The news & observer. [volume] (Raleigh, N.C.) 1894-current, 1904-11-20

ed. That picture of poSSum SOP and
ltaters was more than he could stand. |
So. when | begin to talk about the
lola time wedding supper L can't help |
getting a little excited; ana 10 tell the
| truth, it was enough TO excite. Just
| think of it, A table that had on it two
| or three pyramids of cakes, all 1ced
| over; two or three stands. on which |
were scores of glSaSeS of boiled GUS /
| tard or sylabub; a row of big cakes, |
along the center of the table, iced and |
dotted Ger with little red candy drops;
| n pig. barbecued whole, standing on
| a. big DISH with a red apple in his
| mouth. and biscuits by the peck
When seated at the table, here came
| the walters bringing barbecue, tur-
| kew chicken and ham; and ham,
! chicken, turkey and barbecue and
coffee steaming hot; and all fellow
| had to DO was TO eat, when he wasn't
| taking more on his plate. Then came
| the cake, the custard or sylabub, and
some more coffee. and some more cof-
] fee, sylabub and cake. And then
came nuts, raisins, oranges or apples,
| and-well, there's no use talking
a bout it, and l rather not. for it ex-
| cites me, and makes me hungry.
After supper the old folks, who
| lived nearby, went home; but we
Young people were in for a night of
! real pleasure and We had it.
Next morning came the hash You
say you don't like hash? That's be-
| cause YOU never sat up all night at a
wedding and ate the hash made by
the old time mothers who knew how
/ to make hash. There were turkey
hash chicken hash, mutton hash,
| pork hash and beef hash and it was
all so good you'd want some more of
| the last you tried; for it was all sea-
soned just right-tasted right; and,
yln of 4 mir
| biscuits, butter, coffee and the So
! forths, made breakfast. the like of
! which my young readers never saw,
and will never sit down to. I'm afraid.
After breakfast, the horses were
! harnessed and hitched to the carriages
and buggies, making ready to go to
the home of the groom, where there
was to be a big dinner The bride
and groom went ahead in their car
riage, and behind went the grooms-
men and the bridesmaids, in buggles.
a ride of five. ten or fifteen miles
| gave q fellow all the chance he need
ed to tell his girl his heart trouble.
and, it not unfreauently occurred,
those rides brought about more we'd
dings.
Arrived at Squire Jones's. the
groom's father there were half
Idozen--sometimes a dozen, negro
BOYS and men, in their very best
horses, and to wait on de gentle
men,"
The old fashioned country home.
in a moment, became a babel OF nj
larty and good cheer for the truth
must be told, Squire Jones was proud
of his son, and pleased with the choice
he had made and, as the old saying
was he had opened the big blade, IN
the matter of having a good time. and
a good time he intended to have.
Did they eat dinner and leave? No.
indeed: Squire Jones would not hear
to that. Some of the older people
would leave, of course, but house
full would remain to supper. and
many would spend the night and feast
on hash next morning.
Yes a wedding was a wedding IN
my young days; SO different from
some swell receptions of these days.
at which a hungry fellow gets an
olive. a cracker. two or three ground
peas, a piece of cake the size OF
dollar, a thimble full of ice cream
and a sip of coffee, and thinks ne
has done we'll to get that much. A
swell affair 1t may be, but felloW.
after it's all over don't feel much of
a swell. On the contrary he feels
like the darkey whose 'possum was
devoured by another Garkey, while he
was asleep, who said to himself, at
ter waking up and seeing the bones
piled on plate: Dat possum's ct
M. for shore, for dar's de bones. |
don't remember eating it. [ mout
eat it in my sleep; but eff / did, it
gives me less satisfaction den emmy
possum ] ever ct; for dey amt bitter
swell in me, es l ken feel"
Talking about picking out cotton,
I don't think the old time pickers
made any records that I can boast of;
so, | have no old time cotton picking
story worth the telling; especially
since l heard cotton picking CONVEX
sation the other day, which ran about
as follows:
MY two gals-one ten and the
other twelve years old, picked out
three hundred pounds of cotton tother
day, after the dew was off, and stop
ped time enough to milk the cows and
help their nanny about supper"
My boy jim, just eleven years old"
said another, picked two hundred
pounds in six hours, by the watch, and
he'd a got his three hundred if it
hadn't rained and stopped him."
do you all know that niger, Pete.
that picks for Joe Stallings?' asked
another bystander. Yes they all
said
well, that nigger's a picker sure.
He walked five miles the other morn
ing, so Joe told me, and lit into pick
ing, and when the bell rang for
Twelve ne Hdu plcheu ilNe INJURED
pounds"
That's mighty nigh as good" said
another, "as what my son Dick done
one day last week; he picked five
hundred and six pounds before din
ner and four hundred and ninety
four pounds after dinner"
l was glad my train came in sight
just at that minute. for | was afraid
the next fellow might stretch a little
could stand the story of the two
gals" of ten and twelve. picking three
hundred pounds; and or Jim's picking
two hundred pounds in six hours;
of that niger Pete's picking five hun
dred pounds before dinner; and, l.
managed to get my breath after hear
ing that Dick picked five hundred
and six pounds before, and four hun
dred and ninety-fOur pounds after
dinner; but I was afraid the next fell
low might tell a story / could not
swallow whole; SO, L was glad to get
away.
No; our forefathers had no such
pickers in their day and time; and
/ wouldn't be surprised if some half
dozen of my readers were to rise up
and saw. '"IhPrp are such DiCKprS