The Louisiana Democrat., 1882-07-26
TOBIAS SETTLES OLD SCORES.
EDITOR DEMOCRAT -

EDITOR DEMOCRAT -
Some people in this world never
know when they are happy. Then
again there are people who presume
upon other peoples good humor and
90 around, as the man from Squirrel
Creek does at the menagcrie, punch,
ing at the sleepy animals to see them
yawn or to hear them howl. l am
bowling after the scalps of two of
them fellers." First in chronology
cal order comes
MR.. A. CABOT,
or some such name, who thrust his
acquaintance upon me in the shape
of would be critic of my "progres-
sive thought" and as champion of
the old style. He doubtless thinks
that he has extinguished me by tell
ing the story and applying to me the
moral of Appelles and the shoema
ker, which he cites as having recent
ly seen, presumably for the first
time, in the sermon Of some preach
er, and he refers me to some long
winded discourses and divines which
and whom settle the question OF
right or wrong to his entire satisfac-
ton. In the first place | expressed
no opinion of my own as to the con-
troversy now being urged by the gi-
ant minds of the world. l did, how
ever, say that progressive thought
was making inroads into the chur-
ches. This assertion / do not un-
derstand him to deny-but if he does
it is only a matter of opinion and be
is entitled to his way of thinking, as
much as ] am to mine. | defy Mr..
Cabot to take what I did say and
tell from it what my opinion is. Ii
he does know he knows more than !
do myself. Ee makes the mistake
of fsmall reasoners generally. He in
vents his premises and borrows his
logic. If chose to enter into con.
troversy with the would be critic on
the merits of the question | could
quote some very respectable au' hor
tiles, but | never fish for minnows
My hook is baited for bigger fish
than he. advise Mr.. Cabot to keel
close to the shore. The only danger
he has, to fear from shallow water is
that some over Jealous school boy
out for a summer vacation, Mi gh'
take him iu with sawyer for trout
bait.
JACK HORNER
Then there is that fellow Jack
Horner who has been poking his fur
at me and who last week told biz
yarn on me, about filling a small fisI
with buck shot. Now, if there is
anything l pride myself on being il
is at all times and under all circum
stances being original, and as oul
genial Clerk Of the Court played tina,
joke last summer on a well known
Fish ing Doctor, either | copied it OF
Jack Horner has borrowed it-took
1t when the owner was out. The
community can judge as to which is
the more probable. was out at the
Creek, it is true, and saw Jach
Horner there, but it was under very
different circumstances. | was cross
ing the bridge late in the evening
and saw him sitting OH the bank
looking very disconsolate, with his
line dangling in the water. Said L
"Hello, Jack, is that you2" He nod
ded his head. "Got any fish?" said
|. He shook his head. "What the
devil is that you've got in your
mouth?" said ], "and why don't you
talk?" "Nuffin but worms for bait"
said he-and after telling him that
chewed w-u,r-r r-m were not good
for bait and that that accounted for
his bad luck, l left him. Now that
is just what did happen at that dis
puted interview at Big Creek, and
leave it to generous and fair mind
ed public if it was right for him tc
try to palm off that Fish story OIL
me?
A BIG SUNFLoWER.
Jack Horner's conscience must
have troubled him for that departure
from the strict lie of veracity, fol-
he sent me yesterday the largest sun
flower | have ever seen. 1t is fifteen
inches across the top and as big
around as a hushel measure, If YOU