IMAGE EVALUATION TEST TARGET (MT-3) 1.0 I.I 11.25 IM 12.5 liO 2.2 ? ^ m 1.4 in 1.6 I ^ ^. Vi "^ /: 'm '>:> 7 -(^ Hiotographic Sciences Corporation 23 WEST MAIN STREET WEBSTER, N.Y. 14580 (716) 873-4503 .d to nt ie pelure. pon A n 1 2 3 32X 1 2 3 4 5 6 -7)^ A.J .y Ma Z(r? i v^ TRAITS OK AMERICAN HUMOUR. / ?i> } i /^ \r \ \ T.OrDOH: HUE-ST X-ELACKETT, FEE: ih 1?CH. T n \ I i w C A V 3ioi;ii, > /tlV; \i TliullS. A < f t^^ I Y c Wv<^.S V. .. C cV^ ,,„*SW-*— • — , « ._ -^u.5jf^iO^-{H^n, >> HURST A]^D SUCCESSOl 13, GREA'i * ■ ' l:SIIK_..S,' '•; 8 / \ \ / \ I <• IJ v<^ a ,, S.;» M% \ V / '»:B:LACKF.T7 S.vddUr n I. ! .'..•':'.*^-»r. T U A I T S OF AMERICAN HUMOUR, BY NATIVE AUTHORS. |H«^V i u Viv.>c t ovv. ,n Vo V^A.<^S C., c^ ' ;<> OLASSIFiCATJCW \ \ y^ ft (^ A N A P A • ^*' J LONDON: HUEST AND BLACKETT, PUBLISHERS, SUCCESSORS TO HENRY COLBURN, 13. GREAT MARLBOROUGH STREET. 260117 JOHN' CIIILDS AND SON, TRINTERS. \ / rui: FAci:. Mo-^T r.iiropcans speak of America as they do of Kiiji^land, Vraiu'c, ur Prussia, as ono of the ^'ivat coiintrioa of tlie workl, but without rt't'eiviiei' to the fact that it covers a lui'fjjer portion fl" llie nloht! than all of thi'iii coHei'tively. lu like luauuer an lilt' >n'\v EuLdaiul t'oiifiHU'racy oiML^iiially couipriscHl tlio most t'iili<,'htt'iu'il and most powerful trausathintic nrovincea, and the inhabitants aceidentally acquired the appeilatioi\ of Van- kees, 80 this term is very generally api)lied to all Americans, and is too often used as a national, instead of a |jrovineial or a sectional S()bri(|uet. In order to fui'ui an accurate estimate of Ihe national humour, it is necessary to bear these two <;reat j)()pular errors constantly in view. The ICastern ami Western, Northern and Southern States, thouijh settled by a population speakincj the same lansp to his purse, and a but- ton to his pocket, not skilled to build against time, as in old countries, but against sore-pressing need, accustomed to move tl' ' world with no assistants but his own two feet, and no lever but his own long forecast. A strange hybrid, indeed, did cir- cumstances beget here, in tlie New AVorld, upon the old Puri- tan stock, and the eartli never before saw such mystic practi- calism, such niggard geniality, such calculating fanaticism, such cast-iron entiiusiasni, such unwilling humour, such close-fisted This new " Grceculus esuricns'''' will make a livincr generositv out of anything. He will invent new trades as well as new tools. His brain is his capital, and he will get education at all risks. Put him on Juan Fernandez, and he will make a spelling- book first, and a salt-pan afterwards. In caelum jusseris, ibit, or the other way either, it is all one so that anything is to be got by it. Yet after all, thin, speculative Jonathan is more like the Englishnum of two centuries ago than John Bull himself is. He has lost somewhat in solidity, has become lluent and adapt- able, but more of the original groundwork of character remains. New England was most assuredly an unpromising soil wherein to search for humour; but fortunately that is a hardy and ])rolinc ])lant, and is to be found in some of its infinite varieties, in more or less abundance everywhere. To the well-known appellation of Yankees their Southern friends have added, as we have seen, in reference to their re- markable pliability, the denomination of " Eels." Their hu- mour is not merely original, but it is clothed in quaint language. They brought with them nuuiy words now obsolete and forgotten in England, to which Ihey have added others derived from thefr intercourse with the Indians, their neighbours the French and Dutch, and their peculiar productions. Their pronuncia- tion, perhaps, is not very dissimilar to that of their Puritan forefathers. It is not easy to convey an adequate idea of it on paper, but the following observations may render it more intelligible : " 1. * The chief peculiarity is a drawling pronunciation, and sometimes accom])anied by speaking through the nose, as eend for enil^ dawg for dog, Gawd for God, &c. " 2. Before the sounds ow and oo, they often insert a short 2, \vhich wc will represent by the y ; as kijow for cow, vyoio for tow, ii/oo for too, dijco for do, &.c. "3.f The genuine Yankee never gives the rough sound to * ?cc Introduction to Dictionary of Amoricanisms, p. xxiv., and Biglow's Papers. t k5CC lutroductiou tu liiijlow's i'ap»;rs, p. xxiv. VI PREFACE. the r when he can lielp it, and often displays conslderahlo in- genuity in avoiding it, eviMi bt'f'ore a vowel. "4. Ho sL'hlom sounds the linal y, a piece of self-denial, if Ave consider his partiality for nasals. Tlie ssauie may be said of the final d, as luuC and *'/c/;j' for hand and sUduL " 5. Tiie h in auch words as ivhlJe, ivlwu, ichcre, he omita altogether. "6. In regard to « he shows some inconsistency, sometimer? giving a close and obscure sound, as I/eo for J/avc, Iieiidij I'm- luindi/, ez for as, lliet for that ; and again giving it the bruaJ auund as in father, as luoi.some for handsome. " 7. All in such words as daufjhter and slavjjliter he pro- nounces <7//." Wholly unconstrained at first by