TALES OF MY GRANDMOTHER.

New Zealand Times, Volume XXXI, Issue 4916, 23 December 1876, Page 1 (Supplement)

TALES OF MY GRANDMOTHER.

Hoogley's boy has been spending his summer vacation with his grandfather and grandmother down East. He got home this week, and a few evenings ago, while sitting on the curbstone adjusting a rag on his sore heel, he was telling Squeaky (one of hi 3 chums) what a good time he had. The following is his story: —"l've got the old bos3 grandmother for tellin' stories, and don't you forget it ! ' She is as much as 200 years old, with a great, long, crooked chin, and her face kinder looks like pork-scraps ; but she's a bu'ly old gal, and cant she tell some awful Injun stories. She says she's got three mattrenes stuffed with Injun's hair that my grandfather killed and scalped when he was a young man. All of my grandmother's pillers is stuflfed with Injun's hair, too, she says. My grandfather he'B got an old flintlock-gun that I guess was made when Noer cum out in the ark. My grandfather used to shoot bears'n, tigera'n, elefunts'n, crokerdiles'n. all lands of birds, and everything. My grandfather shot his gun'■ inter a lion or wolf one day, and the wolf growed mad'n run out of the woods'n run inter a naber's houee'n swallered three little children. My grandfather he runß'n grabbed the wolf'n skinned him'n saved the children fore : they's et up. Piruts used to sail up the river in front of my grandfather's house'n they used to rob folks and murder em and git their wunny ;, they used, to murder 1000 folks a day sometimes and bury the gold in a cave. My grandmother was all alone one day, and some piruts cum and set the house afire, and my grandmother throw'd bilin' water on the piruts, and they left four, millions of gold and run off. You ought to see my grandmother and hear her tell things! "—Boston Sunday Courier,