St. Tammany farmer. [volume] (Covington, La.) 1874-current, 1897-05-01

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al ~ People that know
= the records and the
4 history of Rock y
MN N creek and the sdr-
roundin try
y mought maybe won
der for the reasons why, but can pat
my hand in yours to-day. and tell the
truth and nothing but the truth when
say that would -lnortally hate to see
Black Jack Virgins, Of Cyclone Streak.
come acrost with his last load OF poles.
| Over ut the Cress Reads.
Oncst upon time some twenty years
ago, or maybe = little the rise Of that,
me and Black Jack got into tremen-
dius bad fight over at the Cross Roads
one Saturday evenin. No, sir. So fur
rs I know there want any female
curiosity in the case. But there was
American politics and mean whisky
and fre-eatin fools at both ends of the
line.
In them good old days we didn't have
80 internal much party machinery In
the elections. 1t was wide open, free
for-all scrub race, in which the best
man always come down under the wire
first.
That was on a Saturday, you un-
derstahd. and the election was to
come of on the next fo!lowin
Monday. Consequentially the boys
had rounded up at the Cross Roads for
the last final rally before the old cat
lit. white ink" and "sperits-of-cats-
a-fightiD" flowed free and promiscous
till I reckon the old devil went and
picked him out q soft place In some
shady corner to lay down and laugh.
1t did look like the documents" were
comm his way with q rush, and that
was enough to tickle the old scoundrel
beast most to death.
Well, / will not try to tell you'll
couldn't il would-right exactly
when and how the ssorm riz and
brought on that bloody rucus between
me and Black Jack Virgins. Maybe it
was his fault and maybe it was mine.
But this much do know to dead and
buried certainty-me and Black Jack
We had it. up and down and over and
under. And then when the dust cleared
away there was blood and hair and cleo
tion signs on every hand, whilst the
ground was tore up as from . bear
fight.
Hits been no monstrous long ago till
can't exactly remember everything
for certain, but I recollect as fresh
and clear as if it was but only yester-
day that my. wife's. husband did have
to take and tote most tremendous
good beatin from a man by the name
Of Black Jack Virgins, of Cyclone
Streak. The general style and shape
in which Ireturned back to the home
base that night was = plum scandala-
ton on the Sanders family. And the
next mornin when got up and went
to the lookin glass, bless the heavens
II didn't have to stop and turn around
and Tinch myself to be dead certain
whether 1t was me or not. For three
or four days henceforwards after that
couldn't even battle my classic counte-
nance in warm water without sufPerin
the most severest pain, and It was
eomethin better than. . week before I
recovered and braced up sufficient togo
forth oncst moro and face the green
and busy world.
That L0nesoRe HoAely Feeling.
But in the main time garden truck
was ruther scanty and rations had run
down powerful at our house. We had
jest naturally come up to the forks Of
the road-somcthin had to be done, or
somebody had to suffer. The wolf was
scratchin at the back door, and the
pocrhouse doomed mp over the western
hills, as it were.
So in. orderment to settle the meat
and bread question L hooked up the
wagon. and team and pulled out over to
the railroad station after little load of
provisions which had come for me.
And when first driv up who do you
reckon was the first man saw standia \
there-who but Black Jack Virgins, of
Cyclone Streak3 sffFF
- No, didn't turn around and 20 on
back home, with my empty wagon,
Tut I felt a right smart like Mart Mayo
was in regards to the church, had Z
powerful leanin that way.
In SO far back ~ the records run
Mart Mayo never went to meetin but
oncst In his life, and then he was 50
scandlous drunk that he didn't know
where he was goin' till he got there.
He was standin outside by the steps
leaRin up agin the church. when the
preacher come along.
''Do you belong to the church," says
the good man.
Not as anybody knows Of" says
Mart, 'but you will take notice that
have powerful leanin, that way"
Naturally, of course. the railroad sta
ton was a mcnstrous. lonesome lookin |
place to me that day, and never did |
know till then what great gobs of truth j
had been set forth. IN that good old |
sopg-"Home, Sweet Home" But our |
bread and meat was there At the sta
ton, and q hungry man will take his |
in many a clost place in order |
ment to smooth out the wrinkles from |
the brow band Of his brooches. Any
how. faced the music with fear and
t1emblin and driv up and got out and
dropped the traces. looked at Black /
Jack. and Black Jack he looked It me-
mad and steady like.
-Come no me. Rufe, Gays he.
whats the matter now, Black
Jalk 2" says I. /
Lets take leetle .somethin for: .
change Of breath" says he, and with
that he went down in his pistol pocket
and come forth with = bottle Of "white
ink" SO .-s..
Well, ss anybody knows, Ididn't need
NO spkrits th4t day. BIT right then
I felt.like. would ruther take . nibble
with Black Jack Virgins. Of Cyclone
Streak, than any livin mortal man on
The broad bosom Of the whole discov-
cred earth. And / never could tell why,
but il did raley seem to me like that
was the best corn whisky had ever
tasted since the day and hour when I
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