The Lafayette gazette., 1895-07-13

Son churA. He wore good clothes. yos
and talked . whole tro-
mendius big sigh. with his mouth.
Over ut the Cross Roads ono Satur-
day evenin the general crowd got to
Rivin 1n their opinions in regards to
asb and AshiH.
III WAS out maxim Z trip down In
Southwest GeorRy last year. said the
stranger" and took . notion that
would leave tho reRlar trail and try my
luck At dshin. I went up in the hills
to what they called Dead Lake." and
tales about the fish up there. 1t WAS
= long dry season, you understand, and
As the streams run down the fish c-orne
pilin into that dead lake till the water
was in . plum work with EN- But
there was more fish than feed in that
country, and them fish in that lake was
the dadblamdest most hongriest fish
You ever heard tell OF reckon perhaps.
They could smell a bucket of minnows
or box OF Catawba worms q mile
away, and they would 1utter out of the
water and up the banks lookin for feed
II you want powerful sharp and quick
they would eobble mp your bait before
you could SO much RS wet your hook.
1 didn't do any big fishin that day. you
understand, cause it was too internal
much trouble. 1 had to go OF and hide
behind q tree every time in orderment
to bait my hook"
The whole crowd went off into . big
laugh az if to say they had some doubts
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 is mighty and bound to win. and
by gatlins Andy Lucas aint gone no
where's. Some people jest naturally
don't know nothin for certain about
fish and fishin nohow. But strang
devils In one pack am with you. cause
I have seen fish rs was fish myself, you
understand. I recollect one long. hot,
dry summer indurin of the war when
some monstrous big fish quit the river
and used up and down Deer Creek.
the swamp lands and found the corn
and cotton ali under water. The sky
above was clear bell, and the earth
for forty miles around was dry rs q
powder xeg. We didn't know what in
creation was the matter till we found a
most hellatious big fish. which had
s>vum 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 nger, what do you reck-
on we found in that fish ? Man sir, we
found ten acres of burnt woods inside.
with old chestnut logs layin around
there which would make 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 swingin gallop, whilst
Andy Lucas went up head.
Neither ssDrownded' Nor '.Losted.''
OF all the wonders that I ever yet
have saw, the most strangest thing to
me is to see a ycarlin boy pack up a few
duds 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 n
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 i took particlar no.
tice that they didn't miss n meal of
victuals nor lose n lick of sleep over a t
the Pickens place. and his mother low
ed she reclsoned when Jimmy got good
hongry he would come up. She didn't
give herself no big worriment 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 nigger lookin for the
calves, which he sent him to the house
with the followin note to his mother:
Deere nav. Pleeze send me n pence
of sonpe and some old clothes. Also
my old Sunday shoes and a pare Of
socks. I have got a hat"
Yours in Rngs and Sorrer."
JIMMY
There was one strong winnin pint,
you understand, about little Jimmy
PiclSens. When he found out that he
was wiRglin off on the wrong road he
come to his senses like the projeckin
son. and then turned around and come
on back to the old lick log.
RUFUS SANDERA