Mrs. Grundy. (Tracy City, Tenn.) 1903-1930, 1921-09-29

Hossfiy says:
Feller citizens says he. Eb
Wright thar lows I don't know the dif.
ference atween Temporary and perma-
nent. I'll prove to you that do know
the difference. Eb Wright saws I'm
drunk. I am. That's Temporary. Eb
Wright is a poke-nosed idjit. That's
permanent r"
Heck finished with a lazy laugh:
"Haw, haw, hawl Hee-haw, hee-haw p
"That story" Dale said YEARLY
has been told on dozens of politicians
1t has become part Of the history az
this state"
We'll, my gosh !" moaned BY Heck.
He thought deeply for moment de-
cided that Bill Dale wouldn't laugh nj
the story of Tom Jones' pig--wbich
had drank all Of gallon-pail Of but
termilk and then gone to sleep in the
self-same pail-and went on:
Here's one. by Jake, at amt been
told on dozens O. politics men. And
every word of 1t is the solemn. dyin,
death-bed truth, too.
Zone time l was out in the noun
tains a-huntin', a-goin' along slow and
a-lookin' TO squirrel, when all OF a
student / hears skeery noise right
ahead O. me in the laurels--Z-z-z-z-z /
Z-z-z-z-zl Jest like that. / stops. I
stops de-e-ad still. l looks keen. Thar
was den O. rattlers, and the very
least one was as big around as my left
hind laig! Then hears a turrible
growl right ahind o. me. Hooks keen.
Thar stands big old she-bear with
her teeth a-shOwin', and two cross
eyed cubs! Then I hears a whine at
my left. ! looks keen. Thar stands a
she-panther as big as a boss, with her
eyes jest a-blazin'! Then hears
spittin' sound out to my right. looks
keen. Thar was seven full-grown Wild
cats, and all of 'em had been bit by
mad dawgl Some fix to be in? Yeuh
some f1xi
well, ] thinks to myself. Eff l
shoots the rattlers. thinks to myself,
the bear and the panther and the wild
cats'll git me. And eft / shoots the
bear, the panther and the wildcats
and the rattlers'll git me. And eff
shoots the panther, the wildcats and
the rattlers and the bear'll git me.
And eff ! shoots the wildcats, the rat
tiers and the bear and the panther'll
git me. And eff don't shoot none of
'em, they'll all git mel Some ongodly
FIX wasn't 1t, Bill? Now, how do We
reckon got out Of lit"
Bill Dale only smiled. II can't i'm
agine, By" he said.
Il CANT imagine, neither" grinned
Heck. "But anyhow, I'm alive today.
Wen, now that ye're in a good hum0r
one time more, I'll tell We some news.
l hated to ruffle We up like yaller
goose a-fyin' back'ards whilst We was
SO cussed, DANCED blue. Bin, old boy,
1t amt but five days ontel Christmas.
A lot o. them Nawth Ca'liner Turner's
from Turner's Laurel is a-visitin' their
kinfolks. the Balls, and they'll every
dadslatted one of 'em git drunk on
white Hghtnin' Ticker TO- Christmas,
and-they'll shore think O. Black
Adam. The Morelands amt with we
no more, Bill, rickollect; only the Lit
tlefords Is here now"
Bill Dale rose and stood there star
ing at BY Heck with eyes SO bright
that they sparkled.
If they came down on us looking for
trouble, I'd be sort of clan chief,
wouldn't II" he asked. Without wait
Ing for an answer: II wouldn't mind
that, y'know. I've got a letter here,
BY, that want you to put aboard the
next southbound train that passes the
Halfway switch. You've got about an
hour; can you make it?"
EFF the world was made in six days,
by God, 1t shorely looks like By Heck
could make six miles In q hour, don't
it?o
The tall hillman left the Moreland
Coal company's office with the letter in
one hand, his rifle In the other, and
tears Of Joy in his eyes.
For Bill Dale had laughed, actually
laughed.
By Heck put the letter on the train.
The train carried 1t to Bill Dale's home
city. and the postman carried 1t to the
stately mansion of Old Coal King John
X. Dale, and black Isham, the servant,
carried 1t to Miss Elizabeth Littleford.
Miss Elizabeth Littleford was sitting
alone on an iron settee among bushes
of lilac and cape jessamine the wealth
er had made another of its remarkably
sudden changes, and the day was sun.
ny and pleasant. She was. about to
tear open the envelope when the tall.
straight figure Of Jimmy Fayne ap-
peared before her. He had on riding
clothes, and there was rawhide ouirt
I'm his hand