The Marietta journal. [volume] (Marietta, Ga.) 1866-1909, 1891-10-22

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him by the tail and at the same
breath | yelled for my wife to. come
quick, that the ferocious opossum
had me by the hand and was chew
ing my fingers off. The next min
ute. the table flew, the dishes few,
the glass few, my wife flew, and the
opossum flew on the end of my poor
hand.
Wife thought | looked like Ca
manche Indian in war dance. |
slammed him on the floor and tried
to choke him off-got my bare foot
on him, and he took hold of my
night robe. ! called for my wife to
get the butcher knife and | would
cut the doggone opossum's throat.
The knife was brought in a giffy
and | cut and cut, and all the effect
lit had he spit out a mouthful of
meat mixed with night robe chewed
up. So | made sure this time and
caught hold of linn by the tail and
swung him around, came very near
knocking my wife down who was
holding the lamp, and | got mad as
a hornet, did not care what happen
ed then, things got lively, wife
opened the back door and | pounded
that 'possum all the way out into
the garden to the wood pile. l got
hold of a forked stick and held him
down, and my brave wife gave me
the AK and | gave him such blow
that he gave up the ghost, and let
loose of N.Y. flesh, and to make sure
of my work | cut his throat from
ear to ear. We then bad bathing
trolic, change of garments and we
were ready for bed. slept with
my eyes open the remainder of the
night.
The next morning gave US a sight.
| know the many readers of this
valuable JOURNAL would Of paid
more to of ST. en- the inside of that
demolished kitchen than the coming
hippodrome. 1t took a woman
whole day to clean it up, and there
on the back porch hung the object
that caused all the trouble. AS l
stood there and looked at that opos-
sum, it reminded me of my blighted
hopes for Christmas dinner. was
sorry it had happened then, but l
cleaned the critter, did not have
much trouble on the outside for l
had knocked very near all the hair
off with the poker, but great scott,
the inside of that opossum looked
like the inside of that kitchen. At
last my job was completed, and
there was call for me to come to
breakfast, but did not care for any
that morning.
You know it was natural for me
not to eat that morning. In wanted
a keen appetite for the anticipated
'possum dinner.
the noon hour came at last and |
fastened home from business with
an empty stock, imagining l could
eat a pretty big 'possum myself, and
when | got near home | commenced
smelling 'possum. 1 found dinner
all 0. K, and my loved ones wait
ing for me with smiles. My wife
supposed | was still out of patience
and was prepared to sympathize
with me, but | was in good humor.
Q, how nice the 'possum looked,
it was baked brown and nice, rest
ing in rich gravy. 1t would have
tempted the most fastidious Epicure.
How | wished that my good neigh
Dor, Mrs. c., had a piece of that
'possum. She had told me she liked
'possum dearly. pulled the plat
ter with Mr.. Opossum on it nearer
to me, and taking up the carving
knife to lacerate him, and all at
once | thought of my experience
with that 'possum the night pre-
vious. Then | was suddenly inter>
rupted. My stomach revolted. l
became dreadfully sick, and the first
utterance | could make was for my
wife to take that 'possum out of my
sight as quickly as possible. wish
ed then. shat Mrs. G. had the whole
'possum. My wife covered it up
and transferred it from my table to
my neighbours. They had just
sat down to dinner and were in eo60