, 1886-02-26
ARKANSAW PINEW0ODS.


hyar."
what will be the chance to stay al
night with your
Purity bad, sur, purity bad. We ali
mighty pore folks, an got pore ways. bu'
ef you kin put up with our hxin's, you
kin stay en- welcome. Jest git down en-
take out yer bosses. Turn 'em in tina
lot thar, you'll find sum fodder en- shucki
up thar. en- you kin feed them to sui
yerself."
After feeding my team, | turned
toward the house. As | entered, | wa,
greeted by the smell Of fried bacon. the
yelping of a NANCY hound, and the
squnlling OF WI OF three children. The
-lady of the house" a tall, angular
hatchet-faced woman. made a low court
esy, and pointing TO n broken-back chair
invited me TO take n cheer by the fire.
She soon announced supper by saying in
a stage whisper, -'Lige, yer supper's
reddy.-
Come stranger, draw up yer cheer en-
take a seat at the table en- eat a snack.
We hain't much, but yer welcome. Ez
the sayin' is, pore folks is got pore ways,
tu li'h DtODit II kDA nltil uii0. iltN
this cup? No, don't pass it, jest keep il. >
~Thet's the only chime cup we've got,
'Lige he drinks his coffee outen a goard,
he SEE it gives people the despepsy to
drink coffee outen a chinie cup. But
tells him it's bekase he's too mortal stingy
to buy more. Help yerself t. sum NV
that hour-bread, stranger en- hev sum NV
the fry Lige'd set thar en- let yer
starve before he'd ak yer. Lige, pass
them ~lap-over pies they air mighty
good Of l doc say it myself. Hev more
stranger, you hain't eat huff to keep
n sparrar alive. II you won't hev emmy
more, jest push back yer cheer, en- go
to the fire. Stranger. what mount be yer
Nance
Jones'
Nov yer not akin to them Joneses
over in Dog Holler. air yery-
"No, / don't think / am. | am from
Tennessee
From Tennysee? Thet's a mighty fine
country, haint ityr
"Yes, it's n fine country
1--WE hev a mighty pore country hyar,
stranger. l bTeve the good Lord hez
sont a cuss on this country sense the war
The Ian don't nigh perduce like it lister
The peach trees hardly ever hev emmy
peaches on 'en. En- the bees don't half
full up ther STAINS with honey. Every
thing hez gone ter rack en- ruin, | tell ye.
En- yer say yer from Tennysee? Did yer
ever hearn tell NV a Teller by the name
NV Joke Hawkins up thar
mo, l think not"
Jake he moved up in tibet neck NV
woods, en- l lowed mebby you he'd seed
him. Jake he ester court me when wuz
n gurrul. | mind the day when me en-
'Lige wuz merried. | he'd prommust
Jake ter hev him. Gentlemen, whewl
Jake cum tibet evening en- found l he'd
took Lige wuz mad ez a wet hen. never
did see Just such a mad man in all my
born days. He ra'red en- he charged. en-
lowed he would tex old Betsy. tibet wuz
his rifle gun, en- shoot s~umbudy's eyes
outen Their heads. When | heard tibet, l
jest got rihed up an | went out thar whar
the men folks wuz tryin' to git Jake ter
hush, IN / jest walked up ter him en-
shuck my fist in his face en- told him ter
git, en- tibet purity quick, err | would ketch
him by the h'ar On iirk him bald-headed.
You oughter seed him hustle.
Stranger, you want old enough ter be
in the war. wuz yeg Well. you escaped
a power NV trubble, | tell ye. One day,
enduring the war, | wuz settin' right
hyar singin' ter the baby. when | heerd
a man holler out thar at the gate. En-
when | went to the dore, ! hope l may
die, If thar warn't Jake Hawkins
a-settin' a-straddle NV the porest hoss !
ever seed. Yer yaller dorg' seq |, what
do you wantF Miss Johnson sez he, Pm
powerful hongry-I'm narely- starved.
Ell l want To git a mouthful NV vittles Of
you ken spar it, Well, Jake, sez l.
when | ricomember how you cut up
Jack when l merried, hit makes me feel
a. II | oughten ter give you no %vittles.
But then | got to thinking mebby he did
ulster love me, m ] give him a pone NV
bread and a piece NV middlin' meat.
'Thankee, Miss Johnson. he sed az he
rid off, zen ef | kin help you at emmy
time, you kin count on Jake Hawkins ez
dom his share,
well, sur, times got mighty hard; en-
my vittles wuz gittin' powerful low
'Lige wuz of in the war a-ightin'. On il
wuz nip EN- tuck with me ter make
eongue en- buckle meet, ez the sayin' is.
70 make matters worse, Mandy-we al
tens called her 'Sis'-taken sick, en- =
thought she wuz goin'ter die out. Thet't
her a-settin thar in the cornder
Granger, l 'spected ter see tibet gn
ave Ter hev bows. Boys is got to comm
ser see her right regular now, NV Sundays.
Well. sur day l he'd scraped up the
last dustin nv meal outen the meal chist
en- parched the last grain NV rye ter max,
coffee. m say | ter myself, IF the gooc
Lord don't send US somethin' ter eat. mt
or my young uns IL goners.' Well, sur.
I went TO the door ter see ef the ash hop
per wuz a runnin'. en- | hope l may never
see the back NV my he'd agin If /
didn't see Jake Hawkins cum rackin' up
the road, astnddle NV tibet same ole pore
hess, en- when | seed him, ! sed ter my
self, 'ef you air a comm arter sumethin
ter eat agin. youn miss II this time,
Mister Hawkins
SWELL. sur Jake rid up, he did. en- ht
sod, Miss johnson. hyar is a piece u,
meat fur ye,-I wuz To takin' on surprise
| couldn't say nuthin'-I thought g.
mebby you might be a needin' sumthin
ter eat while Lige was gone, en- l hop,
you'll take it fur the sake NV the gooc
times me en- you he'd together when W.
wuz youngsters a GROWN up together.
When Jake sed that he turned en- rid off.
he did, en- ! never hey set my two eye
ON hun sense. But l hev never furgot
him. hean people say be moved M
CURE FOH PILES
Piles are frequently preceded by a sense
Of want Of weight in the back. lnina and