Tazewell Republican. [volume] (Tazewell, Va.) 1892-1919, 1899-03-30
OWENS HARD LUCK HUNT.
His Dog, Lleyvellen, Made a Mistake
About Rabbit, and Owen
Went Into Retirement.

Owen Owens, Esq, as he takes great
pride in being called, drove into town
and made his first appearance for three
weeks at the post Office. Mr.. Owens is
prominent citizen of this farming
community, being, according to his own
statement, sprung from mans an fam
lily from Wales who wass settle Rem
sen bout now century-half ago." and
as his usual custom is to come to town
at least every other day, no matter
how deep the roads are drifted. there
had been much speculation over his
long absence. Therefore, when he did
appear there was a general hail of:
"Wa'al, Owen Owens, Esqui-er, what's
ben ailin' YEP"
Owen took off his big fur cap and
scratched his head with sad express
sion.
Plenty troubles, plenty troubles"
he said.
whats wrong? Wife amt sick, is
she?"
mo. no. She all right"
Owen took long breath and looked
at the circle of surrounding faces.
well, tell you all about it an you
make laugh by it, only 1 don't make
so much laugh, whatever. 1t wass all
by fault my dog Llewellyn. Nice birds
dog, Llewellyn; part s'eep an hound
an somewhat you say-mongrll, but
he frs'-rate on mus'rat an woodchuck
an chase rabbit JUS same as other two
of it. There wass fellow from city
stay by my house for week an pay
boardin' while he make huntin' round,
an when he 60 way he leavin' his gun
am some powder-shell an tell me for
use him, an he come again pretty soon
some few day. So say:
"Here pretty good chances for cheap
hunt, SO guess take him.
"Well, get Bob Hughes an we goin',
Bob WASN'T have no guns, but carry
a bags for games. He say maybe he
hit him with bags if WASN'T bag him
with guns. He JUS make that for little
joke, look you. Well, we go long out
by my brus' lot an goin' by brus' heap
when Llewellyn make loud barks an
out go rabbit by stump-an' white tail
wavin' JUS like he wavin' on his hand
chekuff-pockets for me like sayin':
SCOT away, Owen, SCOT away Way he
go bounce over leaf an ground, an I
thinkin' charge amt cos me nuthin'
SO, by gos', anyway let fly it, on'y I
forget for make aims. Make good deal
noise, tho, whatever, an do somethin'
pretty hard on my right soldier, I tell
you. Well, Llewellyn he chasin' rab-
bits an Bob Hughes he chasin' Level
len, so rub soldier an chasin' Hughes,
an pretty soon we all catch him, on'y
he go under stones pile. On far side
stones pile wass big log an brus' heap,
an Llewellyn he in by there scratch an
bark, tell you. say:
bob, gat ready bags-I crawlin
by Llewellen an SCOT him rabbits
$50 I crawl by log an make aim in
thick part, little head of Llewellen, an
let fly it both barrel by one times. Wass
big noises, tell you, an smokes an
soldier hurtin', so I roll off logs an
rabbit runnin' right from under me,
an he turn color to white an blacks
an 1 see rabbit change himself for
skunks, an by gos', anyway I have
pretty bad luck, whatever.
81 don't know what come by first
rabbits, but Llewellen he make jumps
an shake skunks till he smell him
self for three weeks. Well, Hughes he
skin skunk, SO he pretty bads too, an
we thinEin' we best for goin' home.
So we comm pretty close by wood
s'ed's door my womans she came run
min:
"My grassious me! wass never
hear such smells You spoilin' rniIks,
skim cheese an butter. You go out
back barn an stay in
"WelI, me an Bob, we got to run
pretty quicks now. tell you. an then
we smash up onion an rub ourself,
both Two of him. with a onions Juice.