Me'n Ol' Vernon Krebs wuz goin' to take ourselves fishin' one time, but we didn't have no fish bait. Vernon said, "Shoot, I know where it's a big ol' red wasp nest plumb full of them wasp grubs." I knowed better than to go with'im 'cause that ol' boy didn't have a good reputation for stayin' out'a trouble. It just naturally kind'a follered'im around then he'd turn around ever once in a while and get in it.
He said it wuz a big ol' red wasp nest over behind Miz Minnie Phillips's house and it wuz ready to knock. I reckon I ought'a explain to you that you knock wasp nests. That's how you get the things down from wherever they might be hangin', you knock'em.
Well, we took ourselves over to Miz Phillip's house and it didn't look like nobody wuz home. Ol' Vernon allowed as how it wuz OK to knock the thing even if she wuzn't home. He explained to me that it don't nobody want no live wasp nest in their back yard noway and that made good sense to me at the time.
They wuz a black walnut tree there purty close, and Ol' Vernon went over there and picked hisself up a bunch of them green black walnuts. First I guess I ought'a tell you that a green black walnut is one that ain't ripe yet. That's the reason they call it green. Anyhow, them walnuts wuz green and they still had the hull on'em. That made'em 'bout the size of a baseball, and they wuz danged near as hard.
Well, he went back over to the tree that wasp nest wuz in and he started to throwin' at it. He messed around and hit a ol' dead limb there next to that nest and them rascals got mad. I mean to tell you, it wuz red wuzps all over the place'n I kind'a backed off a little ways further than I already wuz. Vernon didn't do that. He stood right there amongst them wasps and he'd swat a while, holler a while, and then he'd throw anuther one of them walnuts. Them rascals got'im purty bad, but he never did give up.
Like I said before, he never did give up. He just kept on throwin' them walnuts. Finally he didn't have but one of'em left and he took good aim and let it fly. Folks, it hit just where it wuz supposed to and that nest and all them wasps come on down to the ground. It wuz only one thing wrong. That walnut didn't stop, it kept right on goin' and finally come down and hit Miz Phillip's prize goose Mortimer right smack dab in the middle of his head. It killed Ol' Mortimer deader that a door knob. I mean to tell you, that ol' goose didn't even flop around like a goose is supposed to. He just laid his big ol' self down and didn't move no more.
Miz Phillips come runnin' out of the house 'bout the time she heard Ol' Vernon hollerin' 'bout them wasp stings, and witnessed the whole thing. She wuz there in the house all the time. She wuzn't gone a'tall. It wuz at about this time that I decided that I could use worms just as good as wasp grubs and I took off for the fishin' hole. It's true that them bream like wasp grubs, but they like worms just about as good and I didn't particularly like the look that Miz Phillips had on'er face. She had on one of them "you done killed my prize goose" looks'n it wuz a mean'un.
Like I said, I had done lit out so I don't know what Miz Phillips done. I tried to talk to Ol' Vernon 'bout it a time or two, but he didn't want to talk about it. It's one thing that I couldn't help but notice though, ever time we went fishin' after that, Ol' Vernon would get hisself a ol' tomato can or sumpin' and dig worms for bait. Shoot, it didn't make no difference. Them fish like worms just about as good as they do grubs anyway