conventional usages, and almost beyond tiie reach of the law, the inhabitants of the West indulged, to the fullest extent, their propensity for fun, frolic, and the wild and exciting s])orts of the chase. Emigrants from the border States, they engrafted on the dialects of their native places exaggerations and pecnliarities of their own, until they acquired almost a new language, the most remarkable feature of which is its amplification. Everything is superlative, awful, ])ov»'erful, monstrous, dreadful, almiglity, and all-fired. As specimens of these extravagancies four narratives of the Ad- ventures of the celebrated Colonel Crocket are given, of which the humour consists mainly in the marvellous. As they were desiijjned for "the million," among whom the scenes are laid, rather than the educated class, they were found to contain many expressions unlit for the ])erusal of the latter, which I have deemed it proper to expunge. Other numbers in both volumes, liable to the same objection, have been subjected to similar expurj^ation, which,, witiiout aifecting their raciness, has materially enhanced their value. The tales of both AVest and South are written in the lan- guage of the rural population, which differs as much from the Yankee dialect as from that of the Cockney. The vocabulary of both is most copious. Some words owe their origin to cir- cumstances, and local productions, and have thence been sj)read over the whole country, and adopted into general use ; such as* backwoods, brcadstujfs, harrtns, botloms, cane-hraJce, ci/press- brakr, corn-broom, corn-sbuckinq, charing, deadcnin(j, di(i M »> Attack' d. Anvwhoro. >> >» ,, Bachelor. „ Bayonet. ,, liear, W. „ Because. „ Boil. „ Chair. „ Chimney. „ Cupola. „ Caught. „ Creature. „ Curious. „ Dare, AV. „ Dauji;htcr. „ Do, N.E. „ Delighttul. ., Drown' d. „ Drove, W. „ Dubious. „ End. „ Everywhere. „ Girl. „ Give. „ Get. „ General. Gave. Gown. „ Hair, W. ,, Hearth, S. Hinder. Hoist. „ Home, N.E. „ Homely. X.E. „ Whole, W. .. Oil. Enemy. Jaundice. Just. >» „ James. „ Join. ,, Joist, * „ Kettle. » Cover. Learn. Larnin Lives Lcetle Nary Ourn Perlite Ilacket Rale llench Ilheumatiz Buff Sarcer Sarce Sarve Sassy Scace Scass Sen Shay Shot Sistern Sich Sot Sorter Stan Star Stun Stiddy Spettacle Spile Squiach Streech Suthia Tech Tend Tell'd Thar Timersome Tossel Umberell Varmint Wall Whar Yaller Yourn for Learning. J.icf. Little. Neither. Ours. Polite. Rocket. Real. Rince. Rheumatism. Roof, N.E. Saucer. Sauce. Serve. Sauce. Saucy. Scarce. Scarce, W. Since, W. Chaise, N.E. Shut, S. Sisters, W. Such. Sat. Sort of. Stand, N.E. Stair, W. Stone, N.E. Steady, N.E. Spectacle. Spoil. Quench. Stretch, W. Something. Touch. Attend. Told, N.^. There, W. Timorous. Tassel. Umbrella. Vermin, W. Well, N.E. Where, W. Yellow. Youra. 5' )l >> M ») >» » >1 >> » ») » »> »» >) J> >> »> >» J» »» )> >» » U J» »? •)•> PREFACE. iz Until lately the humour of the Americans has been chiefly oral. Up to the period when the publication of the first American " Sporting Magazine " was commenced at Baltimore, ill 1829, and which was immediately followed by the publication, in New York, of "The Spirit of the Times," there existed no such class of writers in the United States, as have since that recent day conferred such popularity on this description of literature. The New York " Constellation " * was the only journal ex- ])ressly devoted to wit and humour ; but " The Spirit of the Times " soon became the general receptacle of all these fugitive productions. The ability with which it was conducted, and the circulation it enjoyed, induced the proprietors of other periodi- cals to solicit contributions similar to those which were attract- ing so much attention in that paper. To collect, arrange, and pre- serve these specimens of American humour, and present them to the British reader in an unobjectionable shape, is the object of this compilation. • See Porter's account of " The Spirit of the Times." CONTEIfTS. I. MV FIRST AXD LAST SPEECH IN THE GENERAL COUUT II. IIOSS ALLEN, OF : aS!«OUKI III. THE WIDOW KUGBY'S HV&DAND .. IV. THE BIG HEAIl OF ARKANSAS .. V. JOHNNY BEEDLE's COURTSHIP . . VI. THE MARRIAGE OP JOHNNY BEEDLE VII. JOHNNY BEEDLE's THANKSGIVING VIII. AUNT NABBY's STEWED GOOSE . . IX. DECLINE AND FALL OP THE CITY OP DOGTOWN X. THE COON-HUNT ; OR, A FENCY COUNTRY XI. A RIDE WITH OLD KIT KUNCKER XII. SETH WILLET : TI'E ELK COUNTY WITNESS XIII. THE TWO FAT SALS .. .. .. .. XIV. WAU'S YUUE HOSS ? .. XV. BOB LEE XVI. THE SHOOTING-MATCH XVII. THE HORSE SWAP XVIII. THREE CHANCES FOR A WIFE . . XIX. THE YANKEE AMONGST THE MERMAIDS . . XX. CAPTAIN STICK AND TONEY XXI. THE WAY BILLY HARRIS DROVE THE DRUM-FIbU TO MA IvET « • • • • •^ • • • • XXII. YANKEE HOMESPUN PAOB I 8 10 IS ■•30 3i 41 48 51 oG 59 0') G9 70 72 82 06 103 lot 115 117 122 XXIII. XXIV. XXV. XXVI. XXVII. XXVIII. XXIX. XXX. XXXI. XXXII. PA an 1 XXXIII. XXXIV. 8 XXXV. 10 XXXVI. .. IS XXXVII. . . ."jO XXXVIII. .. 31 XXXIX. .. 41 XL. .. 48 XLI. .. 51 XLII. . . oG XLIII. . . 5a ' XLIV. . . 05 XLV. . . 09 1 XLVI. .. 70 XLVII. • • '' XLVIII. . . 82 XLIX. . . 06 L. .. 103 LI. .. 104 LII. ,. 115 LIII. LIV. .. 