St. Tammany farmer. [volume] (Covington, La.) 1874-current, 1904-02-20
UNCLE JASE
EARNED A DRINK
SIEGE Of . Barrel Of Cider Conducted
10 the Knob Country Fashion.
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NCLE JASE only come as fur az
the woodpile." said the man from
the Knob country, land there he sol
down see to wunst that he had start
ed somethin' to workin on his mind, ano
that there wouldn't be no pint in his
gittin' of it off unless fit O. way down
in the dumps went along with it, and SC
says to him:
"'Uncle Jase, says, shell send over
and git the Squire? The Squire, says
would more than likely like to hear It,
too says.
"Mebbe I hadn't ought to done it.
cause mentionin' the Squire to Uncle
Jase is somethin' like holdin' red rag
up before bull, cause ever sence the
time that Uncle Jase come into Moses
and sot around so longin', and the Squire
made his little remark to him, Uncle
Jase has sort O. looked on the Squire as
a feller-citizen whose room he'd con-
sarned sight rather have than his COM
pany.
Uncle Jase come into the tavern
that time, and sot around good while,
without anybody askin' him, and SO
by and by he stepped up and wanted
Nose to set it out and remember it.
well, Nose had been rememberin'
1t long time fer uncle Jase, and so
he says to him that he couldn't take
no more on his mind jest then, and
he wouldn't let Uncle Jase have it,
That riled the old Teller clean from
the bottom, and he cut loose most
amazin' fer a spell, and ended up by
hollerin':
What? Mel he Rollers. Me, that
Is one of your Oldest feller-citizens!
Me, that settled mere more than so
years ago! he hollers.
But the trouble is, Uncle Jase,'
says the Squire, who was settin'
there, GRIMM all over his face, you
hain't never done 1t sence!' says he.
That's the trouble, Uncle Jase,' says
ne.
"And ever sence then, mentionin'
the Squire to Uncle Jase is like hold
in a red rag up before a bull. OF
course, knowed it, and mebbe l
hadn't ought to done it when says
to him, as ne sot there on the wood
pile:
shell send over and git the
Squire, Uncle Jase?'
But / had my gun on my shoulder
and was goin' over to see how much
truth there was in what I'd heerd
about bear nosin' round the Holiday
clearin'. and thought that mebbe if
I mentioned the Squire to Uncle Jase
it'd make him mad and he wouldn't
stay to ease his mind o. what he had
started to workin' on it, and l could
go on and git my bear, providln' there
was bear over there to git But
Uncle Jase didn't git quite mad enough
fer that He on.y cussed little and
says:
"I'm low enough down in the
dumps now says he, without hav-'
setch a discouragin' creatur' as the
Squire around to sock me down low
err says he. No. GU needn't send
fer the Squire says he
Now, I don't want TO say that the
reason that Uncle Jase only come as
fur as the woodpile was because the
barrel O. cider was layin' there in the
fence corner yit, cause I hadn't had
no time to roll 1t on into the cellar;
bat there it laid ant Uncle Jase sot
on the woodpile facin' it and sort O.
sizin' of it up. Thinks l to myself,
now I'll discourage Uncle Jase SOS
he'll git up and go without waitin' to
unload what he's been thinkin' up, and
l says:
"'Tain't tapped yit, Uncle Jase,' /
ys.
mo, says he, I see It amt
but he didn't git discouraged no
more than he was, and he didn't git up
to go way. see that the load was
bound to come often his mind, and
sot my gun ag'in the fence straddled
the chopin block, and says:
"'y, hat is it, Uncle Jase.' says,
that's soggin' Of you down so.' says.
'Dan.l,' says he, you'd ca'cely be-
lieve it, but it's Twin fact! I've
diskivered that there's bad ones!' he
says. There's actually bad ones!'
IF it's 'taters, Uncle Jase,' says I, /,
'youA find that there's a consumed
sight more bad ones this year than
good ones I says
"'And / find that there's actu'ly |
folks that kills emf says Uncle Jase.
"'Then 1t can't be 'taters,' says l.
"Why, consarn 1t, Dan'l,' says Uncle !
Jase. never noticin' the later question !,
any more than if hadn't fetched 1t
up, Il was goin' up along the creek
t'other day. and met that New York ,
Teller that's nosin' round here. He !
was fishin', and he run ag'in big one ,
that was layin' on the bank, takin' the /
sun.
"'And I most fell in dead faint
when see that New York Teller pick