Hopkinsville Kentuckian. [volume] (Hopkinsville, Ky.) 1889-1918, 1896-12-11
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arm and stand the sleeperNon his feet
and give him rhove towar% the door
we miss him sorely and arieve ior
him with a sorrow akin to stSe. OF his
ogn dear ones. Born and Feared IL
affluence. misfortune in his last days
claimed him for her own. # IS
comfort to usand a far greatSr one
10 his family to know that mp dis
honor stained his soul, and tAat OF
| the memorial stone that marBs M
i srrave, osrrs ID truth be carved this hi
| facet: THE noblest work of God--ar
Since hst we met our good FRIEND
lama, ,ootnrade, w. A. Lowry, ha
crossed the river and solved the mys
teries of eternity. Not SO old a mem
Der in point of service as Garnett, bu
! loved. honored and respected by all o.
us. 1t seems cruel that comrade:
should thus part, and ties be sundered
b7 the ruthless hand of Death, but il
is Gods viii, and we well know that
| soon we, too, shall cross earth,s vale
and rest where, in His providence, we
ought to rest. :,
The men sit in circle in the bril-
liant moonlight around the blazing
fire. az write and recall these sad
memories. fainter is an accom-
plislied musician, and the tender
strains from his banjo rise and float
on the air with that music of David,
which could calm the turbulent soul
of Saul.
1t swells and spreads on Jefferson's silver
Ills sweet at midnight on the blue and moon
To hear the song and oar of Adria's Condo
By distance mellowed DER the waters
sweep.
Oh! the music of that boy, as with
soulful face and masters hand, he
touches the chords of his banjo. 1t is
now sad and melancholy as the last
notes of the dying swan, again fierce
aud vindictive, as the storm Gods
wrath, and anon weird, sad and plain
tive as the strains of an Aeolian harp,
when touched by the signing breath
of Zephyr.
After this let us sleep; and the fray
tomorrow.
Monday, November l6th-Up early
this morning, and off to make the
drive beyond the Murphy house, four
miles away. Pendleron and Warner
alone, as White is sick to-day. At the
far end of the drives the dogs reused
two does: One of them passed Brad
ley, who fred both barrels, but she
went on. Another doe came and
faced Mr.. Parrish; he fired charge
of buck and ball full at her breast. He
says that she fell over backwards
with all her feet pointing to the sun,
but before he could get around
through the brush to her she had
gone. Yet another doe the faithful
hounds ran by fainter, who fired
once at her while passing, and on she
went to Catlett, whose stand was in a
thicket of cane, bushes and fallen
trees, but Addison killed her at the
first shot. A very pretty, fat young
doe
Warner followed one pack through
the woods until they came back
bloody, from having caught and
killed doe wounded by Bradley.
Before he could get them back and
locate the dead deer they jumped
big buck, which went to the Missis
sippi river, and onto Ozark island
where the dogs, most Of them, were
still running when he rode for camp.
Moved back and made the famous
drive-which never fails us-between
the old levee and the river. In front
of Shields abandoned house Bradley
was standing. He was about thirty
feet from the levee gazing into the
drive, when hearing noise he looked
around, and large buck and doe
were passing between him and the
levee. They were not more than
twenty feet. He fired from his left
shoulder and knocked the buck down,
he got up and again he foorsd him;
then, hastily putting in two cartridges,
he fired twice at the doe and knocked
her down, but she got up and made
away. In the meantime the buck had
arisen and gone short distance, and
fallen again. Not another cartridge
had Bradley. But he went down to
the buck and stood near until he ex-
pired. This was very large five
point buck, and his antlers shall be
for generations an heirloom in the
Doctors family. Another drive across
to the Military road, and again Brad
ley marched serenely to the front,
killing fawn at long and beauti.
full shot in front of the hounds.
Every thing comes to him who waits.
Capt. Pendleton and Catlett in the
drive fired some long shots at deer to
encourage the dogs to run. This has
been a beautiful day, and we have had
lovely hunt. Travelled over twelve
or fifteen miles of ground, and the
hounds running all day. We came
home late and tired, but our reward
was there, for John Black, our cook,
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