In the Tennessee mountainsCraddock, Charles Egbert
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In the Tennessee mountains
Craddock, Charles Egbert
Mountain life -- Tennessee -- Fiction; Short stories, American; Tennessee -- Social life and customs -- 19th century -- Fiction
"'Pears like ter me," said the very young fellow, father of the very
young daughter, "ef a man is old enough ter git married, he is old
enough to take keer of hisself. I kin make out no good reason why
Josiah Tait oughter be pertected agin Budd Wray. 'Pears ter me ef one
of 'em kin larn ter play Old Sledge, the t'other kin. An' Josiah hev
got toler'ble good sense."
"That's how come all ye young muskrats dunno nuthin'," retorted Blake
in some heat. "Jes' let one of you-uns git turned twenty year old, an'
ye think ye air ez wise an' ez settled as ef ye war sixty, an' ye can't
l'arn nuthin' more."
"All the same, I don't see ez Josiah Tait needs a dry-nuss ter keep off
Wray an' sech critters," was the response. And here this controversy
ended.
"Somehow," said Tobe Rains, reflectively, "it don't look likely ter me
ez he an' Josiah Tait hev enny call ter be sech frien'ly folks. I hev
hearn ez how Budd Wray war a-follerin' round Melindy Price afore she
war married, an' she liked him fust-rate till Josiah tuk ter comin'
'bout 'n the Scrub-Oak Ridge, whar she lived in them days. That thar
ain't the stuff ter make frien's out'n. Thar is some sort 'n cur'ous
doin's a-goin' on 'bout'n these hyar frien'ly kyerds."
"I knowed that thar 'bout'n his a-follerin' round Melindy afore she
war married. I 'lowed one time ez Melindy hed a mind ter marry Wray
stiddier Josiah," said the young father, shaken in his partisanship.
"An' it always 'peared like ter me ez it war mighty comical ez he an'
Josiah tuk ter playin' of Old Sledge an' sech tergether."
These questions were not easy of solution. Many speculations were
preferred concerning the suspicious circumstance of Budd Wray's
singular proficiency in playing Old Sledge; but beyond disparaging
innuendo and covert insinuation conjecture could not go. Everything was
left doubtful, and so was the road.
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