The Banner-Democrat. [volume] (Lake Providence, East Carroll Parish, La.) 1892-current, 1895-09-21

you UNDERSTAND ZeD ua0&Occu WI hc~
out for ridin the circait with q squealin
chestnut sofrel horse and put him in
to be the preacher of the true church.
But it soon come to pass that the True
church didn't draw like Drury and Zeb
thought It would. Zeb WINS the preach
er and Drnry was the church, and there
they stood. AS time went on they
found out that they want turnin the
Christian world upside down any to
speak Of. SO they held few private
cnssin matches together and adjourned
the mee.in and took out and quit.
Well, as time went on old Drury put
his name in with first one church and
then another till he didn't have no
where to go. He put in with the Pres
byterians but soon got his back up
because they set down to sing and stood
up to pray. He lowed that want in
line with his notions Of religion, SO he
pulled out and quit.
The next thing anybody knowed he
had jined in with the Episcopal church.
but he couldn't stick there six months
He lowed dancin was worse than GUS
sin accordin to his doctrines, and be-
sides that they didn't do nothin in
church but read prayers and sing songs,
and kneel down and git up, and then
git up and kneel down. So he "riz and
fell with 'em'' as long as he could stand
1t, and then dropped out into the cold
world oncst more.
The plain unwashed truth Is that any
church and all the churches was too
good for Drury Griffin. The mainest
trouble with Drury Griffin, you under
stand, was the general all-around GUS
sedness of Drury Griffin. He lived on
to good old age, made plenty of money
and left his folks in good fix. But he
died out of the church and out OF sorts
and out of line with the whole entire
human family. And he died for the
good of his country.
Here lately have seen and heard a
right sharp about the soldier boys trap
sin around and goin off to their sum.
mer camps and drillins. 1t puts me in
mind of Captain Steve Buntin and his
soldier boys, and the Saturday evenin
drillins they use to have. Steve Bun
tin stood reckon about six feet and
three axe handles in his socks, you un
derstand, and covered all the ground he
stood on.
Soon along in durin of the first yeal
of the war the boys over on Long Creel
fell in together and got up a soldier
company they called the Long Creek
Horse Guards, which Steve Bnntin he
was the Captain. They had their reg
lar weekly drillins every Saturday
evenin, and whilst they didn't raise nc
scandlous big lot of fuss and feathers
they meant war and war meant fight
in. and when the time come they fit liks
SO many tigers all the way from Stump
terss battered walls to the famous sp
pie tree.
But started out to tell yon suinethlr
more in partielar about Crptain Stew
Buntln and the drillins him and hi
men use to have. 1t was then in th'
summer time, you understand. and al
the work stoelr ebout the farms wa:
busy peepin through their collars aEt
pullin the plows and wagons. So con
sequentially Captain Buntin and hi
boys had to hook up their brood mare
and ride over to the old field where the,
had their drillin grounds. And natu
rally of course there was a young col
followin along at every mares heels
| The boys had made Steve their Captain
because he stood way up Wonder highe
than they rest and made monstrou
fine appearment on horse. But as t
Steve, he didn't know no more abou
military matters than mule know
about mathematics. He didn't knov
but for general orders, and / recollec
till yet how he use to give them out t.
the boys He needed two to start an,
then two to stop. In orderment to star
up the drillin he would say:
Company attention Ride you
horses"
Then he would ride off ahead an
lead the boys round and round, bacl
and fourth across the old field for hour
and hours. Then by-and-by in order
ment to come to stop he would say
Company - haiti Suckle colts.
But whilst there want no stars an
stripes or fancy triminins on Capital
Steve Buntin, when his country Gale
him in dead earnest he showed dow
like thoroughbred, and l reckin n
doubts the most gonebyest fighters tina
ever raised the rebel yell was the Lon
Creek Horse Guards.
Through the Dark Valley.
| The news come through Aunt Name
Newton from Panther Creek one da
last week to the extent that old ma
Dabny Grayson was dead. 1t want
aaU IL, m xyavs surprisin to me to hea