One night while John McCullough wa playing "Virginias" in Little Rock, a lean, oíd fellow from the hills, wliile ¦'¦¦: 1:"u ut tlie fopt o t' ihp oiot iuee stnirs was aecostedoy an acquaintance, wlio Hsked : "Uncle Billy, are you golng to see the show f" "What sort o' a show is it, Lisre?" "One o' these here actin' show?, what men an' woinen come out on a platform an' how an' scrape." "No, hosse8 in it, Li?e?" "No hosses, Uncle Billv." "Then I don't heliere 11] go up. 1 got enongh o' that sort o' thing when Abe Spiller's school Rhetilown. We'veseed all they can do. C une on here an' let's go 'round hera wlmr tlmr. fi-liaw ia nlsvin'