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PAGE TWO— THE CHEROKEEAN OF RUSK. TEXAS —THURSDAY, Jl'IA II. 1985
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By CAROLYN ERICSOM
Mil Rcilhuri Street
Niii'iiiiilwhi's, Texas 75IMM
Searching for parents of John
It I, A ll< horn 15 March 18(10 in
Newberry District, S C.. died 2 Oc-
tober 1881 in Pike County,
Alabama. Wife was Kitsy .Ann, born
21 April 1H10 in N.C., died 15 June
1874 in Pike County, Alabama. Did
they marry in Alabama? They lived
at Brundidge (P.O.) and reared a
large family. Son William, born
1828 married Adaline BRIDGES
and had son, John McDaniel
BLAIR. born 1855 in Pike County.
Alabama, but he moved to Houston
County. Texas in the 1880's. John
III.AIR was my great, great gran-
dfather and any help you can give
me will be appreciated I will gladly
send postage for copies and ex-
change records with others working
on this John Blair. —Ms. Johnnie
Blair Deen, 7(>lMi Itellfort No. tx.
Houston, Texas 77(Mil.
family histories. II you are in-
terested in Leon County, you will
surely want a copy of (his book.
I am trying to locate a cousin by
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The Leon County History Book is
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"I like t' set out of an evenin' like
this," the old man said as he sat ift
his yard watching the pink of the
western sky fade into night. "All th'
aroma of th' night minglin' with th'
dew under a bright moon..."
"That's poetic!" 1 exclaimed.
"You're a poet!" He stretched his
neck up tall and looked prideful and
went on
"Th' smell of th' septic tank
minglin' with th' diesel fumes
blowin' over from th' big highway."
"But what you just said is not
poetic," I complained.
"It's alia same," he replied. "Th"
good smells ya call poetry, an' th'
bad smells, ya say they ain't. But
they all right here together. Poetry
must be whatever ya nose likes. But
it ought f rhyme.
"Artis says in all his college
career -might near a year-they
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It is my hope that you realize
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tried t' fob off that cheap poetry on
him-that don't rhyme. Artis favors
'Th' Night Before Christmas' kinda
poetry. Anyhow, th' book ya lended
me that's supposed t' be poetry,
ain't. It ain't."
"Shakespeare," I said, "is a
great story teller in poetic-
language, but he's not just a ver-
sifier."
"You noticed, too. Well, maybe
he writes good enough for his people
up north, but when a fella puts 'at
many words ya' can't understan' in
a polite book you'd think he could
git a few of 'em t' rhyme.
"Now, th' writin' in ya book looks
like poetry," he said, "but what ya
got when ya git into it is people 'at
supposed t' be talkin'. but they ain't
doin'nothin'but makin'speeches." •
"Soliloquies," I said.
"I didn't know what th' French
called it." he said as he sighted
down the crease of his hat. and. I
think, as malice poured out of one
eye he cocked at me.
"Anyways." he went on, "they
make speeches; one of em would
say. 'Hath th' weather done aught
to th' fine stand a peas thou hast in
yon patch, an' hast thee taken f th'
auction th' fair yearlin' that jumps
fences with exceeding great jumps
an' eateth on th' peas? Pray
tell... an so on, ya see. Then th'
other one-maybe he stands up,
maybe he gits up on th' porch
wavin' his arms--an' he makes his
speech. It ain't poetry.
"I tried t' read this poem in th'
other book about a man an' a snake
both wantin' drink a water outta th'
same trough. Lawrence somebody
wrote it,"
"D. H. Lawrence." I said. "I
remember that one."
"Well, sir, he's settin' there in his
underwear..."
"Pyjamas." I interrupted. "I
remember how he spelled
pyjamas."
"Don't interrup a poetry lover."
he cautioned me. "Especially when
he don't like th' poem an' it don't
rhyme."
"Go ahead." I said. "Critique this
classic. " And he did.
"D H . he's settin' there in his un-
derwear. says it's a 'hot. hot day'
an' he wants a drink a water, but
when he gets (' th' trough with th'
pitcher, they was this yellow
snake Th snake, it drunk some
water, looked up at D H, an' th'
May D H tells II, th' snake stuck
out his forked tongue
D H standin there in his un-
derwear thirsty an' couldn't git a
drink a water lor ih snake An he
ran i make htsselt gll a slick after
'im He letl in lave with that tamal
From..,
The
LIONS DEN
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last time I heard of her she was
living in Longview. Texas. Does
anyone know where she is living
now? Would appreciate having her
address. James Robertson, P.O.
Box UMi, Henderson, Texas 751152.
You have just celebrated the
Fourth of July and let us now see
just how sharp you really are Why
does Dolly Partin have such a small
waist? Give up? It is very difficult
for anything to grow in the shade.
As has been mentioned the Rusk
Lions Club have adopted a two mile
stretch of highway coming into
Rusk to try and keep clean. We
know of nothing more important as
far as the looks of the town is con-
cerned. If you haven't, you should
just get out and ride around a bit
and see the conditions of our roads
coming into our fair city. This one
has never seen one any worse. It is
mowed occasionally, not often
enough, and before mowing nothing
is picked up so the papers, boxes,
etc. are cut up into a million pieces
making it look worse than ever. It
actually looks like a road to dump
ground most of the lime. Many have
suggested that the City and the
County use persons in jail I o try to
make our area a little more presen-
table. We read that this is being
done in many places Why not here?
