The Brandon news. (Brandon, Miss.) 1892-1961, 1903-04-02

an hankerin' to improve his breed
Still he lowed it couldn't be done, an
that the stock in everything wuz run
MIN out. One time he bought Dur
ham bull for bout a thousand dollars
an how he ever got the critter home
amt fur me to say, fur it wuz the say.
agest brute anywhar, an twuz bout as
much as anybody's life wuz worth to
go in paster whar the beast wuz.
Down on the crick jinein his farm
wuz a rickety cabin. Onery white
man name Gull lived in it. His wife
wuz dead an lucky fur it, an he had q
ten-year-old boy that was the triflinist
little haley in ten states. He wuz
eternally flingin' rocks an things, let
tin down bars an leavin' open gates
on Downey's place, an sometimes
haugs would git in an root up some
bluegrass. The major hated haug
cause he said, one on 'em could root
up mo- bluegrass than q drove of 'em
wuz worth. I dunno which he hated
most, Cults boy er haugs.
"Howsmever, one day the major
wuz ridin' home from whar he'd been
shootin' sQuirls, down in the hickory
bottom. -Passin' the paster whar his
cattle wuz. all of student he saw
that boy er Cults comm, lickety-split,
over the hill outen boiler in the pas
ter, an that Durham after him, bell.
erin an snortin', an it looked like il
wuz all day fur that young un.
Downey never stopped to think how
much the bull wuz worth nor how
trifiin that boy wuz. He raised his
rife an when she cracked that bull
fell dead as do'nail.
THAT wuz the Kaintuck in the old
man.
HE rid on home, cussin' wild in
two languages, fur he'd ben a captain
in the Mixikin waugh an he could
talk Spanish till it sized.
DAY er two after that thish yer
Gull up an died with somethin' sud.
dent, an what does the old major dc
but have Gull buried an take that
trifiin boy an raise an educate him
Said he had to do somethin' to git
even on the loss Of the bull. Lemme
tell you. That wuz mo- Of the Kahn.
tuck in him.
That boy crowd up to be one o. the
finest men in the state. Boy warnt
actually bad. Jes wanted raisin' right
l tell you cf scrub calf is tuck outen
the knobs an put onter bluegrass it's
goin' to make good critter, an you
kin put a shawt-hawn heifer out in
the peavine an it will make mighty
sorry cow. Howsmever, this Lem Gull
had good strain O. blood in him from
omewhar-mammy's side I reckin-
fur he come out monst'ous well-besi
farmer in these parts, an he's SinatoI
from this deestrik. Married old Dow.
nsv's datter, an the major used to say
the whole place would er gone to-
the boy.
"Damph that amt him comm q
splittin' down the pike yander now!"
A handsome, straight-backed, white.
moustached, gray-haired young man,
who sat his horse like Buffalo Bill,
dashed by and lifted his cavalierish
hat to us with "Howdy, gentlemen
A yellow, one-eyed dog that had
been asleep in Aunt Betsy's yard,
raised his pathetic face and looked
astonished, game rooster with cap.
like buzzard's plume falling over his
shoulders, flew on to the sway-backed
fence and crowed defiance to domi-
nicker braggart across the way, the
squire returned: "Howdy Colonel
Gulf to the horseman's salutation and
moved away, saying:
Head turned white when the bull
chased him. Owah lodge meets to-
night. Jine u.s."