The Morristown gazette. [volume] (Morristown, Tenn.) 1867-1920, 1878-06-19
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Yours. THUNK.
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To the Editor of the Morristown Gazette:
There are some things that can not
be controverted. One is, SO Once a
Mason, always Mason. Another,
eff you learn to chew tobacco you
never can quit" In the latter de-
plorable certainty, try your hand at
it. You all recollect the memorable
circumstance that occurred in the 9th
century, when one of thu Crockett
ovingian dynasty tried the thing on.
He asked his wife. sweet woman,
to hide his ''long green" in the ash
hopper, and assist him with her pray
ers.s The first day he INDUCED in a
serpentine walk around; the second
day he shot the cat and kicked the
dog around the yard; the third day
he grasped his wife (the sweet woman
aforesaid) by her waterfall and got
up Sitting Bull Custer celebration,
and wound up the meeting of the
conference by crawling on.his hands
and knees in search of his adored
weed, with the label g damned fool"
stencilled on his back. So it is.
/ have been at another Commence
ment. did you ever observe how
these blessed anniversaries elongate
at the close of each term 2? This
last commencement was " Mountain
View High School," concern locat-
ed bow-shot from Rose Hill Acad-
emy, aud nesting under the wing of
our Methodist brethren, while guild
ed by Prof. A. G. Kelley, the gentle
man who so nobIy led US in the sugar
barrel movement. Going back to
to the force of habit, when a man
has been running a schedule of fried
shoulder, corn bread and sorghum.
for some time, that is made a spe-
cialty of plain, but plenty Of it. and
then waltzes into belt of beefsteak,
pickles and honey, he is like an old
ewe.necked mare turned loose in a
good pasture; he lets go all hold,
and strains his diaphragm until the
thing becomes serious, and the joke
on the housekeeper rmonetonOus. So
it is, that when these commence
ments commence, you don't know
where the end will end, aud when a
man, after a course of drinking his
buttermilk out of his coffee-cup, and
slicing off HE butter with sorghum
smeared knife; strikes a sequence
of red napkins, clean-cut glass COB.
lets, and fish-shaped butter knives !;
he turns his toes over in his boots
and is scarcely responsible being.
The weather, this time. was all that
could be desired. / made a ,smis-
lick about the time of the ceIebra-
tion; and had to borrow a horse to
take this ''frail temple of my big
sour' up the country. OF course
you know eohdt kind of q horse a
man gets when he borrows but my
Arab courser rather ''took the rag off
the BUSH" The critter moved well
enough ; but. Lord! Picture an iron
gray, eve neeked. with ears swap
ped with some mule who had no idea
of the value of things; one shoulder
of my barb taking the lead. OF
course the curve being reversed, in.
stead of the nostrils of my steed
throwing the dust (please refer to
Job-rve forgotten the chapter and
have misIafd my bible) my nose was
countersunk in the ears of the brute;
while that exaggerated shoulder
would. every once in a while,. come
at me in q most alarming manner.
Butaall things have an end. and we
came up with the neighborhood
about "high twelve" | turned over
my better,half to Mrs. Richmond.
took g, receipt, and rode on. (the
church whereathey had title ceiebra-
tion was mile.) hoping to catch a
few precious fragments. / rose
hill before me was a grayelIy stretch
Of half a mile. and here they 'scame
q bilins, Reining up under the nm.s
brageous oak, which probably had
Witnessed the stately march of the