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Back when I was a kid, my neighbor, up the holler, had his cozen from Ohio in for a visit.
This kid was a purebred city slicker and he was full of smart remarks about us hillbilly's. He was so scrawny that I would have got in trouble if I had "whooped em" so to get even we (my little brother and five or six other boys) asked him if he would take some snipes back to Ohio and sell them to the pet stores for $15 bucks each and send us the money. Although he was suspicious, the promise of making some money and the smoothness of our story got him going. He started out by offering to send us half the money and then he talked us into letting him be the one with the net and letting him keep everything he caught.
We walked him down an old road about a mile and left him with a sane draped over a culvert and no light, as we headed back up the holler, to begin our drive.
We went home and watched the Duke Boys on TV and had a good laugh. After a while, the grown ups found out what we had done and they got a good laugh out of it but told us we had better go get him. On the way to get him, I had an inspiration and got a little white chick from under a hen and we spread out and made a big racket, like we were driving snip into the trap. When I got up to the other end of the culvert I tossed the chick in and he began hollering I GOT ONE I GOT ONE!
We all acted impressed at the fact that this was the first albino snipe we had ever seen and that it must be worth 50 bucks! He wanted us to go off and do it again but we all said that we had to go home. His mom played along and made him give us the snipe because they were going to visit another relative the next morning, and it would probably die before they headed back home.
The last we heard he had begged his kinfolk in Manchester KY to take him snipe hunting!
This kid was a purebred city slicker and he was full of smart remarks about us hillbilly's. He was so scrawny that I would have got in trouble if I had "whooped em" so to get even we (my little brother and five or six other boys) asked him if he would take some snipes back to Ohio and sell them to the pet stores for $15 bucks each and send us the money. Although he was suspicious, the promise of making some money and the smoothness of our story got him going. He started out by offering to send us half the money and then he talked us into letting him be the one with the net and letting him keep everything he caught.
We walked him down an old road about a mile and left him with a sane draped over a culvert and no light, as we headed back up the holler, to begin our drive.
We went home and watched the Duke Boys on TV and had a good laugh. After a while, the grown ups found out what we had done and they got a good laugh out of it but told us we had better go get him. On the way to get him, I had an inspiration and got a little white chick from under a hen and we spread out and made a big racket, like we were driving snip into the trap. When I got up to the other end of the culvert I tossed the chick in and he began hollering I GOT ONE I GOT ONE!
We all acted impressed at the fact that this was the first albino snipe we had ever seen and that it must be worth 50 bucks! He wanted us to go off and do it again but we all said that we had to go home. His mom played along and made him give us the snipe because they were going to visit another relative the next morning, and it would probably die before they headed back home.
The last we heard he had begged his kinfolk in Manchester KY to take him snipe hunting!
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