The Arkansaw traveler., 1884-12-27
THE aoBBLER'S FATE,
Old Ike, Under a Warmed-up Recol- lection, Gives a Piece of Orni-
 thologieal History.

"Is that good egg-nogg, Uncle Ike '" asked yoang Mulkittle.
 Monsuous 6ne," the old man replied. De pusson whut made it oughter be pensioned of by de guberment, an not lowed ter do nothin' else but ter make de stuff fur sich CT 'casions CT desc heah."
 "Ain't you going to tell me story p
 "Wall, it's sorter owin' to what erfeck dis heah nogg has on de ole mans reck- olleckshun. Yer see mans reckolleck- shun is allus better when he feels good Now de question is, hab got ernuff CT dis stuf ter make me feel good? My eyes says no, chile, no an my appertite says oh, Lawd, no, chile. so reckons dat dem feckshun's un'erstan's de siterwa- tion"
 "WelL, you tell me story and I'll bring you some more after awhile"
 The old man pur his cup on inc table, rubbed his head as though to stimulate memory, and told the following story:
 One ebenin' jes' afore Chns'mus, de ole red rooster wuz CT cuttin' snow long de new cut :oad through de woods. He had jes' put on his fines clothes an wur siruttin' mighty high, an his mine wu1 so fur erbove dis heah yeath dat he wouldenter stepped aside ter gin room ter fox. Heah he went, singin' CT mighty lively tune, not keerin' whut con wuz wuth CT bushel, "when all O CT sud- denment he heard suthin' "put, put, put" out in de bushes.
 "Who dat ?" axed de rooster.
 "Me," piled CT voice, an de ole turkey gobbler come pikin' CT long through de underbresh.
 Hello, Mir. Turkey Gobbler, whut yer doin' out heah all by yerse'f? Better put on CT clean shirt, an come CT long wid me down ter de guinea chickens house. We'se gwine ter hab a mighty fine time down dar ternight. Gwineter dance an cut up, an termor' we'se gwineter hab CT fine Chris'mus dinner. Git out yer clean shirt an less go Tong"
 "No, blebes not" say de turkey gobbler. "Me an ole Miues Guinea Chicken doan speak"
 "Dat ain't nothin'," 'clares de rooster, " dis ain't no time CT year fur folks ter hor up il-will ergin each udder. I'm sho' yer'd be welcome down dar."
 "She 'stended CT inwertation," said de gobbler, but if she thinks dat l'se gwine ter toady 'roun' her she's powerful mis- taken. l'se haf white an free bon an ain't gwinter knuckle under ter nobody"
 "rse powerful sorry ter heah yer talk dat way," de rooster piled, fur we wuz all 'spectin' ter meet each udder down dar on de best O terms, but CT yer hol's prejudice like CT holler stump does water, l ain't gwine ter waste my bref on yer"
 Hook heah, Mir. Rooster, doan kere ef yer is got on dem fine clothes yer kain' talk ter me dat way. I'se CT better man den yersef is an yer knows it"
 "Oh, ef yer's gwine ter git on CT high hoss," says de rooster, |" ain't gwine ter hab nothin' ter do wid yer. Dis is de time when eberybody oughter be full O good will an doan wanter hab no 'stur- bance wid yer"
 "Den whut make yer stop heah an put in yer jaw!"
 "Look heah, Mir. Gobbler, ain't aggin' dis thing an de fut thing yer know yer won't be sartin dat yer's powerful well 'quainted wid whut yer does know. I ain't no chile fur ter be talked ter in dis way"
 "Co on, uow," 'sciaimed de gobbler, Cur I'll slap dat red comb offen de top O yer head"
 NI wouldn't take dat sorter talk rum my gran'daddy," crows de rooster, an wid dat he tack de gobbler cher bim side de head Den da had it, fust one down an den de udder. De gobbler strutted au' de rooster pranced. Chur bim, bin, come de ticks De gobbler squawled an de roos.e hollered. It must hab been CT draw fight fur airter awhile de rooster trotted of in one direckshun am de gobbler hobbIed of in de udder. When de rooster rived at de guinea-chicken's house an met Miss Duck an Miss PuIle9, ole Mrs. Goose an ole Cap'n Gander an