The Pascagoula democrat-star. (Pascagoula, Miss.) 1878-1920, 1895-02-08
ghelsmurrat-S Star
SIZE WANTED SOCIETY.
Oklahoma Failed TO Furnish Diversion 10
Col pare With Missouri.

VkianOma Faiicd 10 Furnish Diversion ia
Col pare With Missouri.
A rickety old wagon with a weather.
stained cover drew up in front of a
little crossroads store near the west
line of Missouri, The wagon was
drawn by a pair Of poor, bony mules,
and contained a few articles of house
hold goods, six children and a woman.
The latter sat in front, driving, while
the children were ranged along the
side of the wagon with their heads
poked out under the cover.
"How'r'ye, mister?" the woman ac.
costcd the s%torekceper, who was
standing on the platform in front of
his store.
"very well" he replied. slow are
your
"First rate. Never better, l reckon.
I'm gittin' back to ole Missoury' an
that's enough to make me feel good,
shore"
showing ?" the storekeeper queried.
yep"
"Where FROM"
"Oklyhomy."
"Where to-"
"Missoury."
"Think you like Missouri better
than Oklahoma
.'Bet your hide. Wouldn't live in
Oklyhomy if they'd give mt the hull
layout"
"Don't like it, ell ?"
"Narry."
"Too dry for you 2"
"Meanin' the weather."
"YeS."
"ReckOn not. didn't notice if it
was"
Land poor?"
"No; guess not"
''TOO much wind?'
'Never noticed bout that"
bad water?"
Dunno. Never made no difference
to me bout the water"
"Just didn't like the country In
general, l SUPPOSE"
''Country's all right enough, l guess.
I hain't no kick to make on the land,
nor the water, nor the climate, nor
~po%lin3 rs that cort y
'Then why do you dislike to live
there so much"
cts the society,""
ooh Pretty rough, | rcckon?"
"No; it wasn't tibet | keered for. It's
too tame"
"Why, l supposed it was pretty STIR
ring out there"
"Nothin' gUin' on in society except
now an then a shooting scrape."
"That SOP" No churches, 0 any
thing of that sort?"
ooh, thar's churches enough, but
them amt enjoyment like been used
toall my life"
"lndeed?"
"Narry. Now, take it over thar on
'Possum Ridge, whar l was raised,
an thar you find shore 'nough society
doin's. Why, blame my buttons,
stranger, they don'thave nothin' down
thar in Oklyhomy. | been thar two
years now, an marry society event |
been to the whole time, 'ceptin' once
! went toa hangin'."
''Indced?'
''That's sCuar, mister. Now, over
thar on 'Possum Ridge it's different.
Thar's society doin's monty nigh cver'
night, an body can enjoy life"
"What kind of society dolngs?"
"Wall, a heapo' kinds. Thar's apple
parin's, and wool-pickin's, an pump
kin-cutting's, %an'-say, you've been to
them sort o'doin's hain't you?"
"No; | never had the pleasure"
"Wall, great lan's-goshcn, you don't
know what it is to live, an you've
missed more fun than you could shake
a stick at"
81 presume So"
81 know it. Then thar's the hoe
downs. Talkin' about fun Thar's
whar you find it in great chunks an
gobs. My skin, mister, but feel like
I'd give $40 jest fer chance to shake
my foot to the chune of 1.-THE Little
Brown Jug as old Asa Cobb used n
play it on his old fiddle"
$50 you're going back to Postum
Ridge?:"
"You bet. l hain't got so powerful
many years to live, an while l do live
l want to enjoy life. Then l got six
children to raise, an l want 'em to
have advantages. amt in for lettin'
'em grow up like beathin'. l want 'em
TO have society %raisln', an they shall
have 1t If l have to bust a haimstring
a-given' it to EN-"
"That's right"
"Bet yer pelJ. Wall, far'well. We
must be joggin' on toward the Ian o.
promise, whar thar's society an So
ciety doin's."
To Accelerate Industry.
Detroit Free Press.
The old colored uncle applied to the
druggist for some whisky, not because
he needed it, but because he wanted
it.
"We can't let you have it, uncle.