Owingsville outlook. [volume] (Owingsville, Ky.) 1879-192?, 1896-10-22

"Well," J" said our missing comradt
as he came walking in right in the
middle of the big road, "why don't
you raise the whole country?
amt lost, you chumpsw Sur,
enough, he wasn't lost, for there he
was in the middle of the big road
with magnificent bird in his
hand. 1t was all he had. whats
he got?" we all wondered. Our won
der increased as he approached and
we noticed "A familiar CLINT to its
plumage. What was our astonish-
ment when he threw large fat
Buff Cochin hen at our feet
Boys" he said, while we all laugh
ed heartily, 81 don't propose to
starve," and l believe he was in
earnest about it. "Did you kill lit?'
We asked. No! 1 bought it."
"How much did it cost you?" "Thir-
ty-tive cents" Gee whiz! you got
it from a poor widow, didn'tyou?''
swell, | don't know who she was,
and don't care so l got the hen
All that bothers me is that 1T was
the last cent | had"
A good breakfast was served,
and in the afternoon the chase was
resumed, with fair success. Next
day we started for Blackwater, but
compromised on fine stretch of
water near Devil Creek. 1t was as
glorious as ever the broad light of
heaven shone upon. The stream
wound in and out gracefully round
ing huge rock here and a great
boulder there, and swept on in ma
jestic curves whose CLASSY depths
reflected back the glances of the
tree-tops and the bowed heads of
dropping willows. What is grand
er, swester or nobler than nature is
here in her pristine beauty and
purity?
Here is a romantic spot. The
boat floats peacefully along the
smooth surface and lodges under a
cluster of willows. A band of paint
ed warriors is seen skulking along
under the cliff above. / look up
and there stands tall fair girl on
a rock whose base is kissed by mur-
muring waters. A splendid love
light shines in her bright eyes and
she bushes as she sees her own
lovely image betrayed by the linn
pid stream. A pair of dusky arms
reach out from behind-a scream
she disappears-I spring upon the
bank with dagger il hand-rush
upon the savages stabbing right
and left. / hear a swish-whiz-z-z
and voice says "Here, old man, if
you amt going to catch that fish
just hand me that pole" Once
more the reel sings and a 16-iach
bass is lifted into the boat. The
romance is ended as all romances
and dreams end with the average
bachelor, and the fish bite in ear
nest.
In an hours time we have caught
Is perch and bass. Then the par.
ty divides up, and some continue
angling, while the rest go on wild
turkey hunt. A few turkeys were
sighted, but they were out Of range
as usual. AS we fished along leis-
urely down the river in the evening
twilight approached and We heard
the wild turkeys going to roost. On
the road to camp, of course, every
fellow wanted to try his luck for
turkeys next morning before day
light. But nobody got up in time,
as usual, and they got away.
Sunday, we visited the spot
where Jess Perry rode over the
cliff near Paragon one night last
February. Mr.. Bud Brown, genial
and obliging, showed us over the
ground where jess SO mysteriously
met his fate. He carried a lantern,
but got turned around somehow on
top of the mountain, went down
again, left the trail, took another,
went up the mountain again, took
c by-path which led over the cliff,
and there was the print of the
calks on the horses shoes when he
made the fatal plunge. We looked
down the precipice and it looked
awful enough. The horse had evil
IDENTIFY plunged as though leaping
a ditch, for, on descending a dis
tance of 81 feet, we could plainly
see the marks of his shoes where he
had struck large boulder of sand.
stone. Upon the upper edge OF
this stone the lantern had been
dashed to pieces and we each pick
ed up piece of glass to keep in
memory of the strange fate of jess
Perry. From here horse and rider
had pitched forward over another
cliff l5 feet high, where the bones
of the horse still lay bleaching in a
deep ravine. Eight days afterward
Jess was found several feet above
the horse, with his feet against a
stone and his body supported in a
sitting posture by a moss-grown
log. The body was not cold when
found, which showed that life had
not been long extinct. Twas
strange, wierd, mysterious.
During the remainder of oul
time spent there "Hatton" visited
the Mine Branch cave on the head
of the branch bearing that name
while in quest of wild turkeys. Ii
is an immense cavern, whose depths
have never been fully explored, but
sufficient is known that it is over g
mile in length and it may possibly
contain a precious store of relics
emeralds, diamonds, or vulgar sill
yer or gold. Anyway, we intend t.
stake off claim there next trip W,
make and sound it's bearings.
Time flew only too rapidly ant
Thursday night the President an
nounced that we must pull stake