Clipped From The Courier-Journal
"They lived around the barn at Ed"s house and slept in a box stall in the barn. That fall they disappeared. Winter came and, for the time being, we forgot about them. "On Christmas Eve morning the main chimney at Ed's house sank about two feet, tearing the floors and plastering as it went. There was consternation in West Point because nobody could account for It. "Nothing else happened until New Year's Day, when one corner of the kitchen caved in. The chairs and table all piled down in the corner. This, like the chimney, went the rounds of speculation, speculation, but no solution was reached. The necessary repairs were made. "The little town of West Point was startled again toward the last of January when the entire side of Mr. Laswell's house fell in. "Came February 2 and our two ground hogs emerged from a hole in the barn and played around in the yard. They had lost their coats, but retained the pants. The waistbands had cut in to their stomachs, stomachs, making a wrinkle around their middle parts. They almost had overgrown the wrinkle, however, as they were nearly full grown ground hogs by that time. They presented a funny spectacle in their cottonade britches so tight around the waist.