The Pulaski citizen. [volume] (Pulaski, Tenn.) 1866-current, 1878-05-30
For The Citizen.
A Gay Fishing Party.

On Wednesday, May Sth, little
party composed of the young ladies
of Pigeon Roost and Richland as
sembled at the residence of b. r.
Lane, Esq, to devote the day to
fishing. Though the white caps
boiled up in the west, the lightning
flashed across the sky, and the peal
ing thunder rolled away 10 the dis
lance muttering its warning, yet
they needed not. Fish they must.
At 10 A. NJ. about dozen young la
dies and gentlemen were seen max
ing their way to Richland. just as
we reached the stream (some of the
party already pressed the richly car
peted banks with feet that longed
to remain for the day. great drops
of ram patterlng upon shawlless
shoulders reminded us that shelter
we must seek.
Turning to meet the angry clouds
from the west, laughing and scream
ing, we hurried up the street to a
vacant house in New York for shell
ter. Though this house has no
brown stone front, no bronze stat
ues, still it is IN New York. Max
ing an entrance through the win
dow, using a pocket knife as a
screw driver, the door was opened
and the palaUial halls of this N. Y.
residence were ours. Some wood
was found, a match struck, and a
cheerful fire was soon sparkling,
around which we gathered like the
good little children that we were.
An old slop trough was brought
from the yard, over which were
spread a few riding skirts, max
ing a modern divan, or rather a long
rocking chair. A fiddle procured
and in the hands of D. p. c., or p.
d. c., or C. d. P. (for thus it is his
name appears), the music rang out
to which the fantastic toe kept time.
The dance over, a dinner pre-
pared by Misses Sallie d. L. and
Mary G. w. was spead upon the
floor in the dining room. The din
ner was superb; at least two young
men thought so, for they took seats
upon the floor at one end of the ia
BILE cloth and almost succeeded in
relieving the table of its burden.
Not that they were hungry or loved
to eat good dinners, but through
respect to the ladies who prepared
it they wanted to eat, they tried to
eat, they did eat. After an hour or
two pleasantly spent, grouped in
windows, doors and upon the large
rocking chair, this happy little
group moved out for "the chimneys"
where the fragrance of sweet laden
flowers, so tenderly cherished by
the good old bachelor, greeted US.
Horse after horse from the rack de
parted, but the fishing continued in
the parlor { for they had only been
taken to the barn).
Now, Mr.. Editor, for that fishing,
of course the young ladies were an
Cling for trout, for they were using
left handed hooks. The would he
trouts sported all day in water,
mud, wet grass, &c, only to find
that those left handed trout hooks
were of such peculiar shape that a
suckers mouth could not admit
them.
This, Mr.. Editor, is the close of
the fishing party, except it is said
that the knights of the heart were
converted into chimney sweeps or
swallows, and for the space of three
days and nights lowered around the
chimneys and then struck of in a
Lynnville direction, chirping as they
crossed HIGHLAND valley, which be-
ing interpreted is: ooh, dem Lynn
vile boys, gwine to have a home
Hva o1I h,.o Axrn DrcCrc