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The Life and Travels of John W. Bear. "The Buckeye Blacksmith."

The Life and Travels of John W. Bear. "The Buckeye Blacksmith."

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General United States History

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ISBN10: 1151192368
ISBN13: 9781151192363
Publisher: General Books
Pages: 90
Weight: 0.39
Height: 0.19 Width: 7.44 Depth: 9.69
Language: English
This historic book may have numerous typos, missing text or index. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. 1873. Not illustrated. Excerpt: ... CHAPTER I. I WAS born in the year 1800, in Frederick County, Maryland, near New Market, of poor but respectable parents, and was the eldest son. At the early age of ten years I was put out to service with an old gentleman by the name of Hagan, who kept a tavern and had several grown sons and a number of slaves; so I was at once deprived of all moral influence. It would be folly for me to describe a country tavern in those days; suffice to say that all the old bloats of the neighborhood would gather there on Saturday and Public days to run horses, fight chickens, drink bad whisky and black each others eyes. Many were the knock downs and bloody noses I saw in the three or four years I lived there. You can well imagine that my moral training was very poor, as I was only a lacky boy for any who chose to avail themselves of my services, and many was the sound flogging I got for not coming up to time. In the fall of the year when election time came on it was the habit of wealthy politicians to get all the poor white voters they could a day or two before election and furnish them rooms in the upper part of their houses and supply them with plenty of the best the market could afford, and plenty of whisky, and cards to play with, and keep them there until the morning of the election, (this they called cooping, ) and then load them on wagons and haul them to the polls and vote them; after voting was over get them to fighting, this they called sport. This tavern of Hagan's was a great cooping place, as he had a son who was a great politician, being Deputy Sheriff of the county while I lived with his father, and a great political trickster and with all not any too honest as will be shown by the following: On a certain day a gentleman called at the tavern to get his dinner an...

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