The Lafayette gazette. [volume] (Lafayette, La.) 1893-1921, 1895-07-06

sYIell Broke Loose In oeorgy.~
sit was back vonder In Georgy where
the Rutherford generation of people
come from, you understand, when I
got forever and s.ternally weaned OIL
from dancin and drinl<in mean whisky.
1t was about the time they started up
that quick and dev:lish old song, which
He'll Broke Loose in Georgy.' One
night we got a gang OF us boys togeth-
or, which you understand and I was
the lead dog Of the pack, and we went
off up into the hill country to break
down dance. The dance went on reg
| lar and all right far as I can now
recollcct. But in the main time We
| rounded amongst US three or four
| quart bottles of white whisky. and nat
urally of course felt in duty bound to
help the boys tote the stuff Whilst
the dance was goin Oh we would run
reel and go out and nibble at the bot
tie. and then jump jig and 60 out and
take another nibble.
But it was on our return back homo
that night and up there at the ole Wal
lace plantation that the weanin took
place. One of the Wallace boys was
in the gang and we stopped over down
Mt the quarter to have a little fun with
the niggcrs, you understand, passin.
We then took and built up q roarin big
fire right out in the middle of the road
and gals out there to have another
dance. which was powerful like q gang
OF Wild youngsters. BY this time had
took on jest a l-e-e-tle bit more of that
white ,vhisl<ey than 1 could tote con-
venient, and about the best that l
could do under the surroundin circum-
ference was to take it over in q jam of
the fence, you understand. and lay
down with it. Right then the whole
entire gang struck up on Hell Broke
| Loose in Georgy." some singin, some
rappin, some picl<in the banjo, some
playin the fiddle. and everybody play
in the devil it seems to me. 1 never
had heard that Internal song before,
you understand, and didn't know any
thing for certain. But when the gen
eral music started up with the song .
big fat black gal got out in the open
aud went to l<nockin the bac&step and
| cuttin the pigeon wing around the fire.
Tarectly I took up u burnin big fool
| notion that the words Of tho song had
come to pass, you understand, and
| hell had broke loose in Ge6rgy. and
| right there on the Wallace plantation,
| at that. Looks to me like l could see
| reRlar droves Of little blue devils comm
| up from the regions below and passin
| out through the ere. The boys and
| gals went right on with the dance. you
understand-never missed lick nor
| jumped a cog-but l could see more
| devils than people, and moro pitch
| forks than fiddles, whilst everything
was keepin time to the fiery music and
the devilish song of Hell Broke Loose
| in Georgy.'
MAN sir. it was the most horriblest,
hair-raisin and hohgoblirest sight that
| these old eyes were ever wont to see"
| and uncle Danl had to stop long
| enough to catch his breath and go on.
..SweAtin Fersp'ration''
"Eetter set the back ba nd back a few
links henceforwards. Andy and not run
too deep on white ink" put in Blew
| ScroRgins.
That's what makes me tell you
what do. Blew, about usin much
s2erits of-cats-a-hghtin." says Andy.
Till We. 1 have got dim and
went on-''of sayin to myself, DanI
| Rutherford, this mought be very
| durn good time of year for you to move
your washiu out of Georgy and go
West. But right then 1 couldn't go
nowheres. 1 couldn't even SO much
| "a git up and go on back home. So
finally at las come to the conclusion
that if hell had broke loose in Georgy
| I would have to lay low and let her
| break, and what was worse and more
of it, 1 would have to stay right there
in q jam of the fence the Wallace
| plan tation and see the show out.
| From all the general aPpearments
| l reckon I must of went to sleep about
that time. cause the fire went out and
that awful hell-roarin meetin broke up.
| When at last I come back to my right
| mind it was broad open daylight and
the boys all gone. The weather was
cold bla zins and the frost was on me
| like the snow on a trash pile, you I'M
derstaud, but I was still sweater great
drops of perspira ton as big as your fist.
For two or three days after that seems
to like everything 1 looked attic peo-
pie, the houses. the trees, the garden
palms and the acknowledgements
was knockin the backstep or cuttin the
pigeon wing. whilst the words and the
tune of Hell Broke Loose in Georcv'
was ringing in my ears like the ding
dong-ding of a thousand cvenin bells
And from that time EDWARDS nenccfor-
wards and forevermore was weaned
and weaned right from dancin and
drinkin white whisky.
| Our Uncle Daniel Rutherford IL now
dead and gone, you understand, and I
don't have no doubts in regards ia
which way he went But if I could
tive right on for hundred years to
come 1 never would forget that rainy
day over at the Cross Roads, when he
told us boys as to how he felt and the
| things he saw the first time he ever
heard the song Of Hell Broke Loose in
} Georgy."
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