Tazewell Republican. [volume] (Tazewell, Va.) 1892-1919, 1898-06-16
BOlerO XIV, Registered
fENEY WORTHY friend Job Jackson,

hNEY WORTHY friend Job Jackson,
W of Wayne county," said John
Gilbert, the travelling groceryman' mas
n farm that covers great deal OF
Ground. and one Of his fields is known
far and wide as the sinIhole lot, be-
cause almost in the center Of it is bed
Of ouicksand, or a quagmire, or some
thing of that sort, which has been
probed to the depth of so feet without
anv bottom having been found. For
Years Farmer Jackson has dumped all
the spare stone and other solid stu1t
gathered on his farm into that pit, and
his neighbors have done the same with
similar collections from their farms'
but nothing has ever found lodging
place in it so far as soundings have been
able to ascertain. 4 substantial board
fence incloses this rapacious sinkhole'
to keep cattle pasturing in the lot from
walking into 1t and being swallowed
ND. The last time my travels took me
in that neigbborhood I drove over to see
nv friend Jackson. found him sitting
on his front porch, looking very hot and
illustrated, and hopping his face vigor-
ously with his handkerchief.
Hello, Uncle job said I. What has
happened to warm you up SOP
"'John,' said he, after awhile, I don't
know how fur down he will git. but if
YOU ever should go to China and see or
hear of one chasin' red wagons around
the country there, you can make up
your mind it's him.
"This abrupt and to me incoherentre-
mari, rather startled me, but Farmer
Jackson didn't have the appearance OF
q crazy man, and l sought further in
formation.
"Him?' said. Who is him?"
"'Bolero XVI, registered replied
Farmer Jackson.
~ was on the point of telling Uncle
Job that I would drive on to town and
stop when I came back, when 1t seemed
to occur to him that maybe he wasn't
making himself clear to me, and he
said:
"'That blooded Durham bull OF mine.
That's who 1 mean by him. 1 bought
that bull only two weeks ago. He came
we'll recommended as to evenness O.
temper, and the man bought him of
said he was so docile that he'd foller me
anywhere like kitten. think the man
believed all he said about the temper of
that bull, but the chances is that he had
! I
5000 for him and I've been goin out
every day to look at him over the barn
ward fence and feel ticl1led all but to
death over him and over myself for buy
in him. Why, thought most as much
O. that bull as l did O. my new red demo-
crat wagon, and that was the famin' EST
and dazln'cst wagon In this hull blame
peppermint helt!'
"As 1 gathered the facts from Uncle
Jobs fitful narrative, the choice bull
had been on the farm week before he
knew there was a wagon of such san
culinary hue as the farmers new demo-
crat wagon close neighbor to him, for
Uncle Job had housed it in shed on
account of the snow. The snow having
disappeared, Farmer Jackson, on this
very day that l called to see him, had
hooked his team to the red wagon and
started for town. lie drove out of the
shed to the road, and then, for the first
time, the bull was confronted by the
wagon as it rumbIed by, with the full
glare of the sun on its belligerent glory.
The bull had taken this as q challenge
and accepted it. With below that
startled the horses and shook Farmer