The Kosciusko star. (Kosciusko, Miss.) 18??-1898, 1895-08-23
A KENTUCKY FEUD.
An Entertaining Story of Life i'm
the Blue Grass State, by \
the Authorsa "a + Il
Kentucky Col A%
Onel."

Often has he been seen at the
theatres, tall, long-haired, dignl-
fed; women have looked wonder
inglv at him, and in the rotundas
of the hotel people have asked:
"who is that man." He carries
his head high, as if lookidg for
some one in the hills; the move
ment of his body bespeak great
strength, and yet his football is al
most as soft as the spongy tread OF
cat. At any sudden noise he
wheels about with his chin up. His
name is "Doc" Sizemore, and his
earliest memory is an afternoon
when he lay behind los. with his
father waiting for one OF the High
towers to show his head in the TIM
Der across the ravine. He is the
only survivor of a kentucky teud.
And how fondly does his mind
cling to the rude shocks of his ear
Ilv home, the thicket wherein his
people lay upon their guns, the
spring under the hill, once redden
ed by the blood of an uncle.
A few years ago he came to Chi
cago. He saught wilderness he
said. in which he might be alone.
But men marked him, branded
him an oddity, strove to peep at
his life-not that they cared tol
him. but that they were seeking a
relief from the strain OF
fevered existence, striving attel
l something new. He did not will
: resentment turn upon this curiosl
J tv. knowing not the ways OF
city. he fancied that rudeness mus
! be a part of its life And so HI
formed acqualntances.
: The other night he came mt
: the club with afriend. Among tn
l. company was an Englishman, OE
y on the politeness shown him. tn
l. care taken to entertain hhm, I
rs had looked with cool indifference
y he had yawned at an ''old timers
y story of the great fire--surely
$ daring impertenance in Chicago
e. and with pardonahle weaflne
p turned a chilly shoulder towards
ol blank verse recitation. But Wh'
NJ NJ this ong-haired, strange lookl'
ia man was introduced, the Britt'
Ee folded his reserve his boorlshne
ifit be nearer the truth and tuck
I' I it away,
ii, "Ah. did | understand that y
al are the only survivor of a ho
,a' tuclly feudo" he asked.
ne ii don't know what you und'
stand. Sizelnore answered. 'll
is what ! said
.Ah, dare say
$50 do |. -
But tell m@. what am ] to =
derstand by a kentucky fe''d''
'' II don't know what you are
understand by 1t.
"Ah. dare say.
$50 do l." ..
en- "But really" said the E.nSl''
ma, man 81 would like to know son
nes thing about it have hecn IN t
GU country SIX weeks, you know q
the am rather familiar with Aneri(
er- life. but must confess that &c
ing understand the nature OF 4 1e
by I ran across none in New 10
YOU know. But they told me t
ate nearly everybody was out ct toy
and that was probably the reas
age Sill | know what a feud must
the The Scotch used to have them.
one time they were quite t2shi
cks able in the highlands. Tell
about your f,sed. "
nks Eyes. if YOU honestly want
and hear about it. IT began owe
tate fiddle string. You see, my gfa
Wis father. when he was a young
low was at dance one night
en- fiddle string broke. Oh cot
ess. everybody knew that fiddle str
of vas. hound to break. yet no
ern thought to bring an extra G
be Well, it was necessary to S
ent. some one to store six miles az
nds away to get another string d'
ma know anything about the soc
'ple in your country, but away on
n. Kentucky the man that goes a