The times. (Owosso, Mich.) 1882-1897, 1882-10-06
THE ARKAFsAw TRAVELLER.
THE ORIGINAL AMUSING STORY.

Ihe original ArkanSaw Traveller was
not precisely the same character that
Frank Chanfrau presents on the stage.
An fact, his name was not kit" but
Sandy" and he never had wife
killed and a child stolen from him dur
ing his terrestrial existence. The Ar
kansaw Travellers name was Colonel
Sandy Faulkner, and he was born in
Georgetown, KY, in 1903. A CORES
pondent says he came to Arkansas in
1929, and settled in Chicot County, on
the Mississippi River, as cotton plant
er. In 1889 Colonel Faulkner, with his
father, the late Nicholas Faulkner, q
Virginian by birth, took up his resi-
dence in Little Rock, where he died
August 4, 1874, at the age of seventy
one years.
1t was well-known throughout the
Northwest that Colonel Faulkner was
the original personator of the Arkansaw
Traveller-it was his pride to be known
as such. The story, it is said, was
founded on little incident which oc-
Cured in the campaign of 1910, when
he made the tour of the State in COM
pany with the Hon. A. H. Sewer, Gov
ernor Fulton, Chester Ashley, and Gov
ernor Yell. One day in the Boston
Mountain the party approached squat
ter's for information of the route, and
Colonel Sandy was made spokesman of
the company, and it was upon his witty
responses the tune and story were
founded.
On returning to Little Rock, q grand
banquet was given in the famous ''bar-
room" which used to stand near the
Anthony House, and Colonel Sandy
was called upon to play the tune and
tell the story. Afterward it grew into
popularity. When he subsequently went
to New Orleans, the fame of the Arkan-
saw Traveller had gone ahead of him,
and at a banquet, amid blinking glasses
and brilliant toasts, he was handed a
violin by the then Governor of Louisi-
ana, and requested to favor them with
his favorite Arkansas tune. At the old
st. Charles Hotel special room was
devoted to his use, bearing in gilt let
tiers over the door, 'Arkansaw Travel
ler." M
The following is the best-authenti-
Gated account of the dialogue between
Faulkner, the "Traveller," and the
squatter:
Traveller. Halloo, stranger.
Squatter. Hello yourself
I. Can Iget to stay all night with
youp "
S. No, sir; you can't git to
L. Have you any spirits herep
S. Lots NV 'em; Sal seen one last
night by that ar ole holler gum, and it
nearly skeered her to death. ca
Z. You mistake my meaning; have
you any liquorp r II,
Is. Had some yesterday, but Ole
Bose he got in and lappedall uvit out'n
the pot. - hAi
T. You don't understand; l don't
mean pot liquor. I'm wet and cold,
and want some whisky. Have you got
anyp
mornin'.
I. I'm hungry, haven't had a thing
since morning; can't you give mesome-
thing to eatp 49,
S. Hain't burned thing in the
house. Not moufful NV meat, nor q
dust NV meal here.
t. Well, can't you give my horse
something's
s. Got nothin' to feed him on.
L. How far is it to thenext housep.
S. Stranger, Idon'tknow; I've never
been thar. f's'l4 't,-'a,
T. Well, do you know who lives
herep
S. Yes, sir.
L. As am so bold, then, what might
your name bep
s. 1t might be Dick, and might be
Tom; but it lacks right smart NV it.
T. Sir! will You tell me where this
road goes 10? vi EEEt
s. It's never gone anywhar since
I've lived here. It's always thar when
I get up in the mornin'. Ft
L. Well, how far is it to where it
forksp
s. It don't fork at all; but it splits
up like the devil
T. As I'm not likely TO get to any
other house tonight, can't you let me
sleep in yoursp And I'll tie my horse
to tree and do without any thing to
eat or drink.
s. My house leaks. Thar's only one
dry spot in it, and me and Sal sleeps on
IL. And that thar tree is the old wo-
mans .persimmon; you can't tie to it,
Gaze she dom { want EN- shuk off,. She
lows TO make beer outn em.