CanÌƒon City record. [volume] (CanÌƒon City, Colo.) 1883-192?, 1905-01-19
By Hlice Morgan


company and got the money down.
$1O5." For moment the old man
gloated in silence over his wealth, for
among these North Carolina mountain
eers commerce is mostly carried on by
barter, and cash in hand is a very
scarce commodity.
And les don't jes' yo' and me have
1t all to ourselves, grandaddy. Les
have somethin for Horace Green and
Vance Long and Harve Higgins too.
His pas Red Baptis and his mas
Methdis. but l reckon Harve's the big
gest part Methdis cause he never does
me mean"
'Yas. Grover Cleveland, we'll have
a present on that ar tree for every
Methdis boy and girl in Junaluska.
There can't be more'n a dozen of 'em
since old man Simpson and his chill
dren and his grandchildren and all his
kinfolks left and fined the Baptises.
And yo' can count their mas and their
pas in too. But III have to depend on
yo' heap. Grover Cleveland. Gran
daddy never did see a Christmas tree
in all his life-it's new institution in
these mountings. Now, If your grand
ma or your IA was alive they could
help us out of this scrape. but He
leaned over and reminiscently trailed
his whiplash in the sand.
And there's two or three old wo-
men l want to remember There's old
Aunt DAME; she and your grandma
was always close friends. l believe
I'll put new frock on the Christmas
tree for her And way Off up in Cut
ter's Cove there's Dan Cutters widow:
she and your grandma was girls to-
gether-a pretty pair, tool won't pass
her by And jes' cross the branch
from her is where Sam Longs got his
family slowed away. His mother
she's a queer old stick as ever was
but they do say that Sans wife does
the old woman mean, SO I'll give her
frock just to show 'em all that she's
some thought Of II them old critters
don't see a Christmas tree this year
the chances is they'll die 'thout ever
seein' one. Haw, Bonaparte! BY
gum, If we'd "a been a steam car
we'd "a run plum over old Miss Jim
sons COW; pears like she amt got
heart in her to get out o. the way.
expect that pore old somebody ain't
the COW. Grandson, yo' jes get over
in behind there and heave her out that
corn that's under the bag O. meal"
"Ain't she a Pistopal cow, gran
daddyy'
81 low she Is. grandson, but she's
got whole rotation of stomachs, and
when they're all hungry at once 1t
must give her powerful gone feelin'.
I'll put on a new frock for old Miss
Jimson. don't reckon she ever had
store frock in her life, and she amt so
old yet but what she can turn out of
her loom a frock that'n outwear three
of the store kind. but it'll be a change
for her.
"Oh, but, grandaddy. grandaddy, ole
Miss Jimsons a Pistopalr'
$50 she is. Grover Cleveland, so she
is never Thought OF that" For
minute they logged along in silence. II
can't somehow count for that, grand
son: there's a mistake somewhar. Miss
Jimson's a good woman. Anyway, she
can't git down to the Pistopal meetin
house at Christmas. She's got risin'
on her leg"
"Why, grandaddy. ole Miss Jimson
can't go anywhere! She couldn't even
git into this yere wagon SO as we all
could carry herr
I'm 'feard yo're right, Grover Cleve-
land. Now, that's another difficulty"
"And all them other old women,
grandaddy-howre they goin' to git
down to our Christmas tree, and
how're they goin' to git back again?
HI, grandaddy," he Shouted. clutch
ing the old mans trousers legs to help
himself to his feet, me and yo'll
stand that ar Christmas tree up in the
wagon, and well hitch Bonaparte and
Butterfly to 1t, and well carry 1t round
and pick it as we gor'
THAT'S the talk, Grover Cleveland!'
The old man brought down upon his
knee big. emphatic hand, encounter
ing there and covering two little wine
ing ones. Your mad "a thought Of
that too"
"And 1 don't want to pass any boys
or girls house without stoppin, gran
daddy, even If they's Pistopals. |
amt mad at ary of 'em but Willie
belle Greenlee and now / done forgot
what I'm mad at her for"
al don't aim to 'lowance yo, Grover
Cleveland. / aim TO let yo' get stick
Of pep'mint or horehoun' for every boy
and girl In Junaluska. / aim TO let
20 show old Sandy how the thing
ought to be did. And | don't reckon
I'll pass ty any old woman. either.
jes' cause she's been misled and j'ined
the wrong church. It's bad enough to
lose your way without bein' sighted
for 1t besides
"What makes Baptises and Meth
discs and Presaterians and all them.
grandaddy? Was they horned that