117 LV. .. 122 LVI. CONTENTS. THE INDEFATIGABLE BEAH-HUNTER .. ., COLONEL CROCKETT'S RIDE OX THE BACK OF A BUFFALO COLONEL CROCKETT'S ADVENTURE WITH A GRIZZLY BEAR 132 COLONEL CROCKETT, THE BEAR, AND THE SWALLOWS A PRETTY PREDICAMENT . . THE EDITOR'S CREED JOSH beanpole's courtship , . PETEB brush, the GREAT USED UP cousin sally DILLIARD THE AGE OF WONDERS HOW SIMON SUGGS "RAISED JACK" .. MY FIRST VISIT TO PORTLAND BILLY WARRICK'S COURTSHIP AND MARRIAGE OUR TOWN . . "FALLING OFF A LOO," IN A GAME OF "SEVEN UP ' A YANKEE CARD-TABLE DICK M'COY'S SKETCHES OF HIS NEIGHBOURS KICKING A YANKEE .. WHY MR SELLUM DISPOSED OF THE HORSE METAPHYSICS A TIGHT RACE CONSIDEBIN' . . A SHARK STORY A BEAR STORY THE BEST-NATURED MAN IN THE WORLD chunkey's fight with the panthers a bully boat, and a brag captain FYDGET FYXINGTON DOING A SHERIFF . . THE MUSCADINE STORY POLLY PEABLOSSOM'S WEDDING THE MOTHER AND HER CHILD PELEO PONDER ; OR, THE POLITICIAN WITHOUT A SIDE THE THIMBLE GAME . . ' . . MIKE HOOTER'S BAR STORY . . li PAOR 123 131 135 136 139 142 150 158 160 164 173 176 187 187 190 192 196 198 201 206 214 221 226 232 238 242 251 254 260 268 271 275 285 2U CONTENTS. LVII. COCSIN (il'SS , « . * LVIII. Tin; (iANIiKIi-riLMNO I;[X. IKiW MIKK HOdTKU CAME VLUY NE AHCM ('(•UNY LX. AN INTI:KK.STIN(} intlkview LXI. HEN AVII,>.<>n'» east Jl(i-HA(;E LXII. MIKE El.NK IN A TUiHT I'LACE LXIII. oLu ,siN(;iN<;-.>-(;iiooL LXIV. WHEliE ,K)E MEIMWEATIIER WENT TO LXV. (JEOKCIA THEATKICS.. LXVI. TAKIN(; THE CENSUS LXVII. A KAMM.Y I'KJTl'UE .. LXVIII. THE FASTEST TCNEUAL ON RECORD It " V.A L01'IN(; PA OK '2' JO •2'Jf] ;}i() ;]-'■» .•]2S o.i 1 •Jul •y> 1 TEAITS OF AMEEICAN nUMOUE. I. MY FIRST AND LAST SPEECH IN THE GENETIA-L COURT. If I live a thousand years, I slmll never forf^et the day I was clioson representative. Isaac Longlegs ran liimself out of a, vear'a growth to bring nie tlie news, for I staid away from town meeting out of dignity, as tlie way is, being a candidate. At first I could not believe it ; though when I spied Isaac coining round Slouch's corner, with his coat-tails ilapping in the wind, and pulling straight ahead for our house, I felt certain that something was the matter, and my heart began to bump, bump so, under my jacket, that it was a > onder it didn't knock a button off. However, I put on a bold face, and when Isaac came bolting into the house I pretended not to be thinking about it. "Lieutenant Turniptop ! " says Isaac, "huh, huh, you've got the election." " Got what ?" says I, pretending to be surprised, in a cool- ish sort of a way. " Got the election," says he, " all hollow. You've got a majority of thirteen — a clear majority — clean, smack smooth, and no two words about it ! " " Pooh ! " says I, trying to keep cool, though at the same time I felt all over — I can't tell how — my skin didu't seem to fit me. " Pooh ! " says I again ; but the idea of going into public life, and being called Scpiire Turniptop, was almost too much for me. I seemed to feel as if I was standing on the tip top of the north pole, with my head above the clouds, the sun on one side, and the moon on the other. " Got the election r*" sigs, but I couldn't talk of anything but my legislative responsi- bilities. " The critters beat all natur for squealing," says he, " but they cut capitally to pork." TRAITS OF AMKHICAN TTITMOUR. 8 ' Ah ! " says I, " there must bo a quorum before we can do business." '• The old grunlcT," savs he, " will soon be i'ut enough to lill." ^ " Yes," says I, "iho Spoalver has the casMnp; vote." " Your new pi«;-pen," says lie, " will lit)ld 'em all." " 1 shall take my seat," yaid I, " aud be sworn in accordinij to the Constitution." " What's your opinion of eorn-robs ? " says be. "The (Jovernor and Couneil will settle that," says T. The concerns of the whole counuonwealth seemed to bo restiuf]; all on my shoulders, as heavy as a fifty-six ; and every- thiti!^ 1 heard or saw made me think of the dignity of my oHiee. "When I met a flock of geese on the school-house green, with Di'ncon J)o'j:skin'8 old gander at the lu'ad, "There," Bays I, "goes the IS[)eaker, and all tlio lionourable members." This was talked of u|) and down the town, as a proof that I felt a proper resj)onsil)ility ; and Simon Sly said the comparison was capital. 1 thought so too. Everybody wished me joy of my election, and seemed to expect great things ; which I did not fail to lay to heart. So having the eyes of the whole com- munity upon me, I saw that nothing would satisfy them if I didn't do something for the credit of the town. S(|uire Dobbs, the chairman of our select men, preached me a long lecture on responsibility. " Lieutenant Turnipfop," says he, " I hope you'll keep np the reputation of Squasiihoron';h." " 1 hope I shall, Squire," says T, fori felt my dignity rising. " It's a higldy responsible olllce, this going to the Ginerul Court," savs he. " I'm altogether aware of that," says I, looking serious. "I'm aware of the totally and onieially." "I'm glad you feel responsible," says he. " I'm bold to say that I do feel tlie responsibility," says I ; "aud I feel more and more responsible the more I think of it." " Squashborough," says the Squire, "has always been a credit to the commonwealth." " AVho doubts it ? " says I. "And a credit to the Giueral Court," says ho. " Ahem ! " says I. " I hope you'll let 'em know what's what," says he. " I guess I know a thing or two," says I. "But," says the Squire, " a representative can't do his duty to his constituents without knowing the Constitution. It's my opinion that you ought not to vote for the dog-tax." TKAITS OF AMKUICAN HUMOUR. "That's a matter tliiit calls for duo «l<'lil)('raiion," Pays I. So 1 wcut homo aud begau to prepare for my K'-^iHlativo duties. 