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

over 0e the CxO08 AooO0 ono o0tut~
day svenin tho general crowd got to
irwin - their opinions in regards to
nsb and AshiA.
'.i tsat cut inakiA Z trip down in
6outhvSest Geor9y last year. said the
and took . notion that
would leave tho regular trail and try my |
luck 1t Ashin- went up In the hills
to what they called dead Lake." and |
which had heard Some marvelsone
tales about the ash up there. 1t N6e
= long dry season, yon understand, and
As the streams run down the fish e.oEne
pilin into that dead lake till the water |
was in . plum work with 'en- But |
there was more flsh than feed in that |
country, and them fish in that lake was |
the dadblnmdest most hongriest Ash
You ever heard tell OF reckon perhaps.
They could smell a bucket of minnows
or box OF Catawba worms = mile
away, and they would 6utter out OF the |
water and up tho banks lookin for feed.
II you want powerful sharp and quick
they would eobble up your bait before
you could SO much RS wet your hook
I didn't do any big fishin that day. you
much trouble. 1 had to go on and hide
behind . treo every time in orderment
to bait my hook"
The whole crowd went of into . big
laugh al if to say they had some doub BITS
in the case. and the stranger looked
like he was sorry he had spoke.
''Stand your ground, stranger. dad
blame 'em, stand your ground, put in
Andy Lucas" Don't you back and
don't you bulge marry inch. The
truth 10 mighty and bound to win, and
by gatlins Andy Lucas amt gone no
wherea Some people jest naturally
don't know nothin for certain about
fish and ishin nohow. But stranger,
hit or miss, wet or dry, by seventeen
devils in one pack am with you. cause
have seen fish rs was fish myself, you
understand. I recollect one long. hot,
dry summer indurin OF the war when
some monstrous big dsh quit the river
and used mp and down Deer Creek.
One mornin the hands went down into
the swamp lands and found tho corn
and cotton all under water. The sky
above was clear as u bell, and the earth
for forty miles around was dry Is
powder keg. We didn't know what in
creation was the matter till we found a
most hellatiouS big fish, which had
svum up the creek durin the night till
he got wedGed in between the banks.
Naturally of course the creek was
damned up and the swamp lands over
flowed. We then put the hands to
work with three or four six-mu'e teams
and pulled the fish out. When we cut
him open, stra niger, what do you reck-
on we found in that fish Man sir. We
found ten acres of burnt woods i1,eide,
with old chestnut logs layin around
there which would make a hundred
rails to the butt cut. The truth is
mighty and bound to win, stranger,
and'-
But by this time the stranger had
mounted his horse. you understand, and
put out in a swingin gallop, whilst
Andy Lucas went up head.
Neither s.Drowndod'' Nor .Loseed...
OF all the wonders that I ever yet
have saw, the most strangcst thing to
me is to see a ycarlin boy pack up q few
buds and run away from home.
One day last week little Jimmy Pick
ems got huffed up about somethin or
other and run away from home. His
home folks didn't know which way he
had went nor where he was headed for,
and naturally of course it brought on a
terrible high wave of confusionment in
| the settlement. Some of the women
folks lowed he mought be drownded in
the creek or losted in the woods, but
that didn't sound much like . boy to
me.
In the main time 1 took particlar no.
tice that they didn't miss n meal of
victuals nor lose a lick of sleep over at
the Pickens place. and his mother low
ed she recloned when Jimmy got good
honRry he would come up. She didn't
| give herself no big vvorriment in tho
| case, only when she went to bed at
night she would leave the back door
| open and plenty of cold grub on the
bottom shelf in the pantry.
! So it turned out by-and-by that Misses
| Pickens, mother like, was plum rigat
| about it. Late Saturday evenin Jimmy
come up. He had swung around
through the woods paster, where he
| found little niger looi<in for the
| calves, which he sent him to the house
| with the follovin note to his mother:
Deere nav. Pleeze send me n pea ce
| Of sonpe and some old clothes. Also
| my old Sunday shoes and a pare OF
| socks. have got a hat
| YOURS in Rugs and Sorrer.'
| JIMMY"
| There was one strong winnin pint,
| you understand, about little Jimmy
| Pickens. When he found out that he
| was wiRglin off on the wrong road he
| come to his senses like the projeclxin
| son. aud then turned around and come
| on back to the old lick log.
RUFUS SANDERA