. Highways and byways of the South. eelse in the world. Aint that so, Steve ? asked in conclusion, turning to my landlord. Yes, replied Steve, and I cn tell you a storyto illustrate it. Over on Pigeon River thars a manthat claim he been dead and come to life. He sayhe went to heaven for half an hour, and he met Christthere, and the man, he tell Christ about the road hehad come, an how lonesome it was, and he ask Christif that was raelly the road to heaven. Hit was allgrass-grown, he say. Hit mus be vey few ever goto heaven if that the road, he say. And Christ say,^ Yes, that the roa
. Highways and byways of the South. eelse in the world. Aint that so, Steve ? asked in conclusion, turning to my landlord. Yes, replied Steve, and I cn tell you a storyto illustrate it. Over on Pigeon River thars a manthat claim he been dead and come to life. He sayhe went to heaven for half an hour, and he met Christthere, and the man, he tell Christ about the road hehad come, an how lonesome it was, and he ask Christif that was raelly the road to heaven. Hit was allgrass-grown, he say. Hit mus be vey few ever goto heaven if that the road, he say. And Christ say,^ Yes, that the road to heaven, but that not the onlyroad. That jus the road from East Tennessee. To my thinkin, though, Steve continued, thepeople here dont begin to be so rough as I jy areover the line in North Carolina; and the women thereare worse than the men. Lots o those North Caro-lina women will take a man an whack him all awful people for the law there, too, and alwayssuing. I never did see the like. In the Tennessee Mountains 25. A Mountain Mill Thars some good people over in North Carolina/cornmented Mr. Gliddon, but thar aint enough ofem. Thats puttin it putty strong, perhaps, anI dont know but I ought to say what Uncle Ned 126 Highways and Byways of the South Cooper always say at the end of his speak at prayer-meetin: Brethren, says he, if Ive said any thinamiss to-day I hope you and the Lord will forgive me. Uncle Ned has his own way of talking, observedSteve, but for downright queerness of talk the moun-tain folks beat all. The other day a man was downhere after the doctor, an he say, Doctor, my wifedone drap dead. I want yo to come an see her. And the doctor say, If shes dead, you dont wantme, you want the coroner. No, the feller says, she aint plumb dead. Sheonly drap dead. He meant shed fainted. Some o those mountain girls look almost like var-mints, said Mr. Gliddon, and I dont reckon theyvebeen washed in their lives ; but you educate em angive em a chance, an they
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