Some famous sayings by some
very famous Lions:
Lion Robert Watson - "A good
lime to mow the lawn is when your
neighbor's kid is practicing the
trombone."
Lion Corry Wallace--"Work hard
and save your money and when you
are old you will be able to buy the
things only the young can enjoy."
Lion Bill Curtis-"An intellectual
is someone who reads even when
he's not in the bathroom. "
Lion Marvin Smith--"A bachelor
is a man who is footloose and fiance
free."
Lion Boyd Speck-"Want to make
ends meet? Get off your own."
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Moving to the picturesque East
Texas Piney woods is the best way I
know to unwind from the stress of
big city crime, but it takes awhile.
What safer place is there than this
heartland of the Bible Belt? Over
many years of urban madness in
Dallas and Houston prior to
becoming an East Texan, anxiety
blended with paranoia and I
became an extremely light
sleeper...my own snoring will wake
me up, even to this day. I will wake
up in the wee hours of the morning
and, being unable to sleep, work at
my desk until daylight. The
memories of violence and the threat
of violence whtáb I have seen in my
lifetime are etched into my brain to
the point that it affects my sleeping
habits. I can remember the thugs
with sawed off shotguns who stood
behind the big iron gates of Top O
Hill Terrace, the swanky and
nationally infamous gambling
house that was in Arlington when I
was a kid. Gangsters around Fort
Worth and Dallas were as common
as dirt. I still recall the streets of
Dallas where the Debonair Club
was blown up, hurling the rooftop
over the middle of Samuels
Boulevard. I was in Dallas when
Kennedy was shot; then Oswald. I
grew up with violence. It's been all
around me for as long as I can
remember.
Sometimes I can still hear the
yelping sounds of police cars that
were always chasing someone
through the Houston Heights. I can
still see the search light of the
helicopter hovering over my house
as it beamed down on me
suspiciously while I was in my own
back yard I still remember the
stray bullet pinging through the
dining room window while Fae and
I were eating supper.
Then, there was the terrifying
experience with the pretty cocktail
waitress who lived next door with
her boyfriend. They had a fight she
locked him out and he broke all of
the windows trying to get hack in.
The cops later hauled him off for
violating a restraining order and the
waitress found another boyfriend to
move in with her I figured there
would he more trouble Sure
enough, a few weeks later, I got up
In the wee hours and put the coffee
on My desk was ne*t lo the front
door which had three small ret'
BYE.B. Musick, Jr.
Lion Lester Hughes-"Perhaps
the greatest pleasure in life is doing
what people say you cannot do."
Lion President Charles Horton-
• "Destiny shapes our ends, but
calories shape our middles."
Lion Allen Gilchrest--"Thq dif-
ference between talent and dumb
luck depends on whether it's your
fortune or somebody else's."
Lion Dean Evans--"A teacher
told a boy in class that he'll never
grow up to be President, but with
his absentee record he might make
it lo the senate."
Lion W D. Draper--"You couldn't
pay me enough to be president or
governor, but at the end of the mon-
th I sure would like to be able to
veto a few bills. "
Lion Ike Daniel--"When all the
kids have grown up. married and
moved away, most parents ex-
perience a strange new emotion:
It's called ecstasy."
Lion Lewie Byers-"Most trees
take five years to produce nuts, but
not a family tree."
Lion Winlord Blake-"Money
may buy a dog. but only love makes
him wag his tail. "
Lion Tom Ball--"Trying to unsay
a bad remark is like trying to un-
scramble an egg."
Lion Billy Watson--"A 'brat' is a
child who acts like your own but
belongs toa neighbor."
Lion Bobby Tosh-"Your money
goes farther these days. It goes all
the way to Washington."
Lion Glen Stanley-"A conceited
person has at least one good point-
he doesn't talk about other people."
Lion Doyle Rasberry-"A modern
city is a place where a man pays a
dollar to park his car so he won't be
fined twenty bucks while spending
fifty cents for a nickle cup of cof-
fee."
Lion Richard Johnson-"A man
can fool all women some of the
time, and some of the women all the
time. But what really bugs him is he
can't fool the same woman all the |
time."
Lion Jack Fitts-"Not only is the
horse becoming extinct, but so are
the people who work like one."
Lion Morris Elliott-"When you
stop and think about it, the only
thing that can lay down on the job
and still produce is a hen."
Lion George Dodd-"And the good
Lord said, let there be light—with
monthly billing from my com-
pany."
Lion Paul Cox-"There's a dif-
ference between being well-
preserved for your age, and in
being pickled all the time."
Lion James Campbell--"Women
have their ears pierced, men just
have theirs bored."
Lion Orren H. Bowling~"A poll
taken of mice, it has been con-
clusively proven that smoking is the
major cause of statistics."