1 «tiidio(l tl>c statute on cart-wliuels, aud the act iu addition to un act entitled an act. l*c()t)le luav HJtat home in their cliimnov-cornors and iniajiino it iH an caHv thinf; to bo a represent ativo, but thin ia a very /^'reat mistake. I'or three weeks 1 felt like a toad utuler a liarrow, such a wei^'ht of responsibility as 1 felt on thinking; of my duty to my constituents. But when I came to think how much 1 was expected to do for the credit of the town, it was overwhelminf^. All the representatives of our ])art of the country had done great things for their constituents, and 1 was determined not to do less. I resolved therefore, on the very lirst consideration, to stick to the following scheme, — To nuike a speech. To make a motion for a bank in S(]nashborouf];h. To njove that all salaries bt cut down one half, except the pay of the representatives. To second every motion for arljonrnmcnt. Aud — ahcoi/s to vote against the J^ioston members. As to the speech, though I had not exactly made np my mind abftut the subject of it, yet 1 took care to have it ail written beforehand. This was not so dillicult as some folks may think ; for as it was all about my constituents and responsi- bility, and Bunker Hill and heroes of ISeventy-six, and dying for liberty, it would do for any purpose — with a word tucked in here and there. After I had got it well by heart, I went down in Cranberry Swamp, out of hearing and sight of anybody, and delivered it oft', to see how it would go. It went oli' in capital style till I got nearly tlirongh, when just as I was saying, "Mr Speaker, here I stand for the Constitution," Tom Thumpers lid he-goat po])pcd out of the bushes behind, and gave me such a butt in the rear, that I was forced to make an adjourn- ment to the other side of the fence to linish it. Afuor full trial, I thought best to write it over again and put in more responsi- bility, with something more about " fought, bled, and died." When the time came for me to set off to Boston, you may depend on it I was all of a twitter. In fact I did not alto- gether know whether I was on my head or my heels. All Squashborough was alive ; the whole town came to see m.e set out. They all gave me strict charge to stand up for my con- stituents and vote down the Boston members. I promised them I would, for " I'm sensible of my responsibility," says I. I promised, besides, to move heaven and earth to do something for TKAITS OF AMKHICAN HUMOUR. ling for S(itins1i^nroMrjli. Tn aliort, I promised cverytliinj*, bocauso a reprtsi'iitalivo could not do Icstj. At last I "jjot to Boston, nnd hc'mc^ m j!;ood season, I bad three whole daVM to nivfi'lf before the Session oj)eMed. By way ol'doiiiij; business, 1 went rouiul to nil the 8hoi)s, pretend- iuL' I >vante(l to buy a silk-hundkerehief. I nuinau;ed it ho as not to upend anythincf, ti»ountiment on liis mind that he should be " slain." The " tiger " was triumph- ant, and Suggs was left without a dollar ! As if to give intensity to his distress, on the morning after his losses at the i'aro-bauk, the friendly Clerk of the Court hinted to Suggs that the graiul jury had found an indicimeiit against him for gaming. Here was a dilemma ! Not only out of funds, but obliged to decamp before the adjournment of tiie Court— obliged to lose all opportunity of redeeming his " fallen fortunes " by further pliu-king the greenhorns in attendance. '•This here," said Simon, "is an everiastin' fix! a milo 12 TRAITS OF AMERICAN HUMOUR. and a quarter sqiiaro and fenced in all round. "What's a rmsnnablc, man to do? Ain't 1 bin workin' and strivin' all for tliG best ? Ain't I done my duty ? Cuaa tliat malu)f,^any box. 1 wish the man that invented it had had his head sawed oil' with | a cross-cut just afore he thought on't. Now thar's tlie senee ia .short card:;. All's fair, and cheat and cheat alike is the order; and the longest pole knocks down persimmon. But whar's tlio reason in one of your darned boxes, full of springs and the like, and the better y/o advantages, except now and then when he kin kick up a S(puibble, and the dcahi 's ofeard of him. " I'm for doin' things on the square. What's a man without liis honour? EF natur give me a gift to beat a feller at 'old sledge' and the like, it's all right ! But whar's the justice iu a tiling like farrer, that ain't got but one side! It's strange | wiiat a horrir 1 have for the cussed thing. No matter how 1 make an honest rise, I'm sure to ' back it off' at farrer. As mv Avil'e says, ^J'arrar's my