The Morristown gazette. [volume] (Morristown, Tenn.) 1867-1920, 1882-10-11
BEULAH, OCTOBER 4. 1882.

NEIGHBORHOOD NOTES.
BEULAH, OCTOBER 4. 1882.
To the Editor OF The Morristown Gazette:
S me folks OF hcv to knock down
with a hint afore they'll take it, but l
ha'nt one o. dem kind. | told Nance
jisi' us soon as ] seed my fathers letter
in the paper | wuz goin' to " lite again,
an ef ha' nj got but one postage stamp,
rekon ! mout as well put it on let or
t. , on. I'm like the little boy wuz
abou the meat, after they got it all
saltcd dow n in tho smoke-house says
he-"now daddy ask bless n. " "Why
my son ?" exam daddy, still SIue so much
time" Now don't you see, instid of
writin' half a duzen letters, I'll jist
write one TO you, an I'LL do jist as well.
fur all my folks ken see how we are
gettin' along up here, an then | won't
be out nigh so many stamps. Nancy is
at my house nearly every day-you
know Mr. Editor she's my niece an eff
| do say it myself she's an overcOmmon
sort of gal, Nance is, last week l wuz
sorter sick, an then al the meetin' folks
benz here, | jist couldn't find time to
write, an Mr. Editor shose as l live,
that gal sot down an writ you letter
herself-an' signed some high falutin'
name to it; tell you what l Civ her
piece of my mind. / told her a gal
that had as nice name as she had an
then wuz ashamed TO own it, didn't
know what ought to be done with her,
| told her she could jist put Nancy
Jane eff she didn't want to put it all.
Bro. Gilbert's wife an son Henry,
spent few days on the river with their
friends durin' the meetin. Bro. Oliver
preached fur us Saturday night and
Bro. Evans of Morristown preached out
in IRE grove Sunday fur us. Eff you
MorristoNE folks will pitch in an help
us, Wen hcv a church fur them to
preach in.
Mis- Tallcy of SpringvAle is Yisitin'
Mis- Cain. Squire McClister, wife an
two children, an sist wuz up Saturday
an Sunday visili..' Mis- Cain, an Mis-
n, i'll. on, so Nancy told me yesterday.
l loud mebbe they come mp to tend the
mcctin an 90 to the baptizIn'. looked
out the wiuder, this mOrnin' and seed
Vaughn load of cabbages-says /,
Frank whose ca5bages is them, an who
ar you gwine 10 take UNI to? He told
me they war cousin Jeems Gains, an
that he was gwine to take them to Nor
ristown-did'nt tell me what fur-but l
reckon he lows to sell en-.
seed young DR.. Nelson an his wife
goin' up the road this mornin, an says
/, Nat whar you goi.,' An don't you
think he's goin to move to Warrens burg.
| axed him eff all them wagons l s ed
pass wuz his'n-said they wuz. He's
desarvin' young Teller, an a harnament
to any neig: borhood, an l due hope
he'll do well whIr ever he goes He
told Inc he'd beei 'tendin' on his uncle
Jim Gains little baby, Ira l believe is
her name, said she'd been right sick fur
more'n a week, but he tho't she wuz
improvin' now.
The meetin' | wuz tellin' you about
in my to'ther letter broke a Sunday;
they baptized Sunday mornin' in the
river, at viii Bakers, there wuz sight
IF folks thar kin tell you-didn't think
this neighborhood could skur up so
many. There wuz 9 or 10 professed,
but thar wuZ'nt but 6 baptized. Bro.
Gilbert preached day an night fur fif-
teen days; he worked till he wuz
mi hty nigh ready to faint, an he would
"A give out long before he did, eff he had
expected reward In this world, but he
wuz a workin' fur his Mas er, an he
knowed that He would give him strength
TO carry on the coed work he had begun. |
ave desire to return thanks to our good |
Brother Gilbert, who has labored for us
SO patiently for the past fifteen days, |
and we wish to assure him that our
hearts are not only filled with love and |
gratitude for him, but that our prayers |
as they ascend each day TO the great |
white throne, are fieighted with his
praises, and with petitions that all his :
Efforts may be crowned with success, !
md that lie may live to enjoy many !
more such meetings, and when at last !,
his feet becomes "entangled in the |
Of Jordan" that he will see |
he light cleaning from the other side,
md hear the gentle voice of Jesus say
-"well done thou good and faithful
servant, enter thou into the Joys of
by Lord"
Mrs. Lane, quite an old lady, died at
Ter home Monday morning, October I'd.
She was good christian d respected
by all who knew her
Mr. Editor, Many write tho above,
,omehnw Lit dus'nt SOU d much like
what / write, but | guess l mout as we'll
)ut hit in. The meetin' busted up the
iohOol, but they begun agin' Monday
Shade TalIey is buildin' new
louse That's right Shade, / love to
lee the new ones, but / wouldn't give
nv old shack fur all of 'um. I've hearn
ell of some few hogs dyin with the
cholera, my reset says to starve 'em,
In I'll be bound you they'll quit dyin'.
Fry 1t an see eff you don't find I'm
,errect. MOTHER Goose.
Personal.
Our old neigLbor and townsman Major