The Iuka vidette. (Iuka, Miss.) 1894-1912, 1894-09-27

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WV MY is more than
probable to live after him, whilst the
whiskey that he drinks is sometimes
buried with his bones. Honest to God.
didn't mean to do It, but oncst upon a
time. when was young and feelin my
feed and gallin around right plentiful
and promiscus like l busted up whole
camp 'neetin. And oncst upon another
time busted up the bulliest sort of a
weddin match when l wouldn't of done
1t purpose for the finest young mule
In the Rocky Creek Settlement.
"who Should And Who Shouldn't"
II was years and years ago, before me
and Mother started to hangin our
clothes on the same peg, and settled
down here and went to rasin colts and
calves, and pigs and chickens and ba-
bies. and along SO and the like of that.
1t was way down in the old Panther
Creek settlement where the Sanders
generation of people built their ca bbins
and m2de the first clearins in the old
plopcer days. Camp meetins was all
the go in them good old days, and that
particlar summer everybody Meth
odists, Baptists and all,-went in to-
gether and got up one of the biggest
camp meetins you ever heard tell Of
They struck camp in big shady grove
over at place they called Pat Salagv
Ridge, and the folks they come, come
on horseback and in wagons and afoot
for miles and miles around. They was
all there.
In that day and generation most
everybody had to live at home and
board at the same place There was
one powerful good consolation that gen.
orally come around along in the fall of
the year,-the people didn't have no
feed bills to meet and no store accounts
to pay off. They made their clothes at
home, and the biggest and most high
ftyinest people in the land wore home
spun fixins in winter and summer and
the whole year round. And as for us
boys. it took our blamdest to crawl up
on the inside of a store bought suit
oncst year. But as | was goin on to
say right about that time was settin
mp to Miss Susy Ann Stringer and cut
TN the pigeon wing around her every
Sunday that the good Lord sent, and
two or three nights in the week for
good measure. Where's my friend and
fellow servant, big Bunk Weatherford,
he was runnin powerful clost and con.
stant with Miss Rosebud Castleberry.
Well, if you have ever travelled along
that road you can see how it was. |
youngster in the settlement, and |
Ssnowed good and well that Miss Susy
Ann was the blamdest, all-firedest most
prittiest and sweetest girl in the whole
entire discovered country. Naturally
of course Bunk Weatherford had took
up about the same sort of fool notion
concernin Miss Rosebud and himself.
So as time went on from bad to worse
and more of it, between the two pairs
In ri mot -.
as to who should and who shouldn't.
who could and who couldn't. Now. TO
tell the naked, unmatched truth, Bunk
and Miss Rosebud had got the bulge on
me and Miss Susy Ann along in the
Spring of the year. BY some hook or
mercroolS Bunk had managed so as to
git him bran spanlsin new suit of
storebought clothes and Miss Rosebud
she had likewise also broke out in
fresh place with two or three poker dot
calico dresses, with hat and ribbins
and plenty of fancy fxments to match
Ihey took in all the barbecuses. and
picnlcs and big dinners, and cut such
hlgh ana mighty swell till they laid me
and MISS Srsy Ann, and everything else
for miles around in the shade.
Something Had to Happen.
You mought not think it fellow citi-
zcns and citizenesses, but we had a few
politics way back in them good old DAYS,
and | maintain till vet that American
politics have always been American pol
itics All the people of the settlement
went in kerSwoolS together one Satur-
day and got up big public spealzin and
basket dinner at she old Strickland Mill
place over on Murder Creek. 1t was
Wings and Democrats then. and they
had political excitement so thick in the
settlement till you could mighty nigh
rake it up with a splinter. Bunk and
Miss Rosebud was there, likewise also
me and Miss Susy Ann, and a whole
passle more of the young folks. But
from the general way in which the talk
was carried on you wouldn't of thought
there was any young people on the
grounds exceptin Bunk Weatherford
and Miss Rosebud Castleberry. They
few so internal high and skinned so
blamed light, and everybody had some
thin to say about how sweet and pritty
she was and how smart and fine loolin
he was. To be certainly | knowed gol-
nation well that it was nothin but their
frillins and fineries and fancy trimmins,
but nevertheless and NOTWITHSTANDING,
the general situation was powerful dig
gin and hurtin to me. Bunk Just sim
ply took the day and swept everything
before him, whilst had to fall back
and hang around the edges. feelin as
awkward like and lost and lonesome as
bobtail dog at log walkin didn't
say nothin to give away my feelins in
the case, but kept up a line of terri
BILE tall thinlSin on the dead quiet and |
all to myself.
This thing has gone on just a little |
bit further than | can stand still and |
take it, and I'll be everlastinly dad
smashed if it amt got to stop" says I |
to myself that night. Bunk Weather |
ford thinks there amt nobody in this |
country that can wear clothes but him |
and his sweetheart, but by the livin and |
the dead, have never yet seen colt |
so fiery or SO fine but what he got |
brought to his milk and weaned by-and |
by. | hate to do it Bunk-honest now,
| hate to do it,-but somethin will have
to happen
"Fixin the Triggers"
Whereas, | fixed the triggers that |
night, and bright and early the next |