The Van Buren press. [volume] (Van Buren, Ark.) 1859-1914, 1896-06-27

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 l 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 brrng forth the
chicken, which is now old Misses Clan
cy's specified 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 specified
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 huclsskin," to hear Billy Wig
gins tell 1.-THE 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,
SNa nj Il Ill hp eft n T.
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
smgin 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-
plc-ravin, bilin, foamin, furious mad
mad with everybody in general and
anybody in particlar thr would own
Il sucliegg 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 eyenin met the
dusk of night onct more, you under
stand, that speckled hen was holdin
forth at the same old stand-down
there by the cow pen gate-settn on
one egg, land hit chosk full of Rough
on Yhts."
at don't make blessed hit of diff
ference with me who owns the dog,
| will put the mortal fiXments on him
tonight" says old Misses Clancy that
eyenin in tellin mother about the gem
eral circumference of the calamity.
sixteen fresh eggs amt nowheres to
hongry dog, but when he makes it
seventeen I'll lay he win 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 1t had
come to pass. 1t had. The specllled 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 talliin around
amongst the ncighbors. Gle didn't tote
the last egg more than 20 feet before he
was took down with n mighty hurtin.
I'll be blest if he didn't throw upevery-
thing but his tail, and made It fit
tremendous loose"
Well, that spotted hound dog be-
longed to the Wigginses, whist the
spcekled hen belonged to the Clancys
And between the two they brung on
that bad family rucus.
Their Double Breasted Compliments.