The Pulaski citizen. [volume] (Pulaski, Tenn.) 1866-current, 1882-03-16
Bunker Hill.

w. H. Wells is very feeble at
this writing.
Elder w. II. Dixon will preach
at Mars Hill the 3rd Sunday in
March.
Walter Smith is working in
the in terest of the Shelbyville Fire
Insurance Co.
-Thos. Holt visited his brother
j. F. Holt of Bunker Hill on the
teachers furlough.
j. C. Horton of Merryville,
formerly Of Bunker Hill)is report
ed as having consumption.
Two members have been ex
PEELED from the E. G. club, the
charge of manual labor being sus-
tanned.
j. F. Holt has been limping
several days from a bruised arm.
Why don't he call on our under
taker, II. p. Pinkerton, and pro
cure cruches?
Lewis King esq'r, is visiting
his son j. c. King of Bunker Hill.
Our saw rnill men, Brownlow &
Glaze. are ripping timber without
ceremony, since the arrival of their
new engine.
&C. H. Harris has returned home
from Florida, greatly improved in
health. He brought great many
specimens of Florida products.
Among them the alligator, which
was exhibited by Master Willie H.
at Union school, to the delight of
many children.
Brooks d Collins who have been
spending several days in Nashville
returned yesterday. A large stock
of spring goods will follow suit.
Mr.. l.. G. declares that his compass
went back on him. While in the
cIty-the needle pointing directly
to the south. That needlei that
needlel
Lookout, birds! the enemy is
increasing. R. F. Holland falls IN
to line with Capt. Sherbut 1.-THE
boss bird hunter) and others, with
his new double breech-losding shot
gun. But where is the utility In
procuring the above described gun
and then go back to first princi.
ples-the old ramrod?
Il will make the same sugges-
ton TO Jeems that Juba did to
Sambo and Ed. He must either
heed, or head his article jeff Da-
Wis and the Southern Confederacy"
tear open his shirt collar and
breathe freely of his unlimited ter
ritorial atmosphere, while others
and L are gasping for items.
Quite a number of Bellville's
bellies visited our town last week.
The snubbing and sobbing, the
dropped lips, the long faces. tell
plainly of Cupid's victory over our
boys. Come boys! cheer up! there
is only one kinG of girls who never
marry-"dead ones" SILENCE, boys
The application might make joint
work elsewhere.
We are sorry to say that
some OF our best citizens have the
Florida and Texas fever. We are
inclined TO the Opioion that few
months of sweet experience will
teach them that they need the pur e
waters OF Bunker Hill that come
gulching, gurgling. tunbiing ana
sparkling IRON those mai, site
caves and hill 10 renoVate their
feverish and chill shattered skel-
etons.
While some correspondents,
articles are teeming with accounts
of thieving, we are happy to say
that wehave not been necessitsted
to mar our community with such
reports. We defy the world to
produce a club equal in all respects
to ours and report 40 stealing. We
wish, however, that some roguish
girls would steal the last one Of
our old bachelors. Obi that they
could realize what nuisance they
are to civilization; they would not
walt for leap year, but, Guiteau
like, they would remove them from
their bachelor element into that of
respectsbility. Come, girls, what
say you? We are in favor of levi
ing a dog tax of fifty dollar per
head, including old bachelors, until
the last one is routed. VEsHNA.