The Morristown gazette. [volume] (Morristown, Tenn.) 1867-1920, 1879-08-27
pHE MORRISTOWN GAZETTE
BRIC-A-BRAC.
He visits a District Conference
meeting and speaks thereof.

About fortnight since, | receiV-
ed an invite to visit the District
Conference in Powels valley. Met
at Mt. Zion church, about ten miles
below here. l always accept i'm
yites,' from a drink of whisky up.
/ decided to 'wend.' Yet, recalling
that the disciples were mostly poor
fishermen, Except Judas Iscariot,
who was bondholder,) endeavored
to put on as little style as possible.
/ bad straw hat, a little precarious
to be sure. as my boys had been
loaning it to the pup; q tolerable
buster; pair of pants that would
answer if / didn't kueei. This, with
a pair of middIe-aged brogans and
paper collar, left over from the Ma
nard commencement" made an en-
semble-neat, not gaudy-scraggy,
but pious. I whang-leathered my
mulely Morgan, sawed the blinkers
off buggy bride, and laid coffee
sack handy. I secured a horse for
board and kind treatment. His own
er called him Buffalo Pitts, but /
deemed him Vibrator. As / left
home the family followed my reced-
ing form with tears and waving hand
kerchiefs, to which responded with
raised hat and graceful bows. Oace
on the road, I discovered my nag's
gait to be an elastic trot with slosh-
bowel attachment; striking a mud
puddle be would rear back his eve
neck, get catawampus with the road,
curl his tail to one side, and with
head swaying like a toy turtles
would prance most delightfully."- in a
shower of mud-his rider trying to
look like washington crossing the
Delaware Whenever Bucephalus
struck hill, he would labor up it,
moaning and ''punctuating" fearful
ly, and descending, his hind quarters
would occasionally fall from grace,
and his Roman nosed churn head fly
back in my face. The road from
Patterson's to Town creek-six
miles-is affectionately termed the
Devils back BONE" While travers-
ing this / asked Clay Temple,
''where the thunder wilt locate
this dewy eve?" Aud a small voice
replied, "some one will shelter the
wanderer." Thus communing, and
with an occasional damn it, when
my horses back building seeded,
my journey was beguiled. At Town
creek, you strike good road, so when
I sighted the church | took a fresh !
chew tobacco, stuck q burr under
my horses tail. and sailed into Con-
ference with swing corners gait.
[ will not recount afternoon pro.
ceediugs, but merely state | staid
al night with brother Joe White,
where, getting outside good supper,
I retired to sleep the sleep Of the
just.
The following morning, after u
dicious matutinal, / HE'D me to the
wrestling ground. Brother White
lives about mile from the valley
road, north. AS the valley here Is
broad and fat, and the White lane
strikes it at right angles, you COM
mand view OF the v. r. for mile
either way-say east and west. 1
may say that on that Sabbath morn,
that v. r. to a restful soul, a clear
conscience, and hopeful DISPOSE
ton, was plumb sight. Toward
Mt. Zion, in caravanic style, tramp
ed, splashed, rumbled. CLICKED, grit
ted, sinners and saints, on horse
back, in carriages, buggies and wag-
ons; gentlemen as usual, ladies in
every variety of head gear, from the
love Of $3.50, or crumpled hat,
down to the staple sun bonnet, and
in dresses that shamed the rainbow,
the snow fake, or remind
ed one OF birthstone and green's bad
ly mixed All pushing on through
a mud loblolly, the color of pea
soup, and spirting. sloshing, squirt
ing radiatingly. Thinks 1, "hurrah
for Pharaoh and his where's
The Israelites?" / plunged into the
throng and wendell Zionward
Meantime Vibrator put on his most
poses one minute his
hooks in the mud, next he would ]
give toy turtle curl tailed PEASANT, {
anon his head would be in some car.
iage, then he would be grinding the
'arnish off his rump against wagon
Wheel. The vocabularic display was r
leavy. Look at the burned foolr'
This carriage isn't a corn-crib," /
Woaup, sir "Where the hiram q
re you backing to?'' But / had I
a'en my cross, so | endeavored to h
are it equanimically, through roar
f vocaliferous, that reminded me of a
flock of blackbirds on a fence at 4
at sowing. One episode-(oh, wo-
ian in all countries.) / felt alone
hen addressed by young lady.
er main feature was a hat with a v
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