The Opelousas courier., 1895-09-14

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~. scordih to the way thew had thine.
az up Miss pinkey was to On on :
over to see the Cross kirls TSesda.
Hs.n'n, whilst Joe Pete and the preach.
CT went to meetin as usual. Miss pink.
y anu one OF the Cross girls would
tahe 8 buggy ride in the evenip. whilst
zoe Pete and the preacher followed
SUIT with everything headed for the
railroad station. That looked perfect.
~ all right, you understand. but il
didn't work out right. Old man GINS
orove over to the Cross place tolerable
soon after dinner to take Miss Pinkey
nome and when they told him that she
hao went u ridin with one of the girls
he to7kthe trail and put out after her.
oL e way over to the station Joe
Pete was drivin 50 fast and furious like
n reckless till he run into a tree and
broke the buggy down. Then he had
10 40 about and rustic up another horse
and two saddles so him and the preach
er could ride. In the main time. YOU
Understand. Miss Pinkey and the Cross
g'rl had got to the station and waited
ana waited for the other pair. Pres
entity here come old man Gus drivin his
gray horse in a dead run and maxim the
air blue as he went. Miss Pinkey saw
the gray horse comm and heard the
thunder OF the old mans voice, where
as the girls they lit into the buggy and
pulled out for some other station.
Some OF the boys had caught on to the
racket by this time and was hanpin
around the station to see the show come
Off. Whilst old man Gus was there
cussin everything in sight and stickin
fresh loads in his six shooter, you un-
derstand, the boys saw Joe Pete and
the preacher come ridin up the road.
But about that time Joe Pete must of
saw the Travis gray horse, so him and
the preacher skirted off aud took a nigh
cut through the woods. Nobody
couldn't tell old nan Gus ANYTHING
about anybody, and finally at last he
quit the trail and went on back to-
wards home.
In the main time Joe Pete and the
preacher both of them had rode their
horses into a yallerjacket nest down
there in the woods, which of all tbs
snortin and cavortin you ever heard
tell OF reckon they must of had it.
At any rates when they come out of the
woods they had on but powerful few
clothes and looked like they mought
Of rode a thrashin machine through a
haricane. But the boys stood by them
all along the line. and it want so very
long before they was rugged out in
fire h buds and ready for the proceedins
to proceed.
Then they caught the trail oncst
more and went Oil after the girls. But
the girls had lost their way, and Joe
Pete and the preacher missed the trail
and had to Spite out two Or three times
and come back and start over. 1t was
slap dark before they all finally got to-
gether over at the old man Billy Rain
ey's and before bed time the preacher
had fixed things up so Joe Pete and
Miss Pinkey could mix clothes hence,
forwards and forevermore as long sa
they live"
The News From Panther Creek.
Andrew Jim Newton went up to town
one day this past week, and Aunt Nam
cy she went with him. On their return
back to the Panther Creek settlement
they drove by and stopped owe at our
house long enough to take outand feed.
Aunt Nancy had a whole passle to say
about the crops and the weather and
the big meetins, and the like of that.
did you git the news about Mort
Skinner fallin in the we'll over Postum
Trot last week ." says the dear delight
full old soul. We never had got the
Jews, and consequentially Aunt Nancy
went On to say
MAN sir, we did have the nost out
doinest confusionment down there you
ever heard tell of perhaps. The big
meetin was goin o. at Bark Log, you
r~ecollect. and Mort he come up drunk
and powerful bad behind on water.
After the last sermont he went out
foolin and fumblin around the well,
and bless gracious the next thing any
body knowed he had fell head foremost
into it. They couldn't tell for certain
whether he was dead or alive, and
didn't stay to see. You know 1 had to
hurry on home and stir round some,
but I told the men folks they better git
a move on and have Mort out quick as
they could for fear he mought Spite the
water" RUFUS SANDERS.