The Lafayette gazette., 1895-07-13

"uen Broke Loose In GeorEy.~
''1t was back wonder In Georey where
the Rutherford generation of people
come from, you understand, when l
got forever and eternally weaned off
from dancin and drinkin mean whisky.
1t was about the time they started up
that quick and dev;lish old song, which
runs on with a long r,germarole about
He'll Broke Loose in Georgy.' One
night we got gang OF us boys togeth-
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 SO 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 1 felt in duty bound to
help the boys tote the stuff. Whilst
the dance was goin we would run q
reel and go out and nibble at the bot
tie. and then jump a jig and 60 out and
take another nibble.
But it was on our return ba ok home
that night and up there at the ole Wal
lace plantation that the wennin took
place. One of the Wallace boys was
in the gang and we stopped over down
at the quarter to have little fun with
the niRgers, you understand, IN Passin.
We then took and built up a roarin big
fire right out in the middle of the road
and gals ont there to have another
dance. which was powerful like a gang
OF wild youngsters. by this time had
took on jest a l-e-e-tle bit more of that
white ,vhisl1ey than I could tote con-
venient, and about the best that l
could do under the surroundin circum-
ference was to take it over in a 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 pickin the banjo, some
playin the fiddle. and every body play
in the devil it seems to me. l never
had heard that Internal song before,
you understand. and 1 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 lsnockin the bacIstep and
cuttin the pigeon wing around the fire.
Tarectly took up a burnin big fool
notion that the words Of the song had
come to pass, you understand, and
hell had broke loose in Georgy. and
right there on the Wallace planta ton,
at that Looks to me like l could see
reglar droves Of little blue devils comm
up from the regions below and Passin
out through the FIRE. Tho boys and
gals went right on with the dance. you
understa tand-never missed a 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 hobgobiirest sight that
these old eyes were ever wont to see"
and uncle Dau'l had to stop long
enough to catch his breath and go on.
'.SweAtin r~rsp'r atIon''
"Eettcr set the ba elk ba nd be ck a few
links henceforvards. Andy and not run
too deep on white ink" put in Blew
Scroegins.
That's what makes me tell you
what do, Blew, about usin so much
sperits sof-cats-a-fightin," says Andy.
TIL yet 1 have got a dim and
scattcrin recollection"-Tnci Danl
went on-''of sayin to myself. Danl
Rutherford, this mought be very
durn good time of year for You to move
your washin out of GeorEy and go
West. But right then 1 couldn't go
nowheres. l couldn't evcn SO much
as git up and go on back home. So
finally at last I 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, I would have to stay right there
in q jam of the fence on the Wallace
plancatlOn and see the show out.
From all the general appearments
! reckon I must of went to sleep a bout
that time. cause the fire went out and
that awful hellroa ri mectiu 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 as blazins and the frost was on me
like the snow on a trash pile. you un-
dersta nd, but 1 was still sweaten great
drops of perspira ton as big as your fist.
For two or three days after that seems
to like everything 1 looked ct-the peo-
pie, the houses. the trees, the garden
palms and the horse-ra ack-evcrythin
was knockin the backstep or cnttin the
pigeon wing. whilst the words and the
tune of Hell Broke Loose in Georey"
was ringing in my ears like the ding
dong-ding of a thousand evenin bells.
And from that time onwards henccfor-
wards and forevermore 1 was weaned
and weaned right from dancin and
drinkin white whisky
Our Uncle Daniel Rutherford Is now
dead and gone, you understand, and I
don't have no doubts in regards to
which way he went But if could
live right on for hundred years to
come never would forget that rainy
day over at the Cross Roads. when he
told us boys as to how he felt and the
heard the song of Hell Broke Loose in
Georgy."
Andy Lucas the Rescne.
II was somewheres along about this