The Anderson intelligencer. [volume] (Anderson Court House, S.C.) 1860-1914, 1894-08-22
SARGE PLUNKETT.
Taking In tho Conventions and Listening
to the Speakers,
Auan,u Consultation.

Auanta Consultation.
Last week was a day Of conventions
and rains and Brown and have been
discussing the effects Of both upon the
country.
From district convention of third
party advocates, We went next day to
the DeKalb Sunday school convention,
thence to the great democratic State
convention at Atlanta. This was va
riety enough to satisfy even Brown,
and was "wet" enough, TOD. tits the
first time 1 ever heard Brown complain
Of too much "wetness," and 7 think
the prohibitionists could have, got him
to sign most anything if they had
struck him.
From the third party convention We
were belated On a road we had never
Travelled before. Being a-foot, We tar
ried till the cool of the evening at
good old third party friends, who has
a fine vineyard and makes fiueh Wine
which is red in the cup, and slips up
on fellow with subtleness to make
wet roads heavy to footmen a heap
younger and stronger than Brown and
myself. Our tongues were already
loiling out, 30 tired We were, when
night come upon us with cloud as
dark as Egypt. It seemed that we
slipped back as far as we stepped up
the slick hills, till almost fainting, We
threw ourselves upon grassy sward to
rest. might have known that Brown
would fall to sleep at once, which he
did, and the quiet that reigned got me
drowsy and I dozed q little myself.
This caused trouble, for when We arose
from our grassy bed Brown swore that
home was one way and [ was confident
it was just the reverse. The darkness
was co. intense that we could hardly
tell when we got in the middle Of the
road, but when we. did get there Brown
said, "follow me and keep in the mid
die Of the road" I tried to keep as
near up with my friend as possible,
and here we went, sliding with left
foot, then with a right, and every now
and then Brown would let both his
feet take skate and he would hit the
ground and founder in the wetness;
We were pretty soon down one hill and
pulling up grade worse than if the
track had been creased. Brown had
on his best suit, and as he would go
down upon his knees | could hear him
say something about the sickness and
the darkness that would not have done
for the Sunday school convention that
we had attended later. So it was we
went-down hill. A slight hold back
sent our feet flying from under US,
while uphill "pull'' carried US for
ward upon our stomachs to. founder in
the mud.
After 80 long a time, I don't know
how long, we discovered that we. were
travelling in the wrong direction.
When we arose from our little sleep
above mentioned, we had started on
the back track, and the feelings [ had
and the remarks of Brown upon the
situation would not do to relate in a
Christian paper. Anyhow, we were
compelled to feel our way out to the
side Of the road and rest some more,
and for fear that we might fall asleep
and lose our direction again, Brown
hung his hat upon bush in the direc-
tion we should go when We started
once more. I suppose itwas the wind
that carried Browns Sunday hat off of
that bush before we arose from anoth-
er little sleep we had taken. 1t was
circus to hear Brown crawling around
feeling for his hat, too full for utter
ance, and it was distressing to think
that the hats change Of position
forced us to stay right where, we were
until daylight or take chances Of go
ing the. wrong end of the road if we
started.
Daylight revealed the most disGgur-
ed individual in the person of Brown
that it has ever been my lot to look
upon, and I was in no condition to en-
ter. q ring myself. We were in 200
yards of the little town where the con-
vention was held the day before, and
which we left at 3 o'clock sharp on !.
the previous day. We held a conven-
tion of our own, and resolved never
to appear in the presence Of our loved
ones in our then present state. We
made mortgage, got clothes and some
money, found bathhouse, and were
pretty nicely fixed up, but we felt just
humble enough in spirits to take in a
Sunday school convention, which we
proceeded to do by taking the train
for Decatur. The songs of the chill
dren made us forget our troubles, and
nerved us to the point of venturing
home. We managed to arrive at home
just ct dusk, and slipped into the
chimney corner and listened a while
before entering in. We knew our
folks would be talking about us and
we wanted to find the trend of their
feelings.
"You reckon they won't come home
again tonight"
We heard this from our place in the
chimney corner-it was Mrs. Brown
to Mrs. Plunkett.
"Crazy, crazy" sighed Mrs. Plum
kett.
'Crazy on politics. echoed Mrs.
Brown.
"And," said Mrs. Plunkett, "they
have got my old man SO added till he
hardly knows the way home" /"
Brown hunchcd me at this, and it
caused me to think painfully Of the
night before.
E'My old man has hardly sense
enough to hang his hat up" said Mrs.
Brown.
Then 1 hunched my friend, and to-
gether we tiptoed to the gate, slammed
it as if we had just entered, and
knocked at the front door. Our folks
were easy on us when we told our
story. They sorter pity US both as
crazy on politics, and Brown and [
are willing for it to go that way, for
IL might have taken more unpleasant