Aunt Bill Rambles
Well we’ens wuz out and about tother day when I see’d this sign — I thought it rung a bell, but couldn’t rec-ollect just how that was. After I had studied about it a while, I axed John if he know’d about fiddle worms. Well, of course, he said yow he did and we talked and talked about just that. He said he used to fiddle for worms when he was a kid.
Fiddle Worms for Sale
I just had to go back to where I’d see’d the sign and do some askin’. We shore did enjoy it. This feller and his wife go down on the creek and fiddle for worms jest about ever day and they’ve got a barrel or two of fiddle worms in the car shed. I don’t think they call hit a car shed — maybe a car porch or sompin’ like that.
Now John said he used to take a short board, sharpen one end and drive hit in the ground and then take another short board and rub back and forth across the end that’s out of the ground. This other feller uses a piece of sapling. to stick in the ground and then saws down through hit with a hand saw. He allowed they pick up worms as far out from the sawing as 20 foot. His wife said she had the places on the creek named — one is kindergarten and on up to college. In the college spot they git the biggest worms and in kindergarten they git the babies. These folks sell worms for thirty cents a piece — can you believe folks’ll buy thirty cent worms to fish with? Y, the very idee. I ain’t never heerd’d the beat.
Worms in the Barrel
I got to looking into this and found out they hold worm fiddlin’ contestes in South Alabama. One man down in that a-rea’ takes the chain of’n his chain saw and sticks the end of hit down in the ground and cranks it up. This is all we’ve talked about all the week. Now ain’t this sompin’ for country living?
A Make Shift Worm Fiddler