heseitin^ sin. ' It's a weakness — a sott spot, it's a — a — let me see! — it's a way I've got of a runniu' agin Providence. But hello! here's Dennis." WHien the inn-keeper walked up, Captain Suggs remarked to him that there was a " little paper out," signed by Toi.i (larrett, in his ojjlcial capaciti/, that was calculated to hurt feelin's, if he remained in town, and so he desired that his horse might be saddled and brought out. ISummeval replied to this by presenting to the Captain a slip of paper containing entries of many charges against JSuggs, and in favour of the " Union Hotel." " All right," said Suggs ; " I'll be over in a couple of weeks and settle." " Can't wait ; want money to buy provisions ; account been standing two years ; thirty-one dollars and tifty cents is money these days," said Dennis, with unusual firmness. " Confound your ugly face," vociferated Suggs, " I'll give you my note I that's enough among gentlemen, I suppose ? " " Hardly," returned the inn-keeper, " hardly ; we want the cash ; you're note ain't worth the trouble of writin' it." " Dam you ! " roared Suggs, " dam you for a biscuit-headed mdUjier ! I'll give you a mortgage on the best half section of land in the county ; south half of 13, 21, 29 ! " " Captain Suggs," said Dennis, drawing off his coat, "you've called me a nullilier, and that's what I luoii't stand from no man. Strip ! and I'll whip as much dog out of you as'll make a full pack of hounds. You swindlin' robber ! " This hostile demonstration alarmed the Captain, and he set iu to soothe his angry landlord. "Sii fel ! be himself cause fellow — ketched ; you are up with richlv W' The It was to on his take the !n:niCAN IIUMOTni. 17 " TImt'fl a fact 'most jinyliody ooulil hrivo known t1i.it was iiitiniato willi tho lamily in old tinu's. You'd bottor asU how I knowed that you tuk jioiir wijvs cotton to Wotuuipka — sohl \\^ — (rot on a spree — aflA'P Sally ^ivo you a caution too — aud th(Mi caino by hen*, ijot on (inoliKr sprre. What do you reckon 8allv ^vill say to you when you ii;ot homo ? " '' Slio won't know it," roplicil i'uilum ; " unlcsa aomebody tells her." "Somebody iy//Z tell her'' s:\id Sui^qjs ; "I'm goini^ homo with you as soon as you'vo h;id breakfast. My poor Sully KiiL^by shall not bo trampled on in this way. I've only got lo burrow lit'ty dollars from tsome of tho boys to make out a couple of thonsand. I need to make the last payment on my laud. 80 go over and eat your bn.'akfast quick." " For God's sake, Sir, don't tell Sally about it ; you don't know how unreasonable she is." Pullum was the incarnation of misery. "The divil I don't! she bit this piece out of my face," here Suggs pointed to a scar on his cheek, " when I had iier uu my lap a little girl only five years old. Slie was always game. " PuUum grew more nervous at this reference to his wife's mettle. " My dear Sir, I don't even know your name." " Suggs, Sir — Captain Simon Suirgs." " Well, my dear Captain, ef you'll just let me off this time, I'll lend you the fifty dollars." ^''You'll — lend — me — the— -fifty — dollars ! TVho asked yoib for your money, or rather SalJifs money ? " " I only thonght," replied tiie humble hushand of Sally, *' that it might be an accommodation. I meant no harm ; I know Sally wouldn't mind my lending it to an old friend of the family." " Well," said Suggs, and hei-e he mused, shutting his eyes, hitino: his lips, and talking very slowly, " ef 1 kuovved you would do better." " I'll swear I will," said Pull urn. " No swearin'. Sir ! " roared Suggs, with a dreadful frovai; " no swearin' in my presence ! " ' No, Sir, I won't any more." ' Ef, " continued the Captain, " I hiowed you'd do better — yo rifjht home " (the Captain didn't wish Pullum to stay where his stock of information might be increased), "and treat Sally like a Avife all the rest of your days, I might, may he, bor- row the fifty (seein' it's Sally's any way), and let you off this time." 2 IS TRAITS OF AMrUICAN HUMOUR. " Ef you will, Capf.iin Su2;rrH, I'll never forf^ot you ; I'll think of you nil tiu» days of my life." " I ;;innarally inalceH my mark, bo that I'm hard to forget," said tlie Captain trut/if'ul/i/. " Well, turn me over a lifty for a couple of mouths, and go home." Mr Pull urn handed the money to Sucfcjs, who Hoemed to rocoive it reluctautly. lie twisted the bill iu his iiugers, and remarked, — " 1 reckon I'd bettor not take this money ; you won't g(; home aiul do as you said." "Yes, I will," said Pullum; " yonder's my horse at the door. I'll start this minute." The Captain and Pullum returned to the tavern, where the latter swallowed his eollee and paid his bill. As the young man mounted his horse, Suggs took him all'ectionately by the hand. *' John," said he, " go home, give my love to cousin Sally, and kiss her for me. Try and do better, John, for the futur' ; and ef you have any children, John, bring 'em up in the way of the Lord. Good-bye ! " Captain Suggs now paid his bill, and had a balance on hand. lie immediately bestrode his faithful " Bill," musing thus as he moved homeward, — " Every day I git more insight into things. It used to be, I