The Anderson intelligencer. [volume] (Anderson Court House, S.C.) 1860-1914, 1902-08-27
bancoed the 8unco Man.

sey, and looked SO much like Denman
Thompson's Josh Whitcombe that you
could hear the bees hummiug around
the old homestead, says the Philadel-
phia Telegraph. He was as typical a
farmer as ever broke through the
ferry house and showed the truly rural
agility'in side.stepping the dray, and
hack driving hogs on Delaware avenue.
Still, there Was that look in che cold
eye thst told that he had besniu more
than one horse trade and still had the
best plug. He was accosted by the us.
ual dude.dsessed gent, who held out
his hand, and delighted, remarked:
why, bless me il it is not my old
friend Jediah Dobbs from Shamong!
I'm avfully glad to have met you,
Uncle Jediah." "
Theman from jersey looked at his
would.be friend moment, reslized
that no was up against it and then in
surprised tone replied:
you've got my autograph down
all right, young fellow; but blessed IL
you hain't got the best OF me-
Nov stop and think.a moment"
said the bunco man. "Can't you re-.
member where you saw me?"
ut maui hev been the Zoo" re-
piled the Jerseymsn. II was there
one night about twenty years ago., but
KANT remember the names Of all tie
animals."
"You remember Samuel Donovan,
who used to live in your town some
years ago?"
Pears to me do; left the place,
didn't he, to escape being introduced
to hesheriff2"
HE left because he was offered bet
ter advantages in thie city. We'll, 1
am his son, William"
$50 You are Willie, are you-the
little'oub what used to steal my water
melons and throw stones at the cows.
Well, Willie, I'm right glad to see
you, and I don't harbor no unohrist-
ianlike feelin' against your old man,
even j. he wasn't just exactly in the
Methodist deacon class. Howsomever,
Willie. I hope you don't take after
him. What are you udoin for liv-
ing?"S
"Grafring.' ~
"Graftin, eh? Same as we call
buddin' although some people stick to
the old namc. How many trees can
you do in day, and do you use bees
wax or the new-fangled stuff they are
sellin'.at the corner stores?"
THAT depends on what I am graft
ing; but come, uncle, want to intro
duce you to friend Of mine."
"Hold your hosses, Willie, or they'll
pull you over the dashboard. This
yere's my pleasure, and consequently
my treat; but just got q cheek from
my commission merchant for Gety
plunks, and I'll have to get chat CASH
ed fust.''
"Oh, don't worry about that uncle"
said the bunoo man, who already had
the coin olinched. II will cash it for
you. and after you treat, if you wish
we will 60 and meet my friend"
/ Elm agreeable, Willie; got nothin'
else to do but go down to Dock Street
market for short spell. Thanks,
Willie you are just as good as bank,
and not half so much fuss. Beside,
I don't have to feel sorry for them
fresh young clerks. Here's hopin'
you won't grow up like yer old man.
Excuse me minute, will you,
Willie? I got gravelstone in my
boot, an it has been hurting me like
thunder ever since I left home. I
kinder hate tospull of that boot right
here afore all the people. You'll OK
cuse me! won't you, Willie?"
+ Certainly, uncle. just step inthe
back parlor. There's no one in there"
This the man from Jersey did. He
did mere. He kept right on stepping
and the bunco man waited in vain for
him to get that gravelstone put of his
boot.
"Goshl" remarked the man from
Jersey, as he pushed through the
crowd and hoped on the ferrybost.
wasn't he the easiest yet. It was
his hide or mine, and tain't no harm
to rob q robber. Besides, I hahn t got
it half back yet