. Highways and byways of the South. and snortin, and we thought thebridge had broke down or something. Then a mancome along and said John Smith was thar at HarpersFerry killing men, women, and children. But hedidnt know what he was a-doin it for ; nor nobodydidnt have the least notion what it all meant at couldnt tell head nor tail of it. Of cose we wanted to find out what was goin on,and we broke off work and went down to the town. Iallowed it was rather riskv, but I soon see Brown didntmolest nobody exceptin those that carried weapons, orthat was jukin round whar they had no busin
. Highways and byways of the South. and snortin, and we thought thebridge had broke down or something. Then a mancome along and said John Smith was thar at HarpersFerry killing men, women, and children. But hedidnt know what he was a-doin it for ; nor nobodydidnt have the least notion what it all meant at couldnt tell head nor tail of it. Of cose we wanted to find out what was goin on,and we broke off work and went down to the town. Iallowed it was rather riskv, but I soon see Brown didntmolest nobody exceptin those that carried weapons, orthat was jukin round whar they had no business. Hegobbled up quite a number of men and put em in theingin house, and he kep em thar until the soldierscome and made him a prisoner. They didnt do thatwithout a heap of fightin, and the way they capturedthe ingin house was to get a great long ladder, whichthey butted agin the door a few times and busted it in. John Browns Town ^S3 At the close of these reminiscences the man saidthat when we met he had been on his way to look at. A Hillside Highway a field he had planted to potatoes. Theyre justcomin up, he explained, and the bugs are a-gettin 254 Highways and Byways of the South after em. Them bugs are a kind of beetle thatsshaped a good deal like a terrapin, only they aresmaller and their shell is striped black and dont eat the vines much, but they lay eggs, andthe grubs that hatch from those eggs are ! Ive seen vines all et bare by em. Thebeetles crawl down under the lumps of dirt in theheat of the day, and if you go along then with a stickand poke over the nubs of earth around the vines, youcn find em and pinch off their heads. I dont seeem all, though, and I dont know but theyre goin toget the best of me. I got a pest on my peach trees,too. The worms are so bad on em Ive about con-cluded to give up raisin peaches. Some sprays theirtrees, but it dont do no good. Thar aint much usefor a man to work agin Providence. Im glad I met up with you, the m
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