The Marietta journal. [volume] (Marietta, Ga.) 1866-1909, 1898-11-03
CARVE DAT POSSUM,"
A FINE FEAST,
Maj. McCollum Entertains at
a Barbecue
THE McRAE FISHING CLUB.
Chattanooga Atlanta and Marietta
We're Represented by Number
Of Citizens.
THE McRAE FISHING CLUB.

The invitation to attend ''pOssum
and later" feast at Major J. L. McCol-
lum's palatial home was attended
Thursday afternoon last by about sixty
five persons. The barbecue was given
complimentary to the remnant of
Necklaces Fishing and Hunting Club, !"
of which the Major is member. and
which fourished in the days when
Gen. McRae was Superintendent of the
w. & A. r. R.
Chattanooga and atlanta both sent
large delegation of distinguished
guests, while Marietta had number
of her citizens present.
When the guests arrived, the pit on
the west side of the house was smoking
with the juicy meats of 'possum, mutton
and pork. A long table was stretched
! in the grove, on the right entrance of
the premises, and on this table was
served one of the most sumptuous
feasts of good eatables that it has been
our good fortune to partake of in many
day.
There was barbecued mutton, pork
postum, Brunswick stew, pickles, Gel
cry, bread, cakes, &c, and hot coffee
and sparkling water.
Judge Spencer r. Atkinson, State
| Pailrood Coo,o,;c,;o,o. $40. .A
master, and most happily and tiuently
filled this difficult position with pleas
ure and agreeabeness to all DR.. J.W.
Baehman, of Chattanooga, in prayer
OF grace ibld thanksgiving, invited Gle
Divine blessing upon the assemblage
after which the "destruction" of the
excellently prepared barbecued meats
followed.
A number of toastS were called for,
and the first was from Rev. DIR. J. w.
Bachman, pastor of the First Presby-
terrain Church of Chattanooga, in
poem that paid tribute to Major J. L.
McCollum, the host. We give the poem
as follows:
Don't know McCOllum?
Where you at" all these days,
That you don't know Nc
And his wonderful ways?
There isn't much of him
In muscle and bone,
But keep an eye on him;
He's way Of his own.
They tried hard to kill him
| Endurin' the war;
But after four years,
He got only scar.
When the shooting was over.
And Nc. kept livin',
Some doctor gave notice
To fix up for heaven
But Nc, wouldn't DO it,
For he said his friends here
Were as good as he wanted
Any time of the year.
The fact is, he said,
The truth he wouldn't hide;
He wasn't very certain
About the other side.
No. McCollum won't die,
nor ne won't grow Oh
He's going to stay with us
The blessed, good soul.
He's wonderful fellow
To gather his friends;
And it's eating and talking
Until the day ends.
Sometimes it is turkey,
Sometimes it is ham;
Sometimes it is oyster,
And again it is clam.
But his raisin' makes sure,
With man Of his mater"
Somewhere in the menu,
| You'll find "possum and later"
If "pOssum and later"
Will make men so grand,
Lord, scatter the grub
| All over the land.
For one thing Pm anxious,
| And you ought to be, too,
1t will govern the future
OF each one Of you.
When it does please McCollum
To leave off this livin',
We want him to go straight
To the angels in heaven.
For sure as you're born,
| He'll give Peter no rest,
Till he lets in the last
OF his friends with the blest.
He'll say it's not heaven
If his friends are not there,
And if he don't let them in,
He'll go out where they are.
His heart is so big,
And his nature so kind,
He won't rest in heaven
And leave us behind.
Here's health to you, Nc,
! When you reach the last night;