The Bolivar bulletin. (Bolivar, Tenn.) 1888-1946, 1896-06-05

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till if they was to fall in the creek and
| git drownded they would float up
stream for pure cussedness-a general
mixtry of pizen human nature and
variegated meanness = and there you
are, as the man says in the play.
A Bad "FamiIy Rucus.'
About the most marvelsome thing
in this round created world to me is to
take notice of what tremendous big
mess some people can stir up out of
measly little troubles and tribulations.
For the good name and honor and
| glory of Rocky Creek I do rally hate to
| tell it. But the truth is mighty and
bound to leak out, and here lately we
have had the dadblamdest and most
gonelyest family rucus and confusion
| ment goin on in the settlement that
ever went down into ancient history.
If somebody's dog had but only
sucked the egg that brung forth the
chicken, which is now old Misses Clan
cy's speclxled hen-or if the railroad
train had but only run over the spotted
hound dog which broke up the speckled
hens nest down by the cow pen gate
the Clancys and the Wigginses mought
be good friends to-day, and the whole
entire settlement would be better off,
But in them days it came to pass that
old Misses Clancy had set her speckled
hen on 16 eggs down there by the cow
pen gate. That very night old man
Billy Virgins fine spotted hound dog
which he could run forever and then
turn to buckskin," to hear Billy Wig
gins tell it--he was perusin around in
the still and solemn hours, and then
when the risin sun painted a bobtail
flush acrost the eastern Sky, as it were,
the old speckled hen she was still set
tin down there by the COW pen gate
on hatful of shells but marry egg.
Consequentially old Misses Clancy
went down to the cow pen that mornin
singin some lively little snatches from
''Amazin Grace" and "Abide with Me-"
Put on her return back to the house
she come weepin and wailin and smash
in her teeth. She was mad, white peo-
ple--ravin, bilin, foamin, furious mad
mad with everybody in general and
anybody in particlar that would own
suckegg dog. Yet still she didn't go
down there and tie any strings to the
speckled hen to break her from her
nest. Instid of that, when the sun went
down and the gold of evenin met the
dusk of night onct more, you under
stand, that speckled hen was hoIdin
forth at the same old stand-down
there by the cow pen gate-settin on
one egg, "and hit chock full of Rough
on Rats"
"It don't make a blessed bit of diff
ference with me who owns the dog,
1 will put the mortal fixments on him
tonight" says old Misses Clancy that
evenin in tellin mother about the gen.
eral circumference of the calamity.
sixteen fresh eggs amt nowheres to
a hongry dog, but when he makes it
seyenteen I'll lay he will have plenty
and some to spare"
Bright and early the next mornin old
Misses Clancy she lit out and went down
to the cow pen gate to see if it had
come topass. It had. The speck1ed hen
was settin on marry egg. The dog was
dead.
81 lowed he would have plenty and
some to spare when he counted seven
teen," says the old lady in talltin around
amongst the neighbors. 'He didn't tote
the last egg more than 20 feet before he
was took down with mighty hurtin.-
I'll be blest if he didn't throw up every |
thing but his tail, and made it fit |
tremendous loose"
Well, that spotted hound dog be- |
longcd to the Wigginses, whilst the |
speckled hen belonged to the Clancys. |
And between the two they brung on
that bad family rucus
Their Double Breasted Compliments.
The next time them two plain old fe-
male women met up together it was at |
a singin match over at Bark Log church. |
Naturally, of course, they brung up the
dogs, which the more they discussed, |
the faster they talked, and the hotter
they got.
In the general run of that furious
confabulation Misses Virgins called
Misses Clancy everything she could lay |
her tongue to except gentleman and
a scholar, and the old lady Clancy she
the fire with her double
breasted compliments.
About the next news we heard was
to the extent that two yearlin boys had
got up the question of speckIed hens
and spotted dogs at school one day. 1t
would seem like Gus Virgins had final
ly at last jumped on Pate Clancy and
give him one of the most severest chas-
tisements that white boy ever toted
out of these woods.
Whereas, when Gus Virgins come
by the Clancy place that evenin on his
return back from school the speckled
hen had quit her nest, but old Misses
Clancy she was settin down there by
the COW pen gate-settin, bless your
life, and settin for Gus.
am sorry didn't come along there
in time to see the classification between
the old lady Clancy and Gus Virgins.
But life as we live it in this vain and
aeetiu world is full of sorrows and dis !