Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1879-08-21


LITTLE JOHNNY ON MARROW ESCAPES
An ole cat she had two kittins, one was nice
Teller, but the other it was no count, sore
eyes, and one day vile the ole cat was gon
the rats thay found her bed, and they ct
the vel kitn up. Wen the ole cat she come
home and see how it was, she was in a
nifty bad way, and she sed: "The best is al.
ways took Youngest; if that little feller had
been spared he wude been the splendidest
ratter wich was ever see. Things is ordered
with CRATE injestice in this world" Nose,
wich is our cat he don't hav no kittins, but
he is pretty good at line by the stove, and
wen you rub him the wrong way in the dark
he strikes fire like be was flint. Billy he ast
my father if Moses sparks was lecktrisity, and
my father he sed II CESS so, Billy, cos I've
observed that wen you tired on bis tail he is
litenin !"
One day there was oftle storm, thunder
and litenin, and next day ole CATER Peters
he come over to our hous, and he sed to my
Uncle Ned, ole CATER did "Edard, it's SOL
lum thot that in the midst of life we are ded.
l had a nifty narro escape Yesterday from
bein killed by litenin, yes, indeed, little
more an you wude never seen ole CATER in
the hesh" Then uncle Ned sed GIN the
bones, CATER, in the bones," cos CATER amt
fat, its jest the other way. But CATER he
sed "The litenin hit tree over on Missis
Doppy's ranch, and Missis Doppy is my dot
ter" Then Uncle Ned he sed "Bless my
sole, wot drefle close call III was you
Id have Missis Doppy sci that ranch and bi
other one further away."--An ole Gatfer
he said he had been thinkin' Of that his self.
But my father he says he don't think that
will hellup matters, cos the poetry man says
the king of shadders loves shining mark,
and altho Misss Doppy has got red he'd,
CATER haint got no hair onto hisn, and he
mite mebby get lick on his own account
The QUEEN OF ALL.--Honor the dear old
mother. Time has scattered the snowy flakes
on her brow, plowed deep burrows on her
cheeks, but is she not sweet and beautiful
now? The lips are thin and shrunken, but
those are the lips that have kissed many hot
tear from the childish cheeks, and they are
the sweetest lips in all the world. The eye
is dim, yet it glows with the soft radiance of
holy love which can never fade. Ah yes, she
is dear old mother The sands of life are
nearly run out. but feeble as she is, she will
90 further and reach down lower for you than
any other upon earth. You cannot walk in
to a midnight where she cannot enter, pris-
on whose bars will keep her out you never
mount scafold too high for her to reach
that she may kiss and bless you in evidence
of her deathIess love. When the world shall
despise and forsake you, when it leaves you
by the wayside to die unnoticed, the dear old
mother will gather you in her feeble arms
and carry you home and tell you of your vir.
tues until you almost forget that your soul
is dis6gured by vices. Love her tenderly and
cheer her declining years with holy devotion.
CHILL AND FEvER-I suffered one year
with chils tried many things; spent $40
without avail. l was induced to try iron
wood (not iron weed.) l took double hand
full of the wood to one gallon of water, and
boiled it down to strong tea. I drank one
tea.cupful, which was all that was left of the
gallon, and 1 never had chill afterward.-
p P. Brown.
B9- Why do so many parents think children
Troublesome because they cry why do they