The Breckenridge news. (Cloverport, Ky.) 1876-1955, 1893-12-20
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the 10th inst.
Mr. Emmett Miller, wife and little babe
arrived from Boyle county a few days
since to make their home with Emmet's
aged parents, Mr.. and Mrs w. X. Miller.
Did your all ever notice how propheti-
cally true the following lines are?
"Truth crushed to earth shall rise again,
The eternal years of God are hers,
But error wounded withers in pain
And dies amid her worshipers."
Will Roberts has take up land in the
oklahoma of Kentucky" where black
berries and rabbits grow to perfection
opossum's fat. Anything you call for on
short notice, stewed, baked or fricasseed.
Will purchased part of the William
Rock Edmonds' tract of land between
here and Brandenburg.
John Hardin has transferred his inter
est in the Hardin Woodson property in
this neighborhood to his partner, II.
G. Woodson. / am informed that Mr..
Woodson intends extending his domains
across to the Sinking road, provided he
can consumate trade with Mr.. Peak
for the Whelan place. 1t is futher stated
that he contemplates slice off Of the
Current farm. The first thing we know
Henry will be monarch of all he sur
veys," in "these parts" Sound me
boss" | would like mighty well to sell.
zine" you on one side with SO acres.
Isn't Frank, (of the Messenger giving
clay Seed" his just deserts ? When
the line of demarkation is brandished
before a correspondent, you had just as
well stand him on his head and tell him
to write with his toes. His interest
wanes, he couldn't get up a respectable
letter if ne wanted to, especially when
he lives about an isolated place where
news is so scarce that when he gets
hold of an item, he has to freeze to it,
salt it away with as much care as he
would piece OF fresh meat in fly time.
Everytime / send Off communication
| wonder where the next news is to come
from. If it wren't for the weddings that
are now assuming an epidemic form,
everything here would be as dead as a
door-nail.
Aunt Becky Gardner is no more. Her
spirit has winged it's flight, leaving its
earthly tenement to return to the dust
from whence it came. Bowed down
with age and affection, having no de-
cendents she leaves an aged husband to
"plow life's stern furrow, dig the weedy
soil" alone. Having reached her seventy
second mile stone along the journey OF
life, she succumbs to the inevitable.
Death was not a welcome visitor to her,
she seemed DESTROYS to cling ito being
and to be-" but the summons came and
she could only say, mot my will, but
thine be done" Her solicitude in leav-
ing behind the one who had travelled
with her the rugged paths of life, was
noticeable. Her mains were inferred
at New Highland, the 18th inst. She
having died Saturday night
Since the campaign ended the "Middle
Splitters," "are saying nothing to nobody
and nobody is saying nothing to them"
There is a lull as if a storm in all its de-
vastating fury had passed over, sweeping
them from the face Of the earth. Under
stand me now it is the Democrats and
Republicans that are marrying. They
are looking forward to better times, the
Third party are not in it. They are like
the man that laid down under an oak
tree, and looking up, saw the tiny acorns
upon the giant tree, then looking over or
through neighboring fence, saw some
huge pumpkins. His sense of the fitness
of things was so disturbed that he spoke
something like this: "Tell me the wis
dom that planned such an absurdity as
that huge pumpkin on that frail vine
and this small nut upon the gigantic
tree ?" About this time breeze arose,
loosening an acorn from its cup which
struck him in the eye. While smarting
with the pain he saw his folly and ex-
claimed: "Fool, had that acorn been a
pumpkin thy brains had now been mix
ed with pumpkin-seed." l think from
all appearances in this part of the "mor-
al vineyard" the Populists have about
come to the conclusion that they merit
Pope's memorable lines:
500 teach eternal wisdom how to rule,
Then sink into myself and be a fool"
If Mr. Hay Seed has been taking Rip
Van Wrinkle snooZe and amt up with
the times on poultry raising, there are
several old bachelors in this neighbor-
hood who might give him some interest
ing points on ''chickenology." By the
bye, this reminds me of little circum-
stance that took place here last spring
regarding poultry and bachelors. Every
body that is acquainted in this neighbor-
hood knows that bachelors are quite
numerous. ] was over to see Mr. Mar
shall Brown one morning and found
him in the truck patch hoeing vegeta-
bles. He said he had two bachelor
roosters" bought them OF bachelors in
the neighborhood. Said they wouldn't
stay in the barn-yard with the rest OF the
fowls, but roamed here and there over
the farm with melancholy mien. He
pointed them out to me. One was out
in the middle OF clover field, just could
see his head and neck bobbing around