Pine Bluff daily graphic., 1900-12-30
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 wife wen to milk the cows. After she got through cleaning up everything and put the children to bed she lit her new Christmasl amp and opened the letter and made me read it till time to go bed. The letter was not so long but heap of good advice. She want ed me to learn it by heart Said it would keep me out of deVilment this Christmas. You say l must not chew tobacco, spit on the sidewalk nor cuss. Also 'tis lowdown mean in q man to to drink dfams and fight his wife. want to please you, but don't see how can quit all of this at once. But suppose there is nothing liketrying. I wish you could come ot town and learn some of our city ways and get used to the folks andtheir doings. It is powerful trying at first-~but if you have got the money you will soon catch on. We have all kinds of churches lodges, club rooms and horse stables. where all the folksgo We have a place that we call the cotton exchange. All the cotton buyers, grain buyers, and big men generally go iwsh you
 could come up and seethe big fat fel-
 lows that stay arouni this place.
 There afnt no cottoi nor wheat to
 buy or sell. nothing but little chalk
 marks on a black bard, and the man
 that writes them down says the mark ct is up or down, wlieh makes some of
 the men hurrah, will other suck their teeth and walk ou~ Just such curious
 talk you never herd. They talk about bulls and bears, hs and outs, longs
 and shorts, stradling and edging. It
 all means something and I am getting
 used to t. and bein's you can't come
 up, will tell you how some of them
 look ana What they say. To begin
 with I hiil say that most of them are big faFfeIfoFs and wear powerful fine
 cIothe and sharp aa wedge. All of
 them don buy nor sell, but go to the
 exchrage to learn the market. One
 maf comes soon in the morning, he
 is great big tillopin tollipin fellow
 abut six two, wears fine clothes,
 V iskeps 2 little Frenehy. He used to
 | called Plunger, but heard some
 bf tha others say that few years ago { C lcs q that the man at the Hack #board had chalk left, after all his money was gone. He quit foolin' with tic black board, and since he got an
 other start now sits around and laughs and hollers "hurrah, boys,
 There is another fellow not quite so big as the one just told you about He has don't care particular sort of look. You would think him a friend of the
 poor man and agin the hog, but his present business, well-fed face, and tailor-made clothes deceive his raisin. He used to work in the field next to me. Many time l peeped through the
 rail fence and watched him gently guide Beck through the long cotton rows of a sand hill farm, with his cop eras brooches rolled half way up to
 his knees, feet bare as a fiat iron, all lsdressed up in big fashion It was his pastime to amuse the smaller boys with his cornfield songs, only to be envied by the negroes int he neighbor- hood who said, That old white boy can just make nigger shame his self when it comes to hoierin' We'll Jasper he still pulling the bell cord over the iron wheels of the flying jenny whose speed makes his old, for saken friend Beck" cry like child.
 There comes another fellow, longer and taller than all of the others. He wears chop whskers, hat set on back of his head, has bedding sort of a look. You would think him a giraffe raiser from India, but he is jolly and takes his medicine without whimper. You can always tell when he is doing well as his by-words are, tits just like taking candy from a baby" He then goes out to get a new handle put in his hoe.
 We have another friend who has grown grey inthe business. He is not much on long and short staple, neither hog nor hominey. But if you want sure tip on B F. T. or U. P. preferred he is the man yon are looking for. He ia good natured as you vii see by his warm complexion and post oak smile.
 We have another fat. ehufy fellow that talks with his hands and mouth. He belongs to the church crowd I was telling you about, but the boys say he eoesin at the back door and plays the loards in big town You can al- ways tell when this fellow has been touched. as he, comes around the ex- chanse and begins to tell vou that |