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Fox, John, 1863-1919

"Hell Fer Sartain and Other Stories"

I don't know as he was afeerd;
looked like Abe was a-havin' sech a
tarnation good time with his devilmint he
jes didn't want to run no risk o' havin'
hit stopped. An' sech devilmint! Hit
ud take a coon's age, I reckon, to tell
ye.
``The boys was a-goin' up the river
one night to git ole Dave Hall fer trickin'
Rosie Branham into evil. Some feller
goes ahead an' tells ole Dave they's
a-comin.' Hit was Abe. Some feller
finds a streak o' ore on ole Tom Perkins'
land, an' racks his jinny down to town,
an' tells a furriner thar, an' Tom comes
might' nigh sellin' the land fer nothin'.
Now Tom raised Abe, but, jes the same,
the feller was Abe.
``One night somebody guides the
revenoos in on Hell fer Sartain, an' they
cuts up four stills. Hit was Abe. The
same night, mind ye, a feller slips in
among the revenoos while they's asleep,
and cuts off their hosses' manes an'
tails--muled every durned critter uv
'em. Stranger, hit was Abe. An' as
fer women-folks--well, Abe was the
ill favoredest feller I ever see, an' he
couldn't talk; still, Abe was sassy, an'
you know how sass counts with the gals;
an' Abe's whisperin' come in jes as
handy as any feller's settin' up; so 'f
ever you seed a man with a Winchester
a-lookin' fer the feller who had cut
him out, stranger, he was a-lookin' fer
Abe.


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