couldn't understand the manna in the wildi'ruess, and the ravens feedin' Elishy ; now, it's clear to my eyes. Trust in Providence — that's the lick ! Here was I in the wilderness, sorely oppressed, and mighty nigh despar, Pullum come to me, like a 'raven,' in my distress— and ufat one, at that ! ''Yell, as I've allers said, honesty and Providence will never fail to fetch a man out ! Jist give me that for a hanilf and I'll ' stand ' agin all creation! " IV. THE BIG BEAR OF AREIANSAS. A STEVM-BOAT ou the Mississippi frequently, in making her regular trips, carries between places varying from one to two thousand miles apart ; and as these boats advertise to land passengers and freight at " all intermediate landings," the heterogeneous character of the passengers of one of these up- TRAITS OF AMRRICAN lirMOl'U. 19 (•ouniry bnnta can scnrcoly bo iiuni^incd by (mo who has novcr btrii it with Ilia own oncs. Sta»'*in^ from New Orloana in one of thoso boats, you will find yoursi'lf aasociatcJ with www from every dilate in the Union, iiiul from every portion of th(» ghdx' ; and a uian of obaerva- tidii need not hu'k for amusement or in.striu'tion in sueh a crowd, ifiie will take the troubU; to read the great book of character so favourably opened before him. Here may be seen jostliiij^ tdi^ether the wealthy ISouthern planter and tin; pedlar of tin- wnre from ^vw Enf,iaiul — the Xorlhern merchant and the Sdufhern jockey — a venerable bishoj) and a desperate j^amblcr — the land ^[jeculator and the honivst farmer — professional men of all creeds ami characters — Wolvereeiis, Suckers, Jloosiers, JJiick-eyes, and Corncrackers, beside a "plentiful Hprinkling" (if the half-horse and half-alli<:;ator speciea of men, who are j)cculiar to "old Mississippi," and who appear to jiirits — had not the hero of these windy accomplishments stuck his head into the cabin and hallooed out, "Hurra for the J3ig Bar of Arkansaw ! " and then might be heard a confused hum ot voices, unintelligible, save in such broken sentences as '"horse," "sci'eamer," "lightning is slow," &c. 2 * 20 TRAITS OF AMERICAN HUMOUR. As might have been expected, this continued interruption attractetl the attention of every one in the cabin; ail convers- ation dropped, and in tiie niidat of tiiis surprise, tlie " J3ig Bar " Avalked into the cabin, took a chair, put his feet on the stove, and looking back over his shoukler, passed tlie general and faiuiUar sahito of '' Strangers, how are you?" lie then ex- pressed himself as nuich at home as if he had been at " the Forks of Cypress," and '' perhaps a little more so." Tliere was something about the intruder tiuit won tlie lieart on sight. Jle appeared to bo a man enjoying ])erfeet heaitli and contentment : liis eyes were as sparkHiig as diamonds, and good-natured to simplicity. Then his perfect confidence in him- self was irresistibly droll. " Prehaps,' says he, '• gentlemen," running on without a })crs()n speaking, " [>rehaps you have been to iS'ew Orleans often ; i never made the first vinil hrj'ore, and I don't intend to make another in a crow's life. I am thrown away in that ar place, and useless, that ar a fact, !Some of the gentlemen thar called me y/vryj— well, prehaps 1 am, said I, Init I ariit so at homo ; and if 1 ain't olf my trail much, the heads of tliem perlite chaps themselves wern't much the hardest; for according to my notion, they were real know-nothings, green as a puinpkin-vine —couldn't, in farming, I'll bet, raise a crop of turnips: and as for siiooting, they'd mijt> a barn if the door was swinging, and that, too, with the best riilo in tlie country. And tlien they tallced to me 'bout hunting, and lauglied at my calling the princi[)al game in Arkansavv, poker, and high-low-jack. " ' Prehaps,' said 1, ' you prefer chickens and rolette ; ' at tills they langiied harder than ever, and asked me if 1 lived in :he woods, and didn't know what game was ? At this I rather tiiink I laugiied. ' Yes,' i roared, and says, 'Strangers, if you'd asked me lioiv ice got our meat in Arkausaw, I'd a told you at once, and given you a list of varmints that would make a caravpu, beginning with the bar, and ending oil' with the cat ; that's meat tiiough, not game.' " Game, indeed, that's what city folks call it ; and with them ii meiuis chippen-birds and bitterns; may be such trash live in my diggins, but I arn't "loticed tiiem yet : a bird any way is too trilling. I never did shoot at but one, and I'd never forgiven myself for that, liad it weighed less than lorty pounds. I wouldn'!; di'aw a rille onanytliing less than that ; and when I meet with another wild turkey of the same weight I'll drap ■• ■ J) mm. " A wild turkey weighing forty pounds ! " exclaimed twenty voice;j in the cabin at once. TRAITS OF A-'-IEUICAN IIUMOU 21 "Yes, stranvhat troublesome. Ikit, stranger, they never stick twice in the f-ame place ; and give t'nem a fair chance for a few months, and you will get as much above noticing tliem as an alligator. Tliey can't hurt my feelings, for they lay under the skin ; and I never knew but one case of iniurv resulting from them, and that was to a lankce : and