The Marietta journal. [volume] (Marietta, Ga.) 1866-1909, 1896-06-04
THE TALE OF THE ANIMATED JUG
Told by Captain OHaver, the Prince OF
Wales of She Memphis Police Force.

1
Several years ago. the captain
began, Bill Pryde and I had to go
to Little Rock to appear as witnesses
in burglary trial. One milo this
side of the town Of Carlisle, Ark,
there was freight wreck. The cars
were torn up, and the track was
twisted. There were very poor facili-
ties for clearing the track, and Bill
and saw it sticking out plain that
we would have to stay there in the
woods all day if we waited for the
track to be cleared. We might have
stood it all right, but we couldn't
get anything to drink. So we inquir-
ed how far it was to the next town.
We were delighted to find that Car
Isle was only mile farther. That
was just like having drinks sent up
to your room, and Pryde and I
struck out down the track for the
town.
1--WE walked down the main street
and then up and down all the others
and never place did we see where
a man could get drink. Finally we
inquired of a citizen if there was a
drop of liquor sold in the town. The
man looked uneasy and said, Not
since the local option law went into
! effect. Then we tumbled. After
walking mile we had struck dry
town. There wasn't even any ice
water. Pryde and I were both accus-
toned to looking for blind places;
but, try as hard as we could, we
couldn't find any hole that looked
like tiger. Our mouths were as
dry as bones. The day after local
| option carried in Carlisle the town
well went dry out of sympathy. We
were in despair, when we met a
friend. He opened our eyes by tell
| ing us that we had been recognized.
The story had Immediately gone
around the town that some Memphis
policemen had been hired to come to
Carlisle and run out the blind tigers.
Ten minutes after we struck the
town every blind tiger in the place
was closed as tight as your fist, and
the proprietors had all left the coun-
try.
''Our friend said that while we
were tapping on doors and looking
into stairways some of the good citi-
zens Of the town were quaking in
their shoes. However, he told us
that he would put us on to some
thing. He directed us to a little
frame house in an isolated part of
the town and told us if we would
work the thing right we could get a
drink therein fact, several of
| them.
1--WE joyously started for the little
house and bolted in. There was only
one room SO far as we could see. In
the center was table. On the table
was a jug, bowl of sugar, q pitcher
of water and several glasses. Pryde
and 1 walked right up and were just
going topour out a few fingers when
right before our eyes that jug began
to soar aloft Grab it!' I hollered
/ to Pryde, but it was too late. From
the way the jug hung in the air I
/ thought it must have q string tied
to the handle. In @ second it was
out of sight"
well, pat in tho reporter, "the
| pitcher of water was still there,
WASH t it?"
The captain only INDUCED in q
panied look and continued: "Bill
and I wanted a drink worse than
ever then, for we had smelt it and
almost tasted it. We were almost
wild when Bill was struck by a hap
Ply thought BLOW your breath,
George! Blow your BREATH he ex.
claimed excitedly. found q quarter
in my clothes and laid it on the ia
BILE. You may not believe it, but the
jug came back as if it had dropped
from the ceiling. This time 1 dis
tinctly saw the string tied to the
handle. We poured out our stuff and
were SO thirsty that we did not no.
tice half how bad it was. The rest
of the story is short. Every time we
wanted some more we laid down a
quarter and ehit the jug. After
awhile we thought we and the jug
were good friends, and Pryde sug-
gested that we try and SEQ if we
couldn't work it without putting up
a quarter, just for the fun of the
thing. We voted down that scheme,
however, for we were afraid the jug
might get mad next time and not
come back. Well, when we left we
had fewer quarters, and the jug
WASH nearly SO hard to lift by the
string as it was when we came in. ="
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