Sequachee Valley news. (Sequachee [Sequatchie], Tenn.) 1896-1952, 1901-10-31
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shown bright, a big snow on the ground
rain pouring down an the woods on Gre
such was the day when Lydside was tc
elope wiki DR., Fogg Mr.. Mogg was
scraping the snow of the stove wood
him and them gals had cut for winter.
Some was putting sweet tators in cool
place to keep them from treezin, some
maxim the old spinnin wheels bum.
| some weayin, an the ole man sent Lyd-
side TO the woods to put tho fire out, an
IL was jest the hour anyway sue was to
start to the Hoodoo River. WHAT good
luck, she said TO herself as she was
nearing the fiery woods, an as she en-
tered the woods she looked back an see
in all OF EN- at work she said 'Goodbye
pap and nam an sisters, I'm gone, 90
ing to be the DR. S wife, pop but she
spoke it mighty low like she bid ali
goodbye but didn't want EN- 10 hear II,
An She reached the place on Huodoo an
SHE seed no one there, and her mind was
roaming when 10, she heerd a voice
say little low like us that you, Lyde-
side, an turnin around she seed il was
her lover Yes it is me-" Well, lest
come to the log below, deer, he said, an
when she got across Hoodoo that was
another happy meeting, an after they
got done huggin an kissin an tollin each
other how-de-do, they walked down the
river about a quarter and woe behold
she saw four horses an two men dress
ed we'll, an she stopped, Come on"
he said, it's the preacher, he's goin to
marry us, an that other man is the wit
ness, an I've got the license" But my
dress, she said. "Oh that's all right
| explained to them how you we're to
come, aid they walked up to them an
the DR.. introduces Lydside to the men,
an the preacher colled for the license
an the DR.. gives it to him, an he axes
them to jine right hands. They did an
the preacher he fixes them up by sayin
will you obey him an love him an no
other man as long as ye live" Sc, an
she said yes" An he axes him the
same an be said yes" an the DR.. he
puts a ring on her finger, kissed her
hand an all of EN- got on the bosses an
lit out, 1875 miles to 60 The men had
brought grub enough TO do EN- back to
town. Cuba was fine little town an
Lidside was delighted at the thought of
spending her days thar.
Mr.. Mogg was the first to miss Lyde.
side. He went talking to hisself, 81
seed her goin in here, she passed by
this, she may have got burnt up" He
looked way ahead OF him an seed lit
tie piece of paper tied to line hangin
down in about three feet of the ground.
This was a dim path which she knowed
they travelled ever day after pine knots
for kindlin an she knowd they would,
Mr.. Mogg took the bit of paper down
an it read Dear Papy an Many an
Sisturs, goodbye. Pap, while any of
you are reading this note the Dr., Mr..
Hogg, is your son-in-law, and | be his
wife. If you want to write to me address,
your letters to Mrs DIR. Hogg. By-by
till you come and see me-
The old man looked at it and draped
an his eyes were fulled of anger an he
yelled to the old woman Bring me the
muskit. May be can catch her. No,
darn her, she aint buretu ] wish she
was, an not wal ting for the gun lit at a
death rate tor the river run up an down
four or i've miles an didn't see her, lit
out Tor Waller Holler ten miles further
thinking she might be there, goin with
all his might in dim path a rabbit
jumped up before him and kept ahead
for half mile en- he gained on that
rabbit and he yelled to the rabbit EFF
yer don't get out of the way l will run
over you" The rabbit sorter side
tracked ana Mr.. Mogg flew by. Went
to Yaller Hollow, she wasn't there, lit
out for home, when he got in sight of
home blazes of fire were running out of
his eyes. 80 she's gone, old woman,
she's gone an married that internal ole
doctor that you brought here when |
was sick. He is thief, taken advan-
tage of me while / was sick, | wish |
may drap stiff dead in a minute if |
don't kill both of them on first sight
now see if l don't. Now we jest got IS
gals now. | wish may drap stiff ded
in mint if that amt the last one ev-
er'l get out of my sight, now see if it
amt"
For a week the old man was so sore
he could not walk. He talked out of
his head of days an talk9d in his sleep
of nights. When he got so he could
walk he called everyone one them gals
up to him an SEES: "Now, gals, / am go
ing to shoot the whole top of your head
off flyer ever git so yards away from
me. will show you that you will stop
margin Hoggs, Foggs and Soggs. Fust
thing know yer'll be margin Dogs,
No yer won't neither, bekase another of
you will never get chance. | will
stay with this musket over yer till
doomsday and if yer ever start to run
will put these - darn buckshot into yer
wish may drap stiff dead in a min
u tie if don't. Now see if don't"
This charming story will be continued
in next issue. DoFETCHIT.