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              white hair at first reminded you of Andrew Jackson.   He was curious to
know my calling.   I told him.  �Oh you be an Artist? ah! I under-
stand!   Draws teeth? Adzactly!�       Another traveller shortly afterwards
arrived, who was addressed as �the Doctor�,  and seemed well known to the
family.     Old Warren told some queer stories, very suggestive of Alabama
life.    He & the Doctor spoke much of one �Rube�, a lawyer, in a
town adjacent.     How he addressed the Judge with �You think yourself
mighty big, settin� up thar�, but jest you come down and I�ll pound your
head good!�   �Ah!� said the Doctor �Rube�s a horse!�  �Ah!� said old
Warren �and he�s hosses to deal with!�     The old man got talking of himself.
How he�d �fout� cawding-duels in his boy days.       How, latterly, they�d
�run him� for Justice of the Peace.     How he�d ordered unlimited whiskey
�red eye�, made a speech, and got elected.  But the voters getting drunk, had
got to fighting, whereupon our Justice of the Peace felt the
carnal man stir within him, in emalation.     Said he �I couldn�t stand
it, it was a free fight � so I took off old Baptist� (I suppose his coat,)
went in, and knocked down six of �em!�         He talked much too of
rattlesnakes, and of a root which was an antidote to them, and believed
that if held over one, it would kill him!       He was a great democrat,
in politics, talked about �Mr Clay� being �our enemy�, and believed Van Buren
to be worse than the Devil.           With his quaint, hard way and talk, he was
a Character.
  17.  Monday.   Joined, before breakfast by Keene Richards.    He had
negociated about the horse Peytona, and telegraphed on to New Orleans,
agreeing to give $2000 for the mare.  But telegraph didn�t work, so he came
on without ratifying the bargain.   He had on returning to Tuscumbria found
a great state of excitement in that little town.   Certain citizens had slandered
one another about a house of ill fame, one had got a challenge sent him, got
frightened and left the place; six fisty-cuff fights had come off; a gambler               
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