Shenandoah herald. [volume] (Woodstock, Va.) 1865-1974, 1893-01-13
PosY HoLLER.

Mr.. EDITOR ;-Bein' as how dden'
|. have much to write about last week,
g thought maybe had better write agi
r this week, an tell you l feel might
glad that Pve got Saryan spared to mi
Last Friday mornin' we got up an Sarya
said to me: "Neal, that ar Tom Rider
our an Trey Hensel amt comm to fms
oar well yers 10 O'Clock au' marry sigI
Of any one of 'em. Now, Neal, times
hard an no one wants to take Yale
punkins an popcorn 10: work, so let
tuIn a new leaf with the New Year an
begin whar they left off an finish it orr
selves. Will pull up if you will dig an
We wont owe nobody nuthing." Yes
bat hold on, Saryan, who will light OF
that ar tarDal blast as they put in tina
Monday before they quit. Old Neal ha
been a mule driver in his time, an mul,
haint no whar to one of them blast, i
You don't jest understand 'em. "Oh, you
old idiot, if you are afeard, III start tn,
fust hole" All right, saryan, III let yoT
down, but if you don't Understand setter
em of who do you want me TO fetch here
to gardsnan over our children. "Shet
up, you tarnal ole fool I'll show you who
will run things around here as long as
can hop" So let Saryan down about
10 feet in the well, where they had quit
an she tried to strike match, bat the
rocks was all wet an she had no seat ia
her pants, so she hollered up to me ia
throw her down a pair or a brick OF some
thin to strike it on. Now. ever since
Saryan had the me asles an the small pox
an cholorea last summer her nose has
been little reder than common, so said
to her. just fur fun, turn up side down an
tuck your nose to the fuse, Saryan. Great
balls of soap it was good thin Saryan
was down in hole, fur I've knowed her
nigh on to 65 years an never did see her
want TO git hold Of me so bad. So when
she holerei agin got BRICK an throwed
it down an Saryan struck the match an
lit the fuse an holleTed up, Neal, up purity
quick, she halnt got much fuse. So |
began to pull purity fast an out jumped
one end of the wndlass. Saryan hollered
up, quick, Neal. she's izzin'. Lord,
Saryan, l can't turn the durn thin an
inch It's fast. Pull your petty coat tight
an lay dat in the bucket an trust to the
Lord. l herd her say somethin' about
wantin' to kill your poor old wife, an
Lord, such a crash an srch a smoke J
Well, started up toward the mountain
to look for Saryan. thought sure she
was blowed clear on top, but when got
about mile up met cousin Ann Marian
johnson comm down an she said as how
she had come all the way across an
haden't seen her, we had as well 60 back,
an iist as we got back to the corner Of tie
house we met Saryan COMM hoppin' up
on one foot. Well, the fust thing l
knowed it was tom0rrow morning, an l
heard the DR.. say If they kept that ar
Saryan away from me I might live till
sun down an whar was they goin' ty bury
cousin Ann Marian Johnson. THAT ar
DR.. was fooled, though, fur have been
in a row with two mothers-in-law.) And
he told cousin Sam Miley, as happened
thar an asked him if Saryan was hurt
much, that she came ont Of the we'll pure
natlonalabus, an outeide of few protru-
sions an colorin' OF her hypodermus be
thought she was all right but he was
sure the blast struck me first, an they
must keep the room dark an not let any
one in at all. But cousin Sam Miley hid
under the bed an when they was all gone
he came out an give me the news. lie
said as bow cousin Joel Borden had got
new boiler to run his works With, as il
was increasln' so, an he told me they was
a sellin' more good9 this winter than they
ever did they can't wait on their custo-
mers fast enough, an understood him to
say as them what be confident wait on
had to 90 down to Jones. He said there
was deer ran through town Saturday
an about Is OF 20 Of the town folks went
after it an caught it a couple Of miles ont
of town, an cousin Charley Jones filed
another ice house last week, an that a
little daughter oil Mr.. JOS Kronk, Of Mt.
Olive, was suffering from very severe
injury of the knee, but that DR.. up thar
10 the brook said she was better. lie said
as how y was more pretty girls on the
Brook this Xmas than ever, an then my
head got to hurten so he said be wouldn't
tel me any more just then, an he left.
w ell, you must come down an see urs
soon. Yourn in respect,
NEAL BUZzARD.