The Montgomery advertiser., 1908-09-13

am glad that Mir. wyman referred this matter specially to me take 1t as quite a compliment. acknowledge ing that 1t is a delicate intimation that I know nothing about it. The disposition to rush in where angels fear to tread" Is, strong in all of us. though I believe the fellow who dis covered it limited 1t to the popular few. I feel satisfied that a great many people will jump to the conclu- sion that am the guilty one of ''chinking" that premevai palatial res- idence of Montgomery. but want to assure them, in all candor., that had nothing to do with 1t. Like Bro. Brooks Lawrence of Ohio. I was not "to the manner born." and was even a nonresident at that early period of the now Capital City. I am in- clined to think 1t was a gentleman by the name of Jones. who. after hard days drive. arrived on the bank of the river. late in the afternoon on a fall day. and could so no farther. Af- ter watering his steers and stalking them in the cane. which was plentiful at that time, he went to examine his Jug, and To! and behold! it was empty. Ills old lady had beat him to the tank and there wasn't a drop to cool his parched tongue" He was naturally hot in the collar" about his dryness and proceeded "as the manner of 9eme is'' to kick out the over" the victuals. Which being done. he threw himself on the ground and "cussed" the better half in broken In. alan. The excellent old woman who had been brought up on good old hon. est English 'cussing" demanded at once to have a translation or interpre- tation of that profane abortion. or the kA tA Ro In great fear, he told her it was Indian for Here l rest" and that hc meant no harm at all. She then proceeded to rebuild the fire, boiled some water and made some meal coffee." which in after years became very popular as "Postum." When everything was ready. the faithful old spouse called without saying grace" whereat the old woman said. Why. Jones. are you aswine to eat without returning thanks?"
 Said Jones: Eff there's no Iiquor. no thanks from me-" Well, here's some mighty good coffee" Why. my nanny, could make better cof---"
 At this they went "at It" vi ct armis. in pure, old-fashioned domestic eled with them that had got lost look Ing for that military camp above. but who found 1t. got a jug full and hap oily found them while the gouging and hatr-puIling was "agwtne onJ His name was Bones. and being a peace maker and something of a nose-poker. like the carpetbag Anti-Salooner. he rushed in with
 Jones. by my life.
 You shall not beat your wife: It is both a shame and disgrace--
 graee-grace."
 Indeed" said Mrs. Jones,
 Is 1t any business of yourn?" And she dashed a cup. Of tea in his
 face-face-face."
 Poor Bones. smarting with pain and the humiliation of interfering in other peoples business, said to Mrs Jones: You must take me for c hog. but you ought to rikolect that killin's before scaicin. But from that day, the Jonsses called Bones ''hog" till he, one day, slipped on in disgust, moved to what Is now Tuscaloosa County. was disreputable enough to get a testi- monial of good character from the preachers of his settlement and was sent to the Legislature. The family must have turned out mo good" since a grandson got to be a Democratic Governor of Texas. No doubt, this is the way the name of Hogg got mixed up with that first house in Montgom- cry.
 But, after Bones got his face poui- ticed and he was somewhat relieved of the scalding pain which only he that