Crittenden record-press. [volume] (Marion, Ky.) 1909-191?, 1913-05-08


poem is full of seriousness and pathos.
For instance, it goes on to say
Hold up, Nibs, | interposed, cut
it out!'
1.-the poem goes on to say, persist
ed Nibs:
Now, Nibs McGath and Nobs MCGEE
Both fell in love most desp'ratelee;
So headlong was the plunge, they said
That they, b'gosh, at once would we'd.
But Bub MCGEE and Bob McGath-
Her pa and mine both full of wrath
Joined Ma McGath and Nom Niece
In vowing it should never bel
80 Nibs and Nobs, and Bob and Bul
And Nom and Ma-ah, there's the rub !!
We're all at outs
"'And I'm at outs, too, by grab, |
interrupted, and if you don't cut that
out PHI
"Were sll at outs. Now, Nobs, said
Nibs,
Let's fly at once for Brother Gibbs >
"'Hold up-wait a minute, Nibs.
I'm going to leave you and go where
can catch fish. I'll vacate the log and
leave it to you, while 60 and cast in
my line above the drift. Now, be care
full, Nibs, sit still and don't get dizzy,
or you will fall into the creek and
drown. You'd never be able to get
out of the water, by grab, with a'l
that snake remedy aboard. You de-
serve to be drowned, all right, but on
your good wlfe's account I'd rather
you wouldn't
All right, Zeb, I'll ait still and
fish and be as mum as the great
Sphynx, having no one to talk to. It's
wise move, Zeb. By-by, but lend
me your pipe before you go. | didn't
get half through with my smoke
II gave him my pipe and left him,
walking the log back to the bank. ther
going a short distance above the drift
The surroundings here were much the
same as below the drift, except that
there was no log extending from the
bank over the stream, and the water,
though as deep, was not covered with
foam. The banks were steep and high
and near the edge was little mound,
upon which | sat down and cast out
my line, letting my feet hang down
the side of the bank. 1t was an ad-
mirable place to fish and had doubtless
been occupied by the old doctor any
times.
Though the distance was short.
could not, from where | was sitting,
see Nibs, as the drift was between us;
yet could see the smoke rising and
circling above his head, whirling and
revolving and finally forming itself
INTO the shape of a huge bottle of
snake medicine. | knew that Nibs
was making good use Of the borrowed
pipe.
" Say, Zebulum, old boy Nibs call
ed out presently, are you having any
luck?'
"'Not yet, Nibs, | yelled back at
him. I've fonnd a mighty dad gum
fine hole, though, and if you will keep
quiet I'll soon have fish enough for
both of us to take home
"'Good boy, cried Nibs, from across
the drift. You're the genuine stuff,
Zeb. and | can wollop the man who
says you're not. How'd you like to
hear few stanzas before
Not at all, called back; I could
not understand it from here-keep |
quiet
Looking in his direction, | saw the !
top of Nibs' head, just visible above
the drift, and knew that he was stand
ing up on the log.
sit down, Nibs, confound you, or
you'll be in the creek, by grab. If
wasn't member of the Presbyterian
church in good standing, what I'd say
to you, Nibs. would be a-plenty. Sit
down.
The poem goes on this way, Zeb,
again called out Nibs. peeping over
the top of the drift, trying to locate
me:
$50 out one night stole Nobs and !
Nibs,
And straightway made for Brother
Gibbs,
While just behind, with stick and club,
And filled with wrath, rushed Bob and
Bubl
"Cling to my hand, sweet Nobs, cried
Nibs;
If they catch up I'll punch their ribsr
And l will pull their hair! cried
Nobs,
ri snatch for Bulbs and likewise
Bob'sp
'On rushed the angry Pop and Pa!
And at their heels came Nom and Ma!