Tales of a Vanishing RiverReed, Earl H. (Earl Howell)
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Tales of a Vanishing River
Reed, Earl H. (Earl Howell)
Illinois -- Social life and customs -- Fiction; Kankakee River (Ind. and Ill.) -- Fiction; Short stories, American
_Dec. 16–17–18_—Evrything is froze tite & so is the pump. I ben out on
trips & I think one ear is froze. I tended to a lot of bisness. I got
supplys & same kind of almanack for next yeare that I ben having. I
notis the predictions in it are not half so bad as the one that was
fetched for the litle present by Conkrite. He probly wanted to scare me
into the woods. I notis he keaps the same kind I do & he gave me the
other. I stopped at his place today & I saw Green & Wasson & J. Podnutt
thare. Wasson got well. Those were all good medicins I sent. Their noos
is timber theves are at it again down the river. Wasson hunts down thare
& he wants us all to form a possy and chase them out of the country but
your uncle chases nuthing these days he does not want. I tell them the
owners must be notified. I do not know what them old mud turkels talk
about all the time up to Conkrite’s. I got som candy for Jim Crow & I
paid Conkrite for his pork at a low price & Jim is now mine again. Jim
is good company if you kno how to get along with a bear. I got a noo
medicin. Instant Relief for Internal Disorders. Will try on sombody that
coms to see how I am & to borro medicin. It looks like a good remedy.
This has ben an active day.
_Dec. 20_—Think I got som cold on my trip Saturdy. Am taking the noo
remedy but do not yet kno what it will cure. I notis that 2 things that
are on the wrapper I am troubeled with. Big snow storm now going on.
_Dec. 21–22–23–24_—Your uncle Josiah has felt prety poorly for these 4
days. Hav taken my medicins stedy. Think I am now beter. Must go to
Baxter’s tomorro. Wether clear & cold.
_Dec. 26th_—I took diner up at Baxter’s & it was a good diner. We had
chickin fixings & cooked appels & a grate dele of other things & pie of
all kinds. I took the chickins up. We talked & smoaked & in P.M. Ed got
his fiddel out & playd hoppy tunes on it. A string was busted but he
done well with the rest. I got along fine with them 2 twins. Their
parents hav a lot of plesure with them babys. I had them on my lap & it
took me back to when I had 2 litle boys that did not kno beter than to
like to be around with their pa. I wish I had them litle boys back now.
They grew up & went away probly looking for beter friends. It is lonesom
heare on the iland with them & their mother all gone; once in a while I
find somthing around they playd with & things their mother had & them
things are what I got left. I must hav the Baxters down heare next
Chrismas if I am around. I will cetch them twins some young rabbitts
when they get old enough & som young mudturkels & pollywoggs to play
with like I used to do. Full moon at nite on my way back to the iland &
them 2 litle boys was asleep when I left.
_Dec. 27–28–29–30_—I ben too sick to rite in my wether book.
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