they take worse to foreigners, anyhow, than they do to natives. Jhit the way they used that fellow up! first i'hey punched him until he swelled up and busted; then lie sup-per-a-ted, as the doctor called it, \iutil he was as rav/ as beef; then he took tlie ager, owing to tho Avarin weather, and finally he took a steam-boat, and left the country. Jle was the only man that ever took mostpiitoes at heart that 1 know ot'. But mosquitoes is natur, and I never find fault with her. If they ar large, Arkansaw is large, her varmints ar l;ir;:;{\ her trees ar large, her rivers ar large, and a small moscjuitt) would be of no more use in Arkansaw than preaching in a cane-brake." This knock-down argument in favour of big mosquitoes used the lloosier up, and the logician started on a new track, to explain liow numerous bear were in his " dignins," where he represented them to be " about as plenty as blackberries, and ;»- little plentiful;." Upon the utterance of this assertion, a timid little man near me incpiired if the bear iu Arkansaw ever attacked the settlers in numbers. "Xo," said our hero, warming Avith the subj .'ct, "no, stranger, for you see it ain't the natur of bar to go in droves; but tho way they sipiander about in pairs and single ones is edifying. And then tlie way 1 hunt them — the old black rascals know the crack of my gun as well as they know a pig'a stjueaiing. They 23 TRAITS OF AMERICAN HUMOUR. grow thin in our parts, it fria;hten3 tliem so, and they do take the noise dreadfully, poor things. Th.'it gun of mine is a per- fect epidemic amonrj bar : if not watolied closely, it will go off as (juiek on a warm scent as my dog Bowie-knife v/ili : and then that dog — whew ! wliy the fellow thinks that the world is full of bar, he finds tliem so easy. It's lucky he don't talk as well as think; for with his natural modesty, if he should suddenly learn how much he is acknowledged to be ahead of all other dogs in the universe, he would be astonished to death in two minutes. Strangers, that dog knows a bar's way as well as a horse-jockey knows a woman's : he always barks at the right time, bites at the exact place, and whi)is without getting a scratch. I never could tell whether he was made expressly to hunt bar, or whether bar was made expressly for hiui to hunt: any way, I believe they were ordained to go to- gether as naturally as S([uire Jones says a man and woman is, when he moralizes in marrying a couple. In fact, Jones oncj said, said he, — '" Marriage, according to law, is a civil contract of divine origi.. ; it's common to all countries as well as Arkansaw, and people take to it as naturally as Jim Doggett's i3owie-kuii'o takes to bar.' " " AVhat season of the year do your hunts take place ? " in- quired a gentlemanly foreigner, who, from some peculiarities ot his baggage, 1 susj)ected to be an Englishman, on some hunting expedition, probably at the foot of the liocky Mountains. " The season for bar hunting, stranger," said the man of Arkansaw, " is generally all the year round, and the hunts take place about as regular. I read in history that varmints have their fat season and their lean season. That is not the case in Arkansaw : feeding as they do upon the spontenacious pro- ductions of the sile, they have one continued fat season the year round : though in winter, things in this way is rather more greasy than in summer, I must admit. For that reason, b.ir with us run in Avarni weather, but in winter they only n'addle. Fat, fat! it's an enemy to speed ; it tames everything that has plenty of it. I have seen wild tuJceys, from its in- fluence, as gentle as chickens, llun a bar in this fat conditioii, and the way it improves the critter for eating is amazing ; it sort of mixes the ile up with the meat, until you can't tell t'other from which. I've done this often. I recollect one perty morning in particular, of putting an old he fellow on the stretch, and considering the weight he carried, he run well. But the dogs soon tired him down, and when I came up with him, wasn't he in a beautiful sweat — 1 might say fever ; and TRAITS OF AMERICAN HUMOUR. 23 then to soe his tonj^ue stickini^ out of his mouth a feet, and his sides sinkino; and opening like a bellows, and his cheeks so fat he couldn't look cross. In this fix I blazed at him, and pitch me naked into a briar patch if the steam didn't come out of the bullet-hole ten foot in a straight line. The fellow, I reckon, was made on the high-pressure system, and the lead sort of bust his biler." " That column of steam was rather curious, or else the bear must have been tvarm,^* observed the foreigner, with a laugh. " Stranger, as you observe, that bar was warm, and the blowing off of the steam showed it, and also how hard the var- mint had been run. I have no doubt if !se had kept on two miles farther, his insides would have been stewed ; and I ex- pect to meet with a varmint yet oi extra bottom, who will run himself into a skinful of bar's grease : ic is possible ; much onlikelier things have happened." " Whereabouts are these bears so abundant ?" inquired the foreigner, with increasing interest. " Why, stranger, they