Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1901-05-04

measure tinful after tinful, one by one.
to his unwelcome guests. For having
but one cup to serve with, each took his
turn, all drinking quite greedily. AS
Johnny neared the bottom Of the vessel,
he called out
Marcy, Marcy, what is this here?"
Nothing but mote, Johnny"
"a mote! Hout ava, Marcy, did yer
ever see mote sitting on its hunkers
blinkin wi it's twa ees in yer face?'
and seizing a frog, he twirled it out of
the butter milk to the great disgust
of the imbibers.
Gould ye," he inquired, as Cornwall
lis and his staff rose to go, could We
get a letter for me to my kin-folk in
Ireland?"
mo" said Lord CORVALLIS shortly.
"Ah." said the undismayed Johnny,
NOW, if ye were only my countryman,
Lord Rawdon, surely he would not say
me nae; but would send my letther
across the say"
Let the man co." said the lordship;
hes a fool"
The desire to send letters to his kin
folk was quite the burden Of Johnny
Services song, and led to tricks on his
verdancy and native want Of percep-
ton. Soon after his arrival in Ameri-
ca, he was at Baird's store, drinking
with a number Of others, who had COL
lected for the same purpose, as was a
custom with them. An owl, in wood
near by, began her cry Of "hoot. hoot;
hoot, hoot, too"
whats that?" questioned the newly
arrived Irishman.
1.-THE post horn," said a wag; 'it's
the mail. carrying letters on to Charles
ton"
Johnny relinquished his cup and
started off at full speed, calling to the
supposed mail carrier to stop, as he had
"a letther to send to his kin-folk in the
ould country"
It is needless to say that the wise
bird was above such folly.
Johnny Service is not alone among
his countrymen, in the good things got
ten up at the expense Of their credulity
on first introduction to American man
ners. A trick of old John G., him
self an Irishman, on his nephew, whom
he had sent for and brought over to
this country, I will here insert as a
companion to the story of Johnny Ser
vice and the owl.
The nephew bore the same name of
his uncle. A day or two after the
young mans arrival, old John G.
took him out to walk in the woods, and
made good the occasion to lecture the
new conner on his behavior in the
strange country.
Now" said the uncle, there are
fruits in this country ye have never
seen. They are real good to ate, but
We will nae like them at first, but ye
must learn to ate them or folks will
laugh at ye. There's wather millions,
very good to eat. They grow on vine
like a gourd. And apples-they are
very nice. Yell get fond Of them d.
rectly. They are round like balls and
grow upon the limbs Of trees. Ye must
learn to ate all these things"
Look here, Uncle" says young John
C., "are these apples?" pointing
to a persimmon tree, he espied nearby,
filled with green fruit.
Yes, mon, jump up the tree and try
one; yel nae like them to begin, but
soon yell be fond of them."
Young John climbed up the tree,
10, ~ n
resolutely chewed it up.
boy. boy.' called the uncle from be-
low. what are ye whostling about?'
I'm nae whostling, uncle" quoth
young John, 1.-The apple has drawn my
mouth up So"
After the war, General Lacy, John
Adair, afterwards Governor Adair, of
Kentucky, and Johnny Service were
elected to the general assembly. The
name of the latter was put up as joke.
and the people elected him for fun. He
was highly elated at this honor, and
wrote a letter to his kinfolk, telling
them he was elected to the House Of
Lairds."
Poor Johnny was not allowed to
serve, though; for John Adair. when
they went to Columbia to take their
seats, moved that Service should not be
allowed a seat, as he was non compos
mentis. and explained the circumstan-
ces of his election. The motion was
carried, and Service. to the day of his
death, never forgave Adair; and no
wonder, for not being permitted to sit
in the House Of Lairds."
81 will close this desultory number
with a ghost story Of which the above
John Adair was the hero.
General Adair was returning home
one night, accompanied by his body SER
want, both on horseback. Their way
was by a graveyard. Egyptian dark
ness reigned, relieved now and then by
flashes of lightning. The gloom of the
night increased. and the lightning be-
gan to flash in quicker succession; but
the general was glad of the frequency
of the lightning, as a glimpse thus
gained of familiar objects by the way
side, assured him that he was still on
the right road, while without the lurid
light he could not have seen his hand
before him. The rain had somewhat
abated, when above it's still pattering
drops. his ears caught the sound Of
moaning, accompanied by a harsh,
grating noise. He checked his horse
to listen, and a flash Of lightning re-
vealed the immediate vicinity Of the