by Jerry Hyslope
One day down at Wilders General Store, there were a few men sitting around the old pot bellied stove seeing who could tell the biggest story "lie" . When in walked my Uncle Taylor.Mr. Don Wilder who ran the store ask Taylor if he knew any good ones he could share . Taylor said that he wished he had the time to but he had just got back from proctor holler before the bad storm hit. He said that he was pulling a load of logs out of proctor when it started to rain an hail. Taylor said " fellers ,I just had time to back my mule and wagon load of logs up into this old white oak trunk that was rotted out ,before my mule an wagon got wet. Before anyone could say a word ,Taylor said "well I guess I had better go and feed old Samson my mule, when he got to the door ,he turned and said," you do know old Samson can talk ,don't ye". Don said " well Taylor, what does your mule say? Taylor smiled and said "at feeding time I can ask Samson how many oats does he want eat this evening . and without a pause he will raise up his tail and say clearly, A FEWwww A FEWwww. People, its the truth as good as my Uncle Taylor Ivey could tell it.