inhabit the neighbourhood of my settlement, one of the prettiest places on old Mississippi — a per- fect location, and no mistake ; a placc' that had some defects, until the river made the ' cut-off at ' Shirt-tail Bend ;' and that remedied the evil, as it brought my cabin on the edge of tlie river — a great advantage in wet weather, I assure you, as you can now roll a barrel of whiskey into my yard in high water from a boat, as easy as falling off a log. It's a great improve- ment, as toting it by land in a jug, as I used to do, evaporated it too fast, and it became expensive. .Tust stop with me, stran- ger, a month or two, or a year, if you like, and you will appreci- ate my place. I can give you ple^ity to eat ; for, beside hog and hominy, you can have bar-ham aud bar-sausages, and a mat- tress cf bar-skins to sleep on, and a wildcat-skin, pulled off hull, stUiTed with corn-shucks, for a pillow. Ihat bed would put you to sleep, if you had the rheumatics in every joint in your body, i call that ar bed a quietus. Then look at my liuid — the government ain't got another such a piece to dispose of. Such timber, and such bottom land ! why, you can't pre- serve anything natural. you plant in it, unless you pick it young ; things thar wUl grow out of shape so quick. I once planted in those diggins a few potatoes and beets : they took a fine start, and after that an ox-team couldn't have kept them from growing. About that time, I went off to old Kentuck on bisiness, and did not hear from them things in three months, when I accidentally stumbled on a fellow who had stopped at my place, with au idea of buying me out. ' How did you like I . 24 TRAITS OF A"NrErjTCAN HUMOUR. things ? * said I. ' Pretty -well,' said he : ' the cabin I'a conve- nient, and the timber hind is j]jood ; but that bottom hmd ain't worth the first red cent.' ' AViiy ? ' said I. ' 'Cause,' said he. ' 'Cause what ? ' said I. ' 'Cause it's full of cedar stumps and Indian mourds,' said he, 'and it emit he cleared' 'Lord!' said I, ' therii ar " cedar stumps " is beets, and them ar " In- dian mounds " ar tater hills.' " As I expected, the crop was overgrown and useless : the sile is too rich, arnS. planting in Arkansaiv is dangerous. I had a good-sized sow killed in that same bottom land. The old thief stole an ear of corn, and took it down where she slept at night to eat. Well, she left a grain or two on the ground, and laid down on them : before morning, the corn shot up, and the per- cussion killed her dead. I don't plant any more : natur in- tended Arkansaw for a hunting-ground, and I go according to natur." The questioner who thus elicited the description of our hero's settlement seemed to be perfectly satisfied, and said no more ; but the " Big J5ar of Arkansaw " rambled on from one thing to another with a volubility perfectly astonishing, oc- casionally disputing with those around him, particularly with a "live Sucker " from Illinois, who had the daring to say that our Arkansaw friend's stories " smelt rather tall." In this manner the evening was spent ; but, conscious that my own association with so singular a personage would prob- ably end before the morning, I asked him if he would not give me a description of some particular bear-hunt ; adding, that I took great interest in such things, though I was no sportsman. The desire seemed to please him, and he squared himself round towards me, saying that he could give me an idea of a bar-hunt that was never beat in this world, or in any other. His man- ner was so singular, that half of his story consisted in his ex- cellent way of telling it, the great peculiarity of which was, the happy manner he had of emphasizing the prominent parts of his conversation. As near as I can recollect, I have italicized them, and given the story in his own words. " Stranger," said he, " in bar-hunts I am numerous ; and which particular one, as you say, 1 shall tell, puzzles me. There was the old she-devil I shot at the Hurricane last fall — then there was the old hog thief I popped over at the Bloody Crossing, and then — Yes, I have it ! I will give you an idea of a hunt, in which the greatest bar was killed that ever lived, none excepted ; about an old fellow that 1 hunted, more or less, for two or three years ; and if that ain't ^ imrticular bar-hunt, I ain't got one to tell. TRAITS OF AMERICAN HUMOUR. 25 ding to " "But, in the first place, stranger, let me say, T am pleased with you, because you ain't ashamed to gain informatiou by asking and listening; and that's what 1 say to Countess's pups every day when I'm home ; and I have got great hopes of ihem ar pups, because they are continually nosincf about; and though they stick it sometimes in tlie wrong place, they gain- experience anyhow, and may learn something useful to boot. " AVell, as I was saying about this big bar, you see, wlien I and some more first settled in our region we were drivin' to lumting naturally : we soon liked it, and after that we found it an easy matter to make the thing our business. One old chap, who had pioneered 'aibre us, gave ns to understand that we had settled in