The Cambria freeman. [volume] (Ebensburg, Pa.) 1867-1938, 1893-10-27

truthfuller man ever lived in Sugar
Swamp an 1 don't 'cept myself
nuther-than Coriander Tugg were.
But folks wouldn't blieve anything
he said, an things got SO bime-
by that Coriander begun TO git
worked up over it, an said that If
folks didn't look out he show EN- one
a. these days wuther he didn't tell the
truth or not. ] usety argy with folks
and tell EN- they was wrong, 'causc !
know'd C0riandcr want the all-per
vadin, liar they said he were, an they
actu'ly got to Sayin' that the fust thing
they lnow'd they'd be 'spectin' me %
strctchin' things, The folks that had
fust set cv'ry body ag'in Coriander was
Jepthy IIibbly an his oil aunt Mandy.
They was in the stOrelleepin' business
an 50 were Cpriander, an Jcpthy had
crowd up with the reputation % bein'
a man ez couldn't tell lie. lie said he
was setch, an folks somehow had got
in the habit % b'l evin' him. an so
when Coriandcr Tugg started in the
storelscepin' business in Sugar Swamp
Jepthy give it out that Cor:ander
couldn't tell the truth, an folks had 10
b'lieve what Jepthy said. SO things
went kind o. tough with Coriandcr. an
'Silc.' says he. I'm guiutcr turn this
he-e deestr:c' topsy-turvy.' saEs he.
'Coriandcr, says !, how
'Silc,' says he. i kin out-beyitch
the witchin'est witch e. ever lived
when il comes to bewitchin' things
says he
- Coriander, says !, I never I1now'd
We could says /, but if We say 50
know tina hain't 40 doubt We kim
- Sile.' says he, we kin bate yer
boots fer ten ginerations that / kim,
says he An wat do ye spose I'm
gointer do?' says he.
- 'Coriander.' says I. ! dunno
- Sile,' says he, You know, and SO
do /, that Jepthy Hibbly Is the biggest
liar on the face o. the earth. an so il
his Aunt Mandy says he.
- 'Coriander.' saws /, If tha's any
thing do know, it's that says l.
'Sile,' says Coriander I'm gointer
bewitch Jepthy's store things SOS he'll
show all his customers what a durn
lyin' feller citizen he is, an Wit he'll be
a-tcllin' them the truth all the time"
says he. 'Ye couldn't do much wuss 10
a chap than that, could YEP says he.
" 'Coriander,' says l, 'J'gosh ye
couldn't"
To Jepthy's store mex day an hang
around did, an ev'ryth.ry looked
jist ez it allus did, till in comes Of Sis
ter Duntubbs, a p'tic'lar friend o.
.Icpthy's an Aunt Mandy's She or
dered a pound q pork an yard o. cal
iller Jcpthy weighed ont the pork,
an ez he done it up / see that Sister
Duntubbs looked kind o. starey IT Jep-
thy. Then he measured off the calil1er,
and Sister DuntubhS SAWS:
- Brother IIiDbIy,' says she, I said
a pound O. pork an yard o caIiller'
Yes, Sister Duntubbs, says Jepthy,
that's wat ! hcerd ye.
- But ye only give me half a pound
o pork an half d yard o caliler,' says
She.
e oh, no" says Jepthy.
- oh, yes says Sister Duntubbs.
Then Jepthy weighed the pork over
agin. II weighed pound. He meas
ured the calilzer II measured yard.
- There" says he That's right. Sis
ter! pound o pork an d yard o. cali
kerr
d" It's no setch thing says Sister
Duntubbs, mad. It's only half pound
an naif yard"
And then Aunt Mandy come an
jined the chorus, an pooty soon there
were the liveliest kind of Il quarrel go
m on, an Sister Duntubbs hustled out
o the store, yellin' that she'd never
come in setch a cheaty place ag'in.
Coriandcr's witchin' were wOrilin' fine.
The pork were pound an the callkcr
We're a yard, but the store were be-
witched TO Sister DuntubbS, and she
could only see half a pound and half a
yard An 50 it KEEP on goin'. Folks
came in an ordered things, an' Jcpthy
weighed an counted an measured EN-,
but they never came out right, an
everybody bimeby got it into their
heads that Jcpthy were an OF cheat an
Il liar arter all SO they quit his store,
an had 10 DO the mex thing, which
were trade at Corianders store, an
when they found that he could tell the
truth about eZ well ez anybody, :hcy
KEEP on tradin' there. Sure enough,
Coriander had turned the deestric'
topsy-turvy,
We'll, sir. the conscience were that
Jepthy an Aunt Mandy had to pull up
an leave the decstric', an they'm rec
omcmb bered there now ez the most
onblushin' liars ez ever lived, an il
were tellin' the snuggcst kind o.
gospel truth sumpin' they hadn't done
afore-that give 'em the reputation.
An SO, Peleg. / were allus glad / fit
ag'in folks buildin' me up reputation
for bein' one ez couldn't tell a lie,
though they know tol'ablc well that !
fight shy o. doin Of it An I'm glad
that thar hain't nothin' in that story
bout the little hatshet an the cherry
tree, cause now kin look folks in the
face when they say TO me that me an
George Wash'n'ton d made a match
team, am kin slap 'em on the back an
say:
Right you are, b'gosh. Me an
George ID make that team, now,
b'gosh, matched 10 a I, an sound in
hoof an wizzenr Ed Mott, in y. Y.
Sun.