The Arkansaw traveler. (Little Rock, Ark.) 1882-1???, 1888-11-17
"CAP. JONES, N. P"
BIZ Il. QUAD.

ing MOrgans, came to hamlet of
eight or ten houses, and here decided
to rest for three or four days. Twas
to get letters here, and / must have
my shoes repaired and some washing
done. A widow named Kinney soon
fixed q room for me, and by and by
went over the post-office to see about
mail. 1t came into the town every
other day on horseback from a point
twenty miles away. The post Office
was family room and the corridor
was the open air with q pane
of glass out of 9 window through
which one stuck his nose to In
Quire. The postmaster was q tall,
sharp nosed, hawk-eyed native of fifty,
and as I made inquiry he came to the
window and asked:
"Be you'un he'un?"
eyes, SIR"
"And you'un hain't nobody else2"
"No."
"Hold up your right hand. Do you
solemnly sw'ar that you won't lie
about this matter2"
al do"
"Then you kin cum inside. We
heard you was comm this way. You
hain't relashuned to the post master.
gineral, 1 reckon2"
mo-
"Wish you was. Cap. Jones Ia play
in emery on me and tryin' to git to be
postmaster. Mebbe you'll recon-
mend me afore you go?"
All the mail was in q soap box.
GAIL" comprised paper and two let
ters outside of my own mail, and my
letters looked as if they had been ham
died over hundred times.
anybody dead?" queried the wife
of The postmaster
anybody mar'd2" queried her
daughter.
"No."
"Some post-masters might hev
opened them letters" said the official
after a time, "but I didn't bust nary
one. was never called onery, and /
hope never shall be-"
l was about through when "Cap.
Jones" put in an appearance outside
and boldly said:
"Look we're, Sam, don't you 60 fur
to play pizen on me cause Pm goin'
to be the next postmaster. Pm a-ex-
pectin' sum very important letters and
reckon they ar yere."
"Nuthin' fur you, Cap, was the re-
ply.
''Hain't thar no letter from Wash
ington?"
"No."
"Don't you go fur to hold that yere
letter back, Sam. It's 8 state prison
defense to hold letters back !"
"Look-a-yere, Cap. Jones,n ex-
claimed the postmaster, as he arose.
III don't want to be talked to in that
manner. I am a-representin' the
United States, am, and / shan't take
no charcoal talk from nobody |"
"Never mind, Sam, Pll hev yer scalp
inside Of month" growled the cap
tain.
"You will, chr Wen settle that
right now and yere. Cum inside and
be examined"
"Who's the stranger" whispered
the captain.
"a person who has shook hands
with Cleveland and lived In the same
town with the post master gineral fur
twenty years. He's gwine to decide
which of rs shall hev It."
the back door and shook hands and sat
down. His looks were against him,
and when / handed him an envelope
with an address on il he gazed at 1t
for two or three minutes in vacant
way and replied:
aMy eyes hain't what they used TO
be, but Pll keep . clerk to do the
readin' fur me"
"Wh.. are your claims to this
Officer" I asked.
awe allus voted the Democrat
ticket"
$50 have and Thousands Of others,
but we can't claim Office on that &C.
count"
"LI 1T in the war;
Eyes, you IT." exclaimed the post
master. aStranger, he was . goriIla,
and that's whar he was made capting.
He was . rebel gorilla ct that-s
"But Pm fhr The Union now" ak
claimed the captain.
"Do you think yourself fttsd for
the office?1 I ssked.
"Perfeetly Htten, nh."
"Let u,e 80 . specimen of your
handwriting.S
s11l 70 home and git ons.s
"Taks this Pen heEes
II haint writ Mons fhr thrse ysnEs,
owin' TO cramps = NJ Aas hit
yere goesS