The Bolivar bulletin. (Bolivar, Tenn.) 1888-1946, 1897-01-01
SUBSCRIPTION: sl.0o Per Yea

pair of new coperaS breeches for SUM-
day." Brit went on, sand along indTrin
of the week I had took and swapped .
right tolerable good fiddle to, Lum
HaDlSins for a long tail black coat-a
reglar Winchester, as Aunt Liza Raj
born use to say'-and six bits to boot.
That want no rale, genuine, store
bought coat, you understand. From the
best of my recollection I reckon Lum
Hankins must of got it made outen one
of his mothers old black dresses. But
Ut any rates it was reglar calf wiper
wind splitter and earth sweeper. But
the general style and cut OF my shirts
was so internal broad and long and
full and bountiful like till burned if
had room enough to wear one with
nv coperas breeches-which they did
fit me as snug as bug in q rug-and
there I was, as the man says in the
show.
$50 when Christmas come-it was
warm and windy winter day--I clunl
into my red leather shoes and them
coperas breeches. pulled on my long-tail
black coat and buttoned it up tight
and clost in front so nobody couldn's
tell for certain that / did't have no
signs of such garment-tied lovely
red handkerchief around my neck
put on my hat and sprinkled few
cinnamon drops on my hair-hooked
ur my little steer, Brindle, 10 the cart.
and lit out for Huckleberry Ridge with
the higgins and the fixments on.
''Say, Rufe, don't you remember that
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hledy-legged steer, which I called his
name Brindle, and which / driv over
to Huckleberry Ridge that Christmas
day? Well, man, sir, Brindlc went
all the gaits and worked anywneres,
single or double, and then he would nlso
do his level durndest to eat up every
thing in sight-from a hay stack to
cord of gum stumps.
"a Mighty Scatteration."
ssyvhen driy up to the front gate at
old man Larry Benton's that Christ
mas mornin, by gollys, I was feclin
like four-year-old shod all around.
with packs in every foot. Right then
didn't give continental duIn if the
creeks all run up stream and meat
was goin at four bits pound. / lit
out, I did, and roped Brindle 10 the
palms. BY this time the girls had
caught sight of me and here they come.
They were all monstrous glad to see
me, and was more than proud to meet
with them oncst more. In my bold and
reckless and ondifferent way ] then
leant up agin the gate, whilst the girls
they clustered around me like bees
al ound molasses jug, and we pitched
in to have a reglar Christmas confabu-
lation jest amongst us gals, as it were.
Everybody was havin sich q fclonious
good time till couldn't take notice
of anything but the female generation.
BY and by the girls they got to gigglin
and goin on at scandlous lick. And
me, like d-burned idiot. thought
was all because Christmas had come
oncst more, whilst the air was full of
slusic and the turkey i'm the pot. About
that time / felt somethin BLOWN his
warm breath on the back of my neck,
and when turned round to see what
was goin on, durn my cats if Brindle
hadn't chawed out full section of my
long-tail coat, right up and down the
hack from collar to hem. Right about
then high west wind sprung up be-
hind, and jest naturally shucked oil
my coat and blowed it clean out into
the middle of tha big road.
'sNow, white people, if anybody ever
heard tell of a tremendous confusion
mcnt and mighty scatteration, we had
it right over there on Huckleberry
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girls they blushed and laughed and
screamed and made a dash for the house,
whilst l lit into my cart, poured the
whip to Brindle and we burnt the wind
for home"