Collected by Irene Carlisle
Transcribed by Mary C. Parler
March 21, 1951
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One time me and my dad, we decided we'd go wild terrapin and coon-skin
huntin', so we called all the dogs up but old Shorty, and we called him up
too. Went on down to the foot of the hill till we got on top of the mountain,
all the dogs treed one but old Shorty, and he treed it too, up a great big
long, tall, green sycamore sapling about ten feet above the top of an old
dead green chestnut snag. I told Dad I'd shake him out if he keered, so
he asked me he didn't keer, so I dumb up in the tree and shuk and shuk
till dreckly I heard sumpin hit the ground. Looked around, and it was me.
"Ever' one of them dogs got on top of me but old Shorty, and he was on
top of me too; so when I come to my right mind I told Dad to pick up the
pine knot over there and knock 'em all off if he keered. So he asked me
he didn't keer. He picked up the pine knot and knocked 'em all off but
old Shorty, and he knocked him off too.
We went on back to the house, and the dogs treed another'n in a
huckleberry log, about ten feet through at the little end. I told Dad
we'd just chop him out if we keered. So he asked me he didn't keer.
He picked up the axe, and the first lick, he cut old Shorty's long keen,
smooth tail off right up close behind his ears. Just like to ruint my
So we went on back to the house, seen all them punkins out there in
the big patch, so we began to chase them punkins all over the pig patch,
till dreckly I got mad at one, picked him up by the tail, and slung his
brains out over a pig. And Dad he got mad at me and talked to me like I
was a red-headed stepchild. Then he told me to shuck and shell the
pigs a bucket of slop, so I shut the fence, and put up the gate, and went
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and shucked and shelled the pigs a bucket of slop.
Then I decided I'd go down to Sally's house. Sally, she lived
down in Moonshine Holler, on Tough Street. The further you go,
the tougher it gets, and she lives in the last house, and that's a
big white house painted green, with the two front doors on the back
So I went out to the lot and put the bridle on the barn, and the
horse on the saddle, led the gate up beside the fence, and the horse
got on. Went on down the road kind of study-like, till dreckly the
stump • •(?) got skeered at the fence; fence rared up and throwed
me right flat of my back in the middle of the road, right in a briar
patch. Tore one sleeve out of my Sunday breeches. So I picked myself
up, brushed the dirt off of the horse, got back on, and went leadin'
him on down the road. When I got to Sally's house, she had both doors shut
wide open, and the winders nailed down.
I knowed she was glad to see me, so I hitched the fence to the horse,
went in, throwed my hat in the fireplace, spit on the bed, and down I set
on a big iron chair, on a stool. So we begin to talk about politics, and
dreckly she said, "Bud, let's go down to the apple orchard and get some
peaches to make a huckleberry pie." So I asked her I didn't keer; while l's
going' down there I's walkin' jist as close beside her as I could get, her
on one side of the road and me on the 'tother. I got down there, I told her
I'd climb up in the pear tree and shake off some apples if she keered. She
asked me she didn't keer, so I dumb up in the pear tree and shuk and shuk
and shuk; dreckly the limb I was standin' on broke, and I fell
right straddle of a barb-wire fence, both feet on the same side. Hit my
right chin above my left elbow, and I told Sally right then and there, that'd
be my last time down in Moonshine Holler, and I ain't been back since.
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