Stars in My Crown Page #4

Just saying a good

thing don't make it so.

Lon Backett puts me in mind

Of an old foxhound I used to have

Name of governor Dobbs.

Old gov had a voice like a $12 bugle,

And he loved to use it.

Seemed like he just

wasn't happy enough to live

Unless he could tell

everybody what to do.

Got to where every time I

turned him loose in the pack,

He'd start giving tongue

Whether he picked up the scent or not,

Just to prove he was top dog.

Ha ha ha!

Some folks are like hounds

in that respect, I reckon.

Good story.

Don't rush me.

Trouble was, when it come to trailing,

Ol' gov never did know a

buck rabbit from a bumblebee.

You know what that fool dog did?

He led the whole pack plumb

into a flock of skunks.

Ah, I guess Lon Backett

will have to kick up

An almighty big stink

before he learns his lesson.

You ready to go, john?

I thought we'd stop by the

Isbell place on the way home.

Come again soon.

We'll sure do that.

Hey!

Josh!

I guess the Parson and I

Had been out to the Isbell

place a hundred times.

The Parson used to say

The Isbell farm was

everything a farm should be.

Hey, Jed.

Jed!

Jed!

My!

What's more,

he acted like he thought

Jed Isbell himself was

everything a man should be...

anyway, almost everything.

Well, now! Climb down!

Get a drink of the best

well water in the county!

How's that game leg of yours?

Oh, just tol'able, J.D., just tol'able.

A lot of folks thought

Jed Isbell was a strange

friend for a preacher to have,

But then, the Parson and

Jed had fought side by side

From fort Donelson to missionary ridge.

The war had welded bonds that

nothing, it seemed, could break.

How you been there, J.D.?

Fine, fine.

Guess you ain't heard the news.

Hey, Jed!

Jed, you've got enough tow-Headed sons

To start a swedish sunday school.

Howdy, Parson.

What was your news?

Oh, nothing special, I just

bought 40 acres of bottom land

From the widow Matthias, that's all.

More land?

Yes, the boys here sort

of talked me into it.

I guess they felt that I

wasn't keeping 'em busy enough.

Ohh! Ha ha ha!

It was a good buy, prime soil.

I figure we'll get a bale

an acre off of that land.

You'll do it, all right.

You got the lord on your side.

Don't you know that by now?

Well, now let me see, Parson.

I don't remember taking

on any extra hands lately.

Just me and the missis and the boys

And two good mules named Sam and Ike.

I think we'll get along

Without any help from the lord.

Well, folks can get

along without eyes, too,

But they can't see.

Come on, john.

You boys ought to take better

care of this old Billy goat...

keep him out of fights he can't win.

See you, Parson, good-Bye, now.

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