Pine Bluff daily graphic., 1895-01-08
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and horses, nurse the baby, churn
 the milk, bring water from the dis tant spring, and play the fiddle for the children If there was a frolic in the neighborhood Bob was in his glory. Nobody could, nor can, to this day, play an old-fashioned "bread- down" better than Bob Tay- Tor Nobody could prompt the set" half so loud or long, nor whirl the buxom lasses through the bewilder- ing measures with half so much en- ergy or grace. He was not married then, and during the campaign he had every eligible girl in the district for d sweetheart. The fresh and beautiful creatures fairly dotted on him, for Bob was good looking, and he had all the soft and sweet things, whic'i girls like so well, right on the end of his tongue And if 1 wf.s not afraid his wife might see this, would say he hash changed much in that respect to this day.
 Ihave it from Bob's own lips that the only time he was ever completely ''sold out" in that campaign was after this fashion:
 Some charitably disposed old mountaineer had loaned him mule to ride According to Bob's deserip- ton it was as weather-beaten and dilapidated quadruped as ever cheated the bone-yard out of it's dues and Bob solemnly swears that as he slowly progressed over the rough and preeipiteus highways q couple of buzzards, with corresponding speed overhead, accompanied him, with their eyes ever askant upoa the melancholy prospect beneath. By and by he rode into a mountain yil- lage. and. observing a number of men laaiIy lounging i'll front of a store. whiting sticks and expector- ating tobacco juice in tine true mount ain fashion, he approached the group and at once concluded to put himself on easy terms with them.
 "How are you, gentlemen? Fine day we arc having"
 There was an indifferent nod and a low gutteral Hi yer" on the part of the crowd. Bob thought he would proceed to break the ice.
 "Gentlemen, this is the finest mule in Tennessee
 Nobody said q word.
 "I say. gentlemen, this is the most remarkable mule in Tennessee, re- peated Bob, with emphasis.
 Not a doubt of it. lows as how he's the most remarkable mule l ever seed, said long cadaverous moon sinner, as he squirted about a yard of tobacco juice on the mules legs by way of impressing his decision.
 "Well, now. my friend, what do you know about muIes?s said Bob, good-naturedly Why do you think this noble courser of mine is re- markable mule"
 "Wall, l see the buzzards have had him, and he's managed to get away from 'em and bring yer in safe.
 Of course that put 'em on Bob, and he at once proceeded to discharge the obligation in a way that forever made him solid in those parts.
 Thus the eanvsss proceeded-Petti- bone making great speeches on the issues of the day and Bob Taylor fid- ding and dancing and having a big time generally-until the Republicans of the district began to wake up to the fact that Bob's candidacy was not the egregious joke they had taken it for They didn't laugh near so loud nor so long at the bare men, tion of it as they did at the outset. The sentiment of the masses was all settling Bob's way, and the Repuhli- can leaders realized that they must stop that fiddle or be hopelessly beaten. So they began to dicker with Bob for joint discussion. Bob said all rght-that a joint discussion was what he had been hankering for all his life; but he modestly informed them that his bank account was run ming low, and that if he should meet Pettibone at widely distant points it would be necessary that a fund be provided to pay expenses. He was assured that would be all right; for the willy Republicans thought q cam paign fund could not be more judi ciously expended than in making a spectacle of Bob on the stump with such man as Pettibone. And it is probable that this is the only in- stance in the entire history Of Amer ica where the campaign expenses were defrayed by the opposite party.
 Finally, the two met at an ap- pointed place, and a vast crowd was present. Pettibone led off in mas terly speech Of an hour When Bob arose and made his way to thestand with that old familiar fiddle under his arm the roof of the house was al-