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Uncles Josh's Punkin Centre Stories
By Cal Stewart

Preface
To the Reader.
The one particular object in writing this book is to furnish you with an
occasional laugh, and the writer with an occasional dollar. If you get
the laugh you have your equivalent, and the writer has his.
In Uncle Josh Weathersby you have a purely imaginary character, yet
one true to life. A character chuck full of sunshine and rural simplicity.
Take him as you find him, and in his experiences you will observe
there is a bright side to everything.
Sincerely Yours Cal Stewart
Contents PREFACE
LIFE SKETCH OF AUTHOR
MY OLD YALLER ALMANAC
ARRIVAL IN NEW YORK
UNCLE JOSH IN SOCIETY
UNCLE JOSH IN A CHINESE LAUNDRY
UNCLE JOSH IN A MUSEUM
UNCLE JOSH IN WALL STREET
UNCLE JOSH AND THE FIRE DEPARTMENT
UNCLE JOSH IN AN AUCTION ROOM
UNCLE JOSH ON A FIFTH AVENUE 'BUS

UNCLE JOSH IN A DEPARTMENT STORE
UNCLE JOSH'S COMMENTS ON THE SIGNS SEEN IN NEW
YORK
UNCLE JOSH ON A STREET CAR
MY FUST PAIR OF COPPER TOED BOOTS
UNCLE JOSH IN POLICE COURT
UNCLE JOSH AT CONEY ISLAND
UNCLE JOSH AT THE OPERA
UNCLE JOSH AT DELMONICO'S
IT IS FALL
SI PETTINGILL'S BROOMS
UNCLE JOSH PLAYS GOLF
JIM LAWSON'S HOGS
UNCLE JOSH AND THE LIGHTNING ROD AGENT
A MEETING OF THE ANNANIAS CLUB
JIM LAWSON'S HOSS TRADE
A MEETING OF THE SCHOOL DIRECTORS
THE WEEKLY PAPER AT PUNKIN CENTRE
UNCLE JOSH AT A CAMP MEETING
THE UNVEILING OF THE ORGAN
UNCLE JOSH PLAYS A GAME OF BASE BALL
THE PUNKIN CENTRE AND PAW PAW VALLEY RAILROAD
UNCLE JOSH ON A BICYCLE
A BAPTISIN' AT THE HICKORY CORNERS CHURCH
A REMINISCENCE OF MY RAILROAD DAYS
UNCLE JOSH AT A CIRCUS
UNCLE JOSH INVITES THE CITY FOLKS TO VISIT HIM
YOSEMITE JIM, OR A TALE OF THE GREAT WHITE DEATH
UNCLE JOSH WEATHERSBY'S TRIP TO BOSTON
WHO MARCHED IN SIXTY-ONE

Life Sketch of Author
THE author was born in Virginia, on a little patch of land, so poor we
had to fertilize it to make brick. Our family, while having cast their
fortunes with the South, was not a family ruined by the war; we did not
have anything when the war commenced, and so we held our own. I
secured a common school education, and at the age of twelve I left

home, or rather home left me --things just petered out. I was slush cook
on an Ohio River Packet; check clerk in a stave and heading camp in
the knobs of Tennessee, Virginia and Georgia; I helped lay the track of
the M. K. & T. R. R., and was chambermaid in a livery stable. Made
my first appearance on the stage at the National Theatre in Cincinnati,
Ohio, and have since then chopped cord wood, worked in a coal mine,
made cross ties (and walked them), worked on a farm, taught a district
school (made love to the big girls), run a threshing machine, cut bands,
fed the machine and ran the engine. Have been a freight and passenger
brakeman, fired and ran a locomotive; also a freight train conductor and
check clerk in a freight house; worked on the section; have been a shot
gun messenger for the Wells, Fargo Company. Have been with a circus,
minstrels, farce comedy, burlesque and dramatic productions; have
been with good shows, bad shows, medicine shows, and worse, and
some shows where we had landlords singing in the chorus. Have played
variety houses and vaudeville houses; have slept in a box car one night,
and a swell hotel the next; have been a traveling salesman (could spin
as many yarns as any of them). For the past four years have made the
Uncle Josh stories for the talking machine. The Lord only knows what
next!

My Old Yaller Almanac Hangin' on the Kitchen Wall
I'M sort of fond of readin' one thing and another,
So I've read promiscus like whatever cum my way,
And many a friendly argument's cum up 'tween me and mother,
'Bout things that I'd be readin' settin' round a