Crittenden record-press. [volume] (Marion, Ky.) 1909-191?, 1913-04-24

lhe empty nOttle a pitch INTO the buSh
es, but Nibs evidently thought | was
going to throw it at him. Anyway. he
lodged; and, in doing so, his feet be-
came entangled in the brush. The
more he tried to eXtricate himself the
worse he became antangled, losing his
equilibrium and stamping and paving
around, trying to keep at least one
foot on terra frma. In the midst of
his dilemma a lizard ran out from its
hiding place under disturbed heap of
brush and Nibs-perhaps it was the
overdose of restorative getting in its
work - mistook it for a snake. BY
grab, l never saw a fellow jump like
Nibs did. He made frenzied leap
into the air t. get out of the way of
the supposed snake and, as he did So
grapevine caught him around both
legs, throwing him backwards with
his feet high in the air, his hat flying
in one direction, a shoe in another, and
his body, back downward, falling like
log to the ground, smashing the I'M
fortunate lizard as fiat as a pancake !
''In the midst of Nibs' free exhibi-
ton | forgot my wrath, as well as my
danger from the reptiles, and roared
with laughter.
"Extricated at last from the vines,
Nbs, after kicking around in the
brush, pulling himself together and
taking in his surroundings, got upon
his feet; ard, as he looked around for
his hat and shoe, he sang Good-natur-
edly:
Every time go to town
Old Grinby Crouch comes meddln'
roun';
| ups and with my fist, ker. slosh
| takes him on the snoot. b'gosh.'
".'Nibs, | said, were down here to
fish, not to talk or sing. So cut it out
and let's get down to business.
Eyes, we've got to fish and noc
talk, by gosh, agreed NIbs. I'm the
best fisherman that ever stood on the
banks Of Crooked creek. You are al,
right, Zebulum. and | can whip the
man who says you're not! car
VIII
"'Cut it out. Nibs, | interrupted.
or, by grab. I'll pitch YOU into the
creek You'll brighten the fish away.
I'VE had reached the creek and
travelled a little distance above to
good fishing-hole, Nibs walking IN
steadily at my side.
The water here was deep. tn,
banks rising high and steep on both
sides of the creek. A large drift of
logs ard brush extended almost entire
j. across the stream. Above the drift
a fallen log extended from the bank
about halfway across the creek, max.
ing an admirable place for one or two
fishermen to occupy, provided they
could keep on the log.
" You'll have to keep a look out for
moccasins, Zeb, said Nibs. That's a
place, by go,h, and
you haven't drop Of snake medicine.
within or without It's too
We'll, get out on the log, sit down,
Iuit talking and get to fishing | in /
corrupted.
IAN right, Zeb. I'll watch out for +
makes and not talk. You are all right, /
Ieb, and | didn't mean to treat you,
shabby, but didn't want to take any
chances with the moccasins. After
III, though, you're to blame--you
hould have brought two bottles along
The idea Of one bottle for two fisher
men of our medicinetaking capacities,
mong a lot of poisonous reptiles is
idiculous. If we'd had two bot
81 motioned Nibs toward the log
nd he, not willing to trust his legs,
oon-j Ointed across to the end and sat
own, following and taking my seat
etween him and the bank"
EDITORS NOTE. This interesting
tory, as told by Zebulum himself, will
e continued in this department of the
,ecord Press next week.