Lion Elmer Beckworth-"Another
sign of technological progress. The
coal bin of 50 years ago is now
the wine cellar. "
Lion Manuel Aguilar--"Thee
latest load of junk mail was just too
much. We're going to get an
unlisted mailbox "
Harry had worked for a company
for a long time and one day his boss
asked him what he had done with
the money he had earned. He
thought for a moment and said, "I
spent quite a bit on women, drink,
gambling, entertainment-the rest I
spend foolishly."
See You Thursday Noon Southern
Motor Inn.
Beating Around the Bush
The CheroR
lisps lojsm
tangular windows at the top. 1 tur-
ned the desk lamp on and went back
to the kitchen to get my coffee.
When I returned, I was about to
place my coffee down on the desk
top when..."BAM! BAM! BAM!
BAM! on the front door scared me
so bad that I dropped the cup and
spilled coffee all over my desk. I
looked up at the windows on the
front door and saw the cocktail
waitress with her nose mashed on
the glass; a horror-stricken, contor-
ted expression on her face. Cold
chills covered my body; electr\¿ity
shot up my spine and the hair on the
back of my neck stood straight out.
My heart was about to pound out of
my chest as I jerked the door open
and broke off the end of my toenail.
"Wh-Wh-What's Wr-Wr-Wrong?"
I yelled as I looked into the
darkness behind her, expecting at
any second a stark naked, 7-foot
tall, hairy chested ogre springing
out of the bushes brandishing a
huge butcher knife.
"Ahhhhhhh! Ahhhhhhh!
Ahhhhhhh!"
She just stood there with a
blanket wrapped around her, ut-
tering wierd sounds of sheer terror,
unable to speak. Her wild, glassy
eyes were encircled with black
rings of hard living.
I grabbed her arm and jerked her
through the doorway so fast that
she landed on the couch minus her
blanket...completely nude. I slam-
med the front door so hard that
paint crumbled off the door facing.
At that very moment, Fae walked
into the living room and asked what
was going on. She told me later that
I was white as a sheet as I tried to
tell her that I didn't know what was
going on I called the cops while Fae
helped the girl with her blanket. Af-
ter the girl calmed down, she told us
that she woke up with a strange
man in bed with her; that she had
grabbed the blanket and had run
out the front door while the stranger
had run out the back door. The cops
told me later that they thought the
girl was doped up and had hallucin-
ated the whole thing.
The following week, I got Fae to
put some curtains on those windows
in the front door I bought a .38
Smith & Wesson and a box of hollow
points. I kept the gun hidden under
some pot holders in a basket on the
kitchen counter The first thing I
would look at when I came home to
an empty house was to see if the
basket of pol holders had been
disturbed I didn't want some jerk
to he wailing in the house to shoot
me with my own gun
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MJRM RimON NATfcg
fAYAMU: IN AOVANTS
I said earlier that il takes awhile
to get over this type of stress. We've
lived in the Piney Woods for over
three years now. I'm not quite so
paranoid about coming home to an
empty house. We have a big black
dog named Jesse who is eaten
plumb up with ugly and likes to
chew on people's legs I keep the
loaded .38 hanging on a nail in plain
sight. Of course, I can't resist glan-
cing up on the wall as I enter the
house to make sure that the gun is
still there. I haven't gotten over the
fear of someone waiting in the
house to shoot me with my own gun.
About a year ago, I got. up in the
wee hours and sat down at th table
to drink my first cup. I took a couple
of sips and sat there, thinking. Sud-
denly, a wild, glassy eyed, knife-
wielding woman with black rings
around her eyes came charging
down the stairs from the loft, a
blanket wrapped around her. She
lunged at me with the knife and I
jumped to defend myself. When I
spilled the coffee on the table, I
woke up from my nightmare; chill
bumps on my arms. I looked up on
the wall; the .118 was still there.
Jesse was out on the porch with a
scowl on his face, mouth watering
for leg-of-human.
I love the serenity of our little
place in the woods. It's been cool
lately and we have enjoyed sitting
on the front porch sipping our coffee
as the sun rises and peeks through
the pine trees. I got up in the wee
hours this morning and put the cof-
fee on. It must have been some time
after my second cup that Fae and I
were sitting on the front porch. The
skies had a strange tint to them.
The ground was an eerie orange
color. Everything seems so quiet
for some reason. The leaves on the
trees were perfectly still. Nothing
moved ..no sign of life. Something
wasn't right. Suddenly, it dawned
on me what was wrong.. .Jesse was
gone! I jumped up and opened the
front door to look at the nail in the
wall...the gun was gone.
"Oh, no!" I yelled My own words
woke me up. I had ilo/.ed off at the
kitchen table; it was just a dream. I
looked up on the wall; the .3 was
still there. Jesse was out on the por
ch... hungry, mean. The birds were
Chirping and the leaves were
blowing from a cool morning breeze
as the sun ruys filtered through the
pines
The Htble Belt, nice place to be
However, More I kill my dog, sell
my it* ami make an appointment
wiih an analyst concerning my
paranoia, I want to compare tlie per
capita crime rate of some Katd
Tena* areas with *om«* densely
populated «reus «I Tesas Do we
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