The south Kentuckian. [volume] (Hopkinsville, Ky.) 1879-1883, 1881-05-10

There young ideas were taught to shoot
In this deep dark forest where wild owls hoot.
There the shrek Of the urchin the bay OF the
. dog, taE
The new Of the wild cat, the grunt OF the hog
iIi,l startlc the boy on the top Of the hill,
VINO rode ON u bag down to RcnO's mill"
/ The owl and serpent are sacred to
Minerva; tile one to represent her
attribute OF wisdom and the other
that OF subtilty. IL was quite coin
cidonce when after we had passed one
oftlat goddess rural habitations and
4 owls were spoken OF, aiarge Moe
casin snake trailed across our way
into the bushes, OH the right hand side.
Mr. Hopper snappedf three caps be-
fore his gun wen. off and wounded
it, after which Mr.. Cave, a seed of
the woman, bruised its head with a
tstick. The carcass was near six feet
in length and about two inches in
diameter at the middle or largest
part from which itgently taperel 10
the extremities. 1t had recently sned
it's old skin aud presented q beauti-
ful tortoise shell appearance OF sur
passing glossiness. All these circum-
stances had the desired effect on
| Diltz Jr. lie spake thus:
IA big Anercondy crossed over tho road,
And old Brother Hopper did give him q load.
rhe sllot t,idntkilI Ihim,'he wriggled about,
And stirred up tho preacher who charged
A nd beat up his head to kind OF jelly
Kelly.
We hung him not up, thus shower pcvsnted,
Though from this opinion i've q us dcsscnted
There being only six In the party
the last point was well taken.
'is Oh-theroad side was a beech wood
scene fit for the pepcil aud brush OF
Carl Brennan, An alcoye, between
ihills was filled with green beech
troes through which meandered, oil
chrystal stream. On The left the
the cliffs and lodges were carpeted
with ferns and lechens with now and
then.a wild violet looking modestly
at the sun. Anon white blossoms
aud pink pried curiously ut the visi-l
tors aid the iinkle of fairy bells
could almost be heard to disturb the
quietude of the otherwise silent scene.
Itogus In an ecsiacy offered ten cents
for good picture Of II but none OF
us being painters and Mr.. Anderson
having left his camera at home tho
generous offer was not accepted. =
Pond River was too:,muddy for
fishing and our trip to it was like the
military maneuyer OF the French
general who
"Marcned up the hill with twenty thousand
And tten marched back again."
We fshed for the remainder of tho
day in the West Fork with parsable
luck. Your correspondent during
the evening Attempted 10 90
down to the bank where Messrs.
Cave and Hopper were sitting watch
ing motionless corks. His feet
slipped from under MIN and the
ground being wet quite an impres.
sion was produced. Some of tho
party thought the creek water con.
tanned mineral properties, others
thought from the taste that a kero-
sene spring was uot fur distant above
but the whole thing was solved when
the carcass OF sheep was trailed up
and troed in a pile OF drift-wood a
short space up stream. "Sich Is life |"
We had been consuming unawares
neutritiye diet called mutton soup.
Mr.. Anderson, receiving the sug-
gestion from. Q most beautiful sunset,
repeated with effect aud emphasis an
exquisite selection from Byron's Don
Juan poem which exhibits o COM
mand and mastery Of versiflcatioa
unequaled by any other in the lang
uage. 1t is hoped however that our
eiocntionist has never read the whoIo
of The poem but committed to mem
ory.hisselection from o presentation
volume, In which the Objectionable
features are omitted.
The next day being Friday April
18th We. started for home. Mr..
Stuart with his pccustotned kihdness
offered to send US to the depot, this
we excused ourselves from accepting.
lPreferring to walk The short distance
of three or four miles. About half
way, we, sat ou o loglto. rest; where,
-after the lapse Of About fifteeii mint.
utes Mr.. Cave said IL moye we get
Ffurthers and our matter of fact pilot
said 1t would require motion be-
before any of the gentlemen could
| get further; to which active WITH
cisms we responded BY adiourning
1.-The meeting sine die, We met an
|old negro on mule looking for
doctor. His daughter Patsy had been
afflicted with ,fts for enigh ou sevcu
|year" and they had suddenly turned
Into a fever of surprising moment.
TheTold Negro was very polite aud
evidently had good blood In his veins
as he called Rogus "unclen but failed
TO ask after his cousins aud his sis
ters and his aunts,p Az White
Plains al the party except "the man
of, ssilcpce and meditation and the
writer determined upon another DAYS
sport ,andr departed ,for a. placer
near the residence of Roguses new
Irelatives I'VE two came homes 4 At
Nortonsyille, Miss Sclena Fctter, the