The Bolivar bulletin. [volume] (Bolivar, Hardeman County, Tenn.) 1865-1888, 1879-04-17
COASTTNG.
Sanscr1pt Recalls Recollectonss
From the Cincinnati Fnauirer1


From the Cincinnati Enquirerl
The boys were coasting down Syca-
more street hill, last evening, when
John Sanscript and his wife came along.
They had been up on Baltimore street.
visiting, and were On their way home.
"Just see them boys, now" said John,
as he braced up at the intersection of
Mulberry street. at really reminds me
of the days when I was lad. Do you
know, Jane, that I used to coast down
hill on sled that wsy?"
did you, John?"
why, yes; but that's fifty year agol"
Sanscript scratches his head con-
templahYely and then mutters, soto
Uoce:
aDurn my granddaddy's buttons, if I
"Try what, dear?" anxiously asked
Mrs. S.
"rm going to coast just once, to re-
vive recollections of fifty year ago."
"NOw, John, if I were you"
But you are not me, so don't inter-
fere. Here, sonny" Ito a lad who had
Just pulled up the hill with his sled) :;
"here, sonny, I'll give you a quarter to
let me slide down on your sled once"
The bargain was eagerly nailed and
clinched.
"Be keerful, old man. urged the boy,
as Sanscript squatted rather awkwardly
on the sled; "be keerful, say, and
don't let her funk one way or 'tother
till she brings up or you'll git mashed"
"Never mind, younker," assured John,
"Pve been here afore--some years afore,
but"
But what viii never be known, for Just
then the sled, of its own accord, started
down the hill, and even John himself
has not been able to recall what he was
sled's unexpected movement was gen.
eral.
"Look outl - yelled the boy.
ooh, Johnl" screamed Mrs. San
Whoa, there!" yelled John.
But the sled wouldn't whoa. Itseemed
to have set off down that hill to beat its
best time. John had chance only to
clutch hold of both sides and hold his
breath for fear the wind would blow of
the top of his head. The only thought
he had time to foster was that the boy
must have creased the sled's runners as
a practical Joke. And, if this was coast
ing, he had never coasted, if his recol-
lection served him right.
Two-thirds way down the hill the sled
struck an ice hummock, and Immediate
" his course was changed to paraboic
curve.
Whack! bangI erashl clinkl
The bringing up was awfully sudden
and uncertain. Sanscript and the sled
disappeared as abruptly as a shooting
star The latter lay shivered to atoms
against lamp-post, and Sanscript lay
shivering in the grocery cellar just OPP
posite. When the off runner of the sled
collided with the lamp-post and stopped
the vehicle, 5anscript rose like circus
Ieaper and went right on turning twenty
som ersauIts to the second. He went
through the grocery window as the cir
cus-leaper goes through paper hoop.
The grocer appeared soon after and
compromised upon John paying the
following bill:
Window sash. $1,000
Crusned cheese. 1S.OU
Hogshead molasses. 4s.2G
Christmas goods. 1.16
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Then the boy came in with bill of
So for his sled, to say nothing of the
loss of a suit of clothes, a surgeons bill
for plasteTing sundry skinned surfaces,
and the bill of hackman who conveyed
the fainting wife home. In the cooler
moments of afterthought Sanscript
reckoned it up and discovered that it
had cost him $1O9.7S to recall recollec-
tons of fifty years ago, and required
but one minute and five seconds of old
Father Time in which to do the recol-
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