Hopkinsville Kentuckian. [volume] (Hopkinsville, Ky.) 1889-1918, 1901-08-09
A Hunt in the fountains
By

ALLEN OWEN, Tom GRESHAM, Sr.
MARCUS MILLS, Tom GRESHAM, Jr.
BEN TALENs, DAWSON BLEDsoE.
Away back during the winter
nights, among few of the boys,
hlnt was planned, and the origina-
tor now lies beneath the gumbo soil
of western Texas.
Poor boy he was never allowed
to take the hunt with us. But the
final touches OF preparation we're
being given when Dick died
So the party leftfor the mountains
any way. Aud fun, fun, fun, we
did have. Not a shadow to mar
our pleasure, except the death of
our leader. Game was plentiful
and fishtabounded. The company
was composed of, Marcus Mills,
Tom Gresham and father, Ben Tai
ems, Dawson Bledsoe. and the
writer. 1--WE left Woodville Monday
morning July Ain covered wagon
and chuck enough to last month.
Our course was due east and through
some of the finest pasture lands in
the Territory.
Our first stay was at Double
Springs. We killed a squirrel and
some doves just before noon and
were athletic say that we had meat
the first meal. Our next stay was
at Durant, a thriving little town
on the Katy. We spent the night
there, aud had a lovely place to
camp. Ben and Tom were excellent
cooks. not knowing anything
about cooking was the water car
rier. Marcus was detached to aid
Mr.. Gresham with the horses, and
Doss made FIRE and "fussed, " For
supper we had more squirrel and
few quails, and about quart OF
coffee each;not much sleepof course
after that bait. Our coffee kept us
awake nearly all night, that is all
'of us except Marcus, who could
sleep even on a deer stand. Up
early next morningon our way east
again, we killed enough quail and
doves for dinner early and were
back in the wagon, and Marcus
asleep before it got hot. AS it was
prairie country and we had no
game to shoot that day.
We ate dinner at little town
called Boggy-depOt, the boys gave
it the name of Chumuck, an Indian
word meaning tobacco.
Nothing of any Importance till we
we're on the boggies; we reached
there on Wednesday evening and
camped for an evenings hunt.
But fortunately we met up with
another party hunting and tshing
too, who were very kind to us, and
invited US to join them on a short
SEEMING tour in the afternoon, which
we gladly accepted;we caught some
nice fish, bat not great many, the
streams were full of snags, and were
hard to seine, but we caught plenty
for both camps.
While we were resting a young
man came down and introduced
himself and was very congenial.
We enquired about how game was
and he said it was very plentiful
and offered to take his hounds aud
make drive for us the next morn
ing, so we spent the night and we're
strictly on time next morning.
Very early next morning we
heard the young mans horn calling
his dogs and waking us up;we we're
off early, without breakfast. Mr..
Gresham went with him to make the
drive, and the rest of us took stands.
In about 30 minutes we heard the
hounds in full chase, but fortune
frowned upon us and the game went
out of range. There was a buck
and doe, and two fawns. The
driver got shot, but at long range
and without effect. Thus ends the
chase for the morning; we came in
camp loaded with turkey and squir-
rels, but no deer. We tried again