Sequachee Valley news. (Sequachee [Sequatchie], Tenn.) 1896-1952, 1906-03-22
UNCLE GlD'S LETTER.

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Gee whiz! What sassy lot of inn
pudent girls the News has. Gee Will
ikins The old man got in hornets
nest and here they come buzzing a
round his old noggin worse than lot
of humble bees Ha ha
The little Alabama sweetheart talks
right out and gives me to understand
they are just as fysty over in Ala
bama as at Tracy City.
Then "Peoria" hopes | won't have
much more trouble about my boy
The Dickins Only this morning the
choir Of the Southern Methodist Church
was wanting him to join them. Bless
my life that choir is like beautiful
to place before boy II years old. l
don't know whether he could stand 1T.
Dear me, | wouldn't mind it bit,
would like for the boy to join, but am
afraid it would be fare you well, Hen
ry Younger. Now, Smart Alex, you
keep still for you are rushing into Sc
rious danger, very serious. You said
you didn't care about me Such down
right sassiness. won't stand it. Pat
Cary knows Uncle Gid and he knows l
am the best looking man In Tracy City,
and the most fun loving, and you girls
understand those kind are the most
dangerous.
Well, Mr.. "Hill Top" and all the
others, pay no attention to what Am
erican'' has said. Treat it with silent
contempt. Have nothing further to
say to "X. G. ""
Catch me if you can talks more
like boy than a girl, but all the same
you went out of your way to hint to
your Uncle Gid that the matter was
settled so far as you are concerned.
Well, if it is and you will invite me
to eat some of the cake, I'll give you 6
write up you will never forget. What
say you You see girls, 1 must have
pay. 1t gives me strength to push the
pencil, and then good eating helps {
feller' thinking box. You know can
dy always improves the machinery tina
runs girls love carriage. Chewing
gum came in and was the craze ant
marriages played out, but candy i
coming back and folks are beginnin!
to marry some more. Say, boys, diC
you ever carry your girl big huncl
of yaller jack and slosh yourself dow
beside her and watch her put hersel
on the outside of it and notice hoy
sweet she looked. Gee whilikens
boys, feller's heart gets right up in
to his mouth and he hardly know
what to say and comes pretty near say
! ing it. Its fact, boys Oh, I've bee
there! Gee whilikins, one little gil
used to be so much like q load ston
. she would draw me four miles ever
> Sunday morning and part of the wa
right up hill. Boys, there is no Ell
= gine with such power as the charm
of lovely girl and no despot eve
swayed the scepter with such cruelt
> as our pretty firts. Well, I've bee
almost up in the third heaven as
thought, only to catch the harde
J., kind of fall by some little 125-lb CIR
: Then | would pout, think all mann,
- of hard things about them, but
= smile from them would make me fo
. low them without lead string, r
- sembling sick kitten before the fire
s Yes, girls, l have one boy left al
% I've given you all fair warning, bl
!. no one has loaned me gun yet, but
h kinder sot down on Charley the 9th
- night and said mo, Charley, you ali
~ going to that singing. Its too bad
- night So the girls had their sin
3 ing but no Charley. Now, the o
), man knows what these singings mea
I've been all along that road me SCI
D. .. and | rather liked it but you see tim
% have changed since was boy al
10 we old folks want our children ke
10 in straight jackets and are not mu
40 inclined to treat our boys and gil
10 like our parents treated us. They
80 us have good time, plays and froli
10 all through the winter, and Lor
how we would cut the pigeons wi
and swing our partners round a
round. Why, young folks, you knC
nothing. Just ask Grandpa a
Grandma all about it. They can
you all about log-rollings, house-ra
80 ings, cuttings, corn-shuckings &
~ We were happy lot. Dance un
80 broad daylight and then go home w
10 the girls in the morning. Fine tin
-. then. Everything went right, w
's' meat in the smoke house, corn in
- crib and pretty girls plenty to &C
" and make the old house ring from fl,
: to rafter. Go away, chile, you I
Is don't have no fun, not a bit. w,
IL your Uncle Gid would like to be
- boy again so l could court you q
he again Well, hush up or I'll put
.o+ my slippers and dance jig
lat UNCLE GID