Daily tobacco leaf-chronicle. (Clarksville, Tenn.) 1890-1895, 1891-11-26

SOW WAS SeFNeu thsIehu on u GeOfklA
Crackers Table, aud ~ Yankee Poddler
Paid the Damages.
"Ole Peddler Mayberry wer a-st5ppin
at our house, an one ethenin. long bout
this time o year, him an pap an me wer
ruther they wer' a-doin the tallsn an me
the listenin
Says Mayberry, says e, 'Wa-al, |
guess eff wer' up in old Connecticut day
ater tomorrer I'd have fine time eatin
turkey WY axed pap. 'Beca'se hits
Thanksgivin. you know, an we alters
have a turkey an cranberry sauce an
plenty o. cider We'll, of that's all,
spoke up pap, we kin have a substichute
right here, can't we, JimY
81 reckon we kim says |, for hearn
some turkeys in the thick today, an
jest know | kin git one, but dunno
bout them ERE cranberries an the cider
"'Oh, es fur that, yer nanny has
a-plenty O dried huckelberries, an may
have jelly an sich, an I'll furnish es good
corn ticker es ever wet the inside Of
feller's neck, an | reckon Mr.. Mayberry
II sca'cely know the diff'unce.
"'W'y, shorely not, Mr.. Sterne, fur
with all them ere 'grejunts theirs no
reason wy we can't have hooray time.
I'd like monsous we'll to be with Jeemes
an help bring in the turkey
"'All right, says pap. 'Ef you keer
to go, wy, reckon we kin fix ye up,
II didn't like the idee much, but
wus 'bleeged to lay low an say nothin,
Pap let Mr.. Mayberry have the old Lon
don barl shotgun, an he rammed down
a good load o low mold buckshot, an
away we went Now, Jeemes, says o,
I'm purity good shot, ef my eyes is
a-gittin little squinty, an ef you'll give
me a far chance I'll git the turkey
IAN right, says |, but you've got to
be purity qr ok ON the trigger
"'How do you hunt emp
"'Well, ou Jest wait till you hear
EN- scratchin in the leaves an cluckin,
an then you ease up on em, an time you
see black spot peg away at 1t, fur they
never lie down an beg to be shot at,
"'All right Eff that's all I'll make
yer head swim
1--WE walked bout mile afore we
come to the thick, an then showed him
wher they'd ben a-wallerin in the sand
an told him to go down one side IN
walk easy an listen hard whilst ! tuck
the other side. could hear 'em a-cluckln
leetle furder down, an as wus a. -peepin
aroun, saw Mayberry across the run
an he'd hearn 'em too. commenced to
yelp like the young uns, an they KEEP
answerin me, and could hear EN-
a-gittin closter an closter, an could sec
old man Mayberry wer a-gittin nervous,
fur he'd poke up his head every now n
then, an KEEP a-makin signs fur him to
be quiet.
1.-The blamed things seem to change
Their notions bout that time, an turned
off to the side O. the thick mex to hIn
an whispered loud, Slip right easy
down the aidge, an I'll stay here an
watch, an keep yer eye skinned lhs
old feller went a-humpin down the
thick, an got bout fifty yards f'om me
when all on sudden saw him squ,n
Then he raised the old London bari u,
-cherwhackl He pulled e1 back
ag'in, an tuck aim, an--cherwhackl she
went ag'in. Ding that old flint, thinks
|, an then saw him raise er a2'in.
This time he tuck good aim. an-bang-
a-langl-she made long fire.
"'Squee-ee-eeP went hog, an could
hear the turkeys a-hoppin among the
bushes as they skedaddled away, an |
broke in a run to wher' old man May
berry was, an the squealin KEEP on, an |
could hear shotes a-rallyin, nm | Jest
knowed the devil wer' to pay giner'ly
When | got there he was a-wipin the
powder smoke outen his eyes an talkln
like crazy man. The old London had
kicked him fat on his back. but she had
done mons'ous execution, fur bout thirty
foot away wer' an old SOW a-rollin aroun,
an all the shotes a-rallyin an a-talSin on
an seed that hit were pap's best SOW
"'Great Jehosophatr says l. man,
you've eena'most ruint us. That wer'
the finest breeder we had
"'Did git err says e.
"'Git er? Jest ak pap bout that.
"'W'y done jest as you said saw
sump'n black, an | banged away Oh,
says e, as he come to his senses wy
bless my life, hits hogr
"Well, sir, he wer the wo'st chawed
up man ever seed What kin we dor
he axed.
Ivy, well jest stick 'er, an II she's
in good order we'll carry 'er home an
tell the old man
"'Great Goshr said e. Me carry that
hog homel No, street I'll pay fur the
hog, but I'll never face yer father with
that hog No, neverp an he started off
"'No, don't do that, says L Wen
leave the hog here, hang 'er up 40 the
varmints won't bother the cyarkiss, an
then we'll go home an I'll fix 1t up with
the old boss
"Well, when we got home the old
man had got back rom the grocery an
he had tapped this jug sever1 times, an |
told Mr.. Mayberry not TO say nothin, an
] got the old mare an slipped back AN
brought the cyarkiss in, an let nanny
into the secret, an we soon had the hog
salted away.
THAT night we fixed pap up so that
he never thought O. no turkey.
"But next mornin, when | went to
wake Mr. Mayberry up, | found three
dollars a-layin on the bed and Mayberry
was vamoosed.
"That day we had backbones for din
ner, an the old man had sobered up
little, an says e: What's become o May.
berry, an -Jewhillikins That's tho
biggest bones fur turkey ever seed.