Savannah courier. (Savannah, Tenn.) 1885-1979, 1895-04-18

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an. But, Lord! what be l a-sayin'?
want Susan that got the wust of it,
cause Susan want home that night.
She was down to Parks clearin', five
mile, Parks havin' come up q tearin'
that day, an asst her if she wouldn't go
back with him, his Sally Ann bein'
sick, an Susan jest went, warnin' me
TO keep an eye on things an not to let
anything git away. So twas me, an
not me an Susan that got the wust of
1t that night Why, there amt no
more doubt than there is that I'm
twistin' this willer twig this minute
that If Susan had ben home nobody'd
got the wust of it but the wolvesl
'Stoundin', womanl 'Stoundinl
Yes, sir. Cows was cows in those
days in the wildernest. The highest
neighbor we had was the Parks, five
mile, an the next was Benson's, seven
mile, with nothin' but woods an bar
an wolves an painters betwixt us.
That COW OF our'n was one Benson had
got way down on the West Branch, an
he had led her more'p forty miles
through the woods to git her to his
clear:n', which was big un an old un
for them days, Benson havin' ben
there five years when me an Susan
come down from York state, chopped
a hole in the woods, and put up our
log cabin. That was our weddin
trip, too, mind ye! That COW that Ben
son fetched up from the West Branch
made three cows for him, an that was
an amazin' drove. fer one man to hev.
He was a reg'lar cattle king.
Benson was good man, an you
better b'lieye that there was a j'icin
time on that little clearin' of our'n
when | made diclxer with him in the
way O. chopin now an then fer him,
and he turned the COW over to me, an
l led her home. Not only the COW, but
u new calf at her sidel Now mabbee
we want rich! A COW an a calf, log
cabin We could see through most any
where, an three-acre clearin'! Rich?
/ should say so! Richer, | bet you,
than many ore is nowadays ez has
farms they can't walk around in day,
an cattle on thousan' hills! Cause
we was happy, me an Susan was, down
there in the wildernestl We didn'te
hev no pastur', an we didn't hev no
feed nor fodder fer our COW 'cept
browse cut from the trees, but we KEEP
her goin' fust rate on that.
"Now, if I'd toll Susan was goin
togit the COW an calf from Benson,
she'd up an said:
'Nothin cept news from home
could be better news than that, Mos
esr She alluz called me Moses, cause
Cuthbert want no sort of name to be
in the wildernest with. 'Nothin' 'cept
news from home could be better news
than that, Moses, but fore you fetch
'em over, you jest shake up barn o.
some kind to put 'em in. There's too
many bars an wolves an painters
lookin' fer setch meat as that to hev it
layin' right open fore their eyesP
'.Susan'd, said that, or sumpin' like
it, sures yer born, cause she was SO
astoundin', but wanted to s'prise her
with the COW an the calf, an was so
anxious to git 'em that I never thought
nothin bout no barn, nor no bars nor
no wolves, nor no painters. | was just
thinkin' bout Susan, AN how glad
she'd be. An she was, tool She cried,
an hugged me, an said:
"eNow il jist had only a little news
from home don't think Heaven could
be much nicern this here clearin'g
.Susan want homesick, mind ye'
But her mother was old and poorly,