The Yellowstone journal., 1894-12-19

can scarcely wonder at my confusion.
Geurgians are so used TO the fact OF
General sherman following them that
7 il is enough to simply paralyze any one
of them to be asked 10 follow the gen
eral. There was a pause for an instant
over the young fellows audacity, and
then the room rang with appreciative
applause of his excellent wit.
Men leaned over their plates and i'm
mediately fixed themselves into atti.
tudes of interest. They at once per-
ceived that at least an original young
chap was going 10 speak.
Mr.. du BiRnon felt the personal mag
netism he had excited reflect on himself
and continued with more assurance.
He said that he would tell story
about the young manhood of the south,
the very young manhood, including his
first impressions of General Sherman.
The time was the civil war, the place
Milledgeville, Ga. II was only little
shaver" he started, staying at home
taking care of my mother and younger
brother. All the men had gone to the
war. The cry started early in the morn
ing, Sherman is coming. 1t increased
from a whisper to frightened shout
The old negroes who were at home left
the field and gathered in their cabins
exactly as if il had been said, The judg-
ment day Is coming. People stood
irresolute in the street, not knowing
what to do or whether it was best to 90
anywhere.
And later on ne came. Soldiers and
horses, they began 10 fill the town and
the peoples houses, and fear was the
prevailing element.
Il insisted that my Shetland pony
and my brothers pet rooster must be
saved. NJ mother equally insisted that
| was to stay in the house, for if not
the soldiers would carry me away. /
was made a prisoner, but owned a
window, and when saw one of the sol
diers go under our house and catch the
rooster and wiring its neck was certain
that my pony would go next. So jump
ing out Of the window, ran to the sol
dicr, and doubling mp my fist cried, Dog
gone you, you old Yankee, if you take
that pony I'll report you to General
Shermann
He stopped for AN instant and then
continued courteously. General, he
did take my pony, and this is my first
opportunity to report to you. -
Mr.. du Bignon of Georgia won the
day. Men cheered him as he took his
seat for his cleverness, and General
Sherman jumped up and said. "Wil:
some one present me to the young reb-
slr'-Buffalo Express.
Turning Up the Trousers.
doubt lot through the ages one in
creasing purpose runs, and that is why
have always felt sure that there must
be some reason for the astrornary and
ascentric" behavior of people who turn
up the bottoms Of their trousers in dry
weather. The New York exquisites who
copied the fashion from London will be
disgusted at the vulgar origin Of the
practice, for l understand that it had
it, rise in the inventive brains Of some
bank clerks, who used to go down to the
city ON those bad old razor back"
buses They found that their neither
garments got frayed by rubbing against
the woodwork under the seats until one
day one of them exclaimed, go to, and
let us turn up our trousers" And they
did SO. And having turned them up it
didn't seem worth while to turn them
down again, so the custom became crys-
tallized. II only somebody would now
Inform us why we wear silk hats and
have pockets in our coattails which we
never use, we might even yet be moder
ase2y happy. Figaro