and did put on my stock
ings and my shoes, and did wish to
wear them, but [ cried out with a
loud voice, sit is not so written"
And after tarrylng a while in Nor
ristown 1 went up unto Rogersville.
and on my way saw a great beast,
and some said, SITS mule" others.
''tis an oxen,' while yet a third, "tis
a gentleman eow," and yea, twas
bull.
And when 1 came unto Rogers
vile there was multitude about the
Court House, And l sought mine
armor bearer, and he said. ''lo, the
Pettibone and the Tay lor speaketh,
and perchance, great warrior
named Cox. Then entered / in,
and the place was like unto stewed
oysters, or to the place where we
all expect to meet our friends.
Then Pettibone sweated, the Taylor
sweated. the Hacker swote; the
crowd sweated, a venerable man
named j. S. w. sweated, aad
swote. Said /, j. S. w. let me see
your notes. "no my child you can
not read them and you disturb my
sweat with your prattle." For five
mortal hours did we simmer, and
therefore, there was much shaking
of hands; and friends came togeth-
er, but none drew nigh unto me, aud
l cried Il am alone in this bleak
world, no one to love, none to ca.
ress; hurrah for Cox" Then did a
man draw nigh and whisper. (which
Cox, lash youth" and L answered.
"Wilcox, Stop COX, chicken. cox-all
in this case for a dollar" and he
went his way marvelling. III.
And a man name Hukile, took me
where there was sweet music, and
my heart went back to the days that
are gone, aud twas good for me to
be there. and 1 wished myself a boy
again when everything was coLleur
de rose and hadn't learned what
realistic selfish place
this world is. t
And my steps led me again unto
and as sat upon the
espIanade Of the Cain house men of
rural aspect, bound up in leather
gallowses and greasy hats, men from
beyond Jordan, whose steps led
them windingly would 60 by. with
necks enwreathed in arms, and they
would talk of the hard times and
twas so; and as the sun in
spIendor approached the west, and
,he midges in their mazy dance
would simmer in his beams, these
men would shout out "Hoopee.' the
war cry of their tribe. a2A
And Cain, surnamed Thomas, said,
[ am for the legislature. Then was
[ sad, for Thomas keeps a model
but replied / unto Thomas
Thou art a good egg. Many men
have seen, but few with thy big
Ot.t /