Clinch Valley news. [volume] (Jeffersonville, Va.) 18??-2019, 1894-06-22
TAZEWELL, VA. friday JUNE 30 1894

e,ything he touched brought money
to his till, but the iuckiest sir IKE he
er mado WAS when John Rogers
barn burned down with hund,eA
bushels Of corn in it Il at md uncle
Ii ID just pnid Rogers 81 busl'.l for,
although tho biggest aud hardest
kind OF yaller corn was only worth
furty cents, the best anyone could
do.
John Rogers had owed my uucle
II couple hundred dollars for five
years and more, hut that didn't both.
er John any. as he was one of those
chaps who believe thoroughly in let.
ting the othoi fellow walk. One ,lny
my uncle drove over TO Johns to sea
If he couldn't squeeze little sonc
thing out of him.
How're you fixed, John?' said my
uncle.
"'EXpected to have $50 today,
sure, said John with II twinkle in
his eye, but whom 1 went owe, TO
Bill hIason's to borrow it, Bill
wouldn't let mo have it. Beats tho
horses how much some people don't
seem to hnve confidence nownduys.'
"But after my uncle aud John Ind
talked awhile, John snid
"'Toll you what I'll do, Abner.
said Johu. I've got II hundred bush
el o corn in the barn Wonder. S'pose
you take the corn, and I'll he wilin'
to call inc und YOU squire.
"My uncle figured up that with
corn at forty cents, - bushel was
a tolorable high figure to .pay for it,
but h" thought he might better pay
81 bushcl for corn and got $40
than never get anything, 50 h said
he'd tuke the corn and call it square.
He went to tho barn after awhile.
There was the corn But he came
bacls to John feeling ugly.
"'llorc, John, smd ho, that's
nothing but little runty popcorn.
eyes, snid John, grinning. its
popcorn. | didn't think to say pop
corn
Why sail my uncle, popcorn
amt worth nothin' at all in tho mar
ket'
Eyes, said John, that's about the
figure for popcorn
My uncle was pretty mad, tell
you, and John Rogers was pretty
near tickled to death, aud so he said
to my uncle:
"'Thero's goin' to be circus in
town tomorrow. Better stay all night
with us, and Ill take YOU to the
show
"My uncle Thought he'd get that
much out of John, anyhow, SO he
stayed. The circus was expected
along by Johns house early in the
morning on its way TO town, and
when Johns boys got up to see it go
by they woke their father and my
uncle with their yells.
'Jnmpin' jacl;snipcs, popl' they
hollered, the hack yards got twenty
foot @ snow in it,
"John and my uncle piled out for
it was early in September, and thoro
hadn't been any sign of enow. But
there was the back yard with II white
dnft clear across it, and banked
twenty feet high. Then it struck
everybody oil of a sudden that the
barn was gone. You bet il was gone!
1t had burned down somo time dur
ing the night, and stuffed my uncle
jamfnl of luck. Every blamed kernel
of that runiy little popcorn had pop
ped out like snap dragon and there
it was banked up where tbs barn had
been, like staring big snowdifl!
Pop out bushel OF popcorn, and il
will swell to five bushels; SO here INV
uncle had five hundred bushes of the
choicest kind of popcorn on his
hands. While theo were all gapping
Mt tho curious transformation along
came the circns. The proprietor was
in his wagon at the head OF the pro.
cession
"Thundcrl' said he, stopping to
take look at the big hemp OF popI
corn. 'That'll sell Ike hot cakes will
my show. How much do you wand
for it?'
1.-Two dollars bushel,' said ln,|
uncle. I
Cheap enough said the circus
man, and he bought the whole hvd
hur dred bushels, and plankcd dowII
in my uncle's hands ten nice fat ond
hundred dollar bills.
Lucky? | should say he was. But
do you know John Rogers nevel
spoke to him from that time until his
dying dny."-New York Sun.
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