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8 Ofper.iuve•peritlo.perperirdsliedpedagocts,:idi-rerelieirtheSaulionare,bus up theTTJrorles-ake( no the fordie.thelich:re,tierbyo ef thr feller what was wridin on top of it hadnt kinder pulled the rains no it *o tlte sad even then it kcp n merlin like it wanted to bnke hne and vvry mlnnit I exfected to see it rare rite up with him, so I hollered to him to hole on tite or he wus a goner, but jes then n fdier tole me thnr wnj no daingcr fur tha alw ys kep It too well train#/. WYI when tlie thing stop|ed I stepped up to one of the men, and •es I, mister I didnt know befour that th* Towed feller* to wride in the depo—sex he, how wrideln tbedepo? why sex Ihaint them what yew caul the drpo? them's the kara set he, and the tnrual fool larfed rite out at me, well then I turn'd round to Polly and tole her them was the thing* wr wus gwine to git on and yew betteer bleeve she loocked at ’em mity ambiguous.As tha tole us tha wasn't gwine to leere fora nour or too, me and polly conclew Ie*l wrc wood taik a good loock at the damd smoke waggons and we got a feller to waulk round and xplane 'em tons—the fust thing he showed ns wu* what he raided, In his bifalutln logy, the iron boss, but shiver my timbers V it loocked a hit like a bon, ceptin it pulled them w ggons orful fa't and I je«t thot to myself rf that wus a boss It must belong to sum imported breed, whut tha has laitly fetched to this country fur I've bin livin her n long time ami I ticrrr seed the like befonr.Mr. Eddytur twix you and I it looked for awl the wourld like a peeee of a bote-biler, moon ted on Wheels, with a grate big iron ftmnel stuck in one tend, while on talher eend of it wus a little kleered place fur the feller to *lt what rides the ho**—I spose it wu* the saddle, tho I never need one maid like It brfonr, andJesin front of the consarn was what tha muled a cow ketclier, but, fur the life of me, I cuodnt sec how it cood ketch a cow—when mi wife polly seed that part of the mersheen she loocked purfcctly delited and xdamed 0 ml god we Iwv diskivered the rite thing at last —Mr. C ke, aa I llv, yew must bye me one of them cow-ketchers m sune a* you git to the Bitty ; fut yew knose ole Rriudle gits down in the swaump and nerar dus cum up In time to milk of a nite—Oh rae how mutch pleahure it wood be fur me to be speudin ini time in the house at ml nittin, while the cowketrher wood be out on the hunt of ole Rrindlc.TT’V 1 ...J ..... .. J _* • V u t « .a a ■■
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Thibodaux Minerva
Thibodaux, Louisiana, US
Sat, Feb 03, 1855
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