The Big Sandy news. [volume] (Louisa, Ky.) 1885-1929, 1916-01-14


prided himself on his manners. as he
belonged to one Of the prominent fami-
lies Of the county before the war.
Very well. thank you" answered
the boys. "How's your health, Uncle
JeffY'
powerful porely. powerful porely.
has de rheumatic an de dyspepsy, but
!. I'm thankful hit ain no wuss Jes'
think of all de ailments | mout have
en- amt got. OATS whut I'm thankful
fer"
! Hope you will get better soon" as,
sured Tom.
"Thanky. sub, en- hopes yo injoys
de same blessln'''
How about the possums." inquired
4 Joe.
Oats persackly whit | come up
hyar ter see yo' all erbout. Marse Tom.
70 wuz a-talkin' erbout wantin' ter 20
possum huntin' en- ter tas'e err baked
I Dossum wild yam taters swimmln' in
de gravy on de side
'Oh, yes; I'd love To do both" ~
well. now's de time"
How do you know. Uncle Jeff?'
"Oh. ] knows. De moon Is In de fast
! quarter, jes' crnuf Ter give er little
light en- not ernuff ter th'ow err shad
( der Err possum is err powerful cow
hrdly varmint, en- he won't feed on er
bright moonlight night. His own shad,
der skeers i'm. An den hits sorter
nippin' en- frosty. en- er p0ssum ain
htten ter eat less'n lie be dressed en-
put on top OF or shingle roof fer de
frOs Ter soak In i'm all de night
"Oh that's foolishness! Why won't.
a refrigerator do as well? The object
is TO get the animal heat out OF the
| carcass, . answered Tom.
''Mout be foolish. but wants ter ak
yer one queschun Who started dis yer
business er eatln possums- niggers,
whut pens on de fros'. or wife folks.
whit has desc hyar MISUNDERSTANDING
IL don't know admitted Tom sheep.
ishly
I'm co'se you dunno Hit wuz de
niggers. en- OATS de way de niggers
fixes possums. Can't nobody but er
Niger cook er possum jes' right nei-
theri I'd as soon eat er dawg ez er
possum cooked by any one else en- on
less de fros' has soaked in i'm"
Joe had been an amused listener.
That's a fact, Tom. about nobody but
darby knowing how TO cook possums
just exactly right. Why, Colonel Aims
worth, who lived down the river from
here, got TO specializing In cotton and
made whole lot of money. He under
took to put ON great deal of style then |
had his house fixed over and sent to |
New Orleans and got q French chef, |
and the first entertainment was big |
from New Orleans. You just ought to |
hear the colonel tell about 1t.
THAT Frenchman didn't know how |
to cook possums, and he brought them |
in roasted and swimming In cream |
gravy with lot of chopped vegetables |
all over 'em, Ia something or other.
The colonel called him to the dining |
room and asked him about it, Then the
colonel got so mad at his dinner being |
ruined he grabbed big fat possum by |
the hind legs from the dish and slam
med the chef over the head with it and /
ran him down the front steps trying to
hit him again.
THE colonel said he agreed to pay
that chef a hundred dollars month,
but any cook who couldn't fix a possum
right wasn't worth two bits year. He
sent the chef back on the next boat
and sent for Aunt Venus. Uncle Jeffs
wife, and she cooked the pOssums next
day"
Uncle jeff stood chuckling.
II wuz dar. Yo' jes' oughter seed dat
Frenchy bounce down dem steps. He
wuz fat, an de colonel he wuz fat too.
amakin a lick at i'm wild every jump
wild dat possum all smeared over wild
cream gravy! He wuz de maddest wife
man / ever seed. De guests ain quit
latin twell yit. reckon. Hit shore wuz
FUNNY"
IAN right, have your way about the
frost, Uncle JEFF, conceded Tom.
"only | want to help catch possum
and eat 1t II 1t is cooked right"
Now OATS de way ter talk Yo'
leave de huntin' ter me en- INK Rube.
an de cookin ter Mis- Venus, en- all
we axes yo' boys is ter furnish de ap
pertites en- don founder yo'se'fs."
I'VE can furnish the appetites all
right" assured Joe.
Well, right after supper yo' all put
on 20 ole cloes. en- me en- Rube'll git
de dawgs en- de res of de tiXins."
Joe stayed to supper, and about half
past Uncle Jeff sounded his horn as
he came up the front drive. accompa-
MED by four yelping dogs. Uncle Rube
came from the rear of the house carry
ing in one hand light, sharp AK and a
lantern in the other Slung across his
back and chat of Uncle JEFF were bun
dies of very rich fiat" pine cut in
spllnts about the size of a finger and
about four feet long. Each carried an
empty sack wrapped about the cord
that held the pine splints.
What are those pine sticks for2" in
lulred Tom.
Torches" answered Joe, who was
m old hand at the game "Take four
Or five of those long splinters, hold
them together IN your hand and light
The other end and 1t makes the best
sort of light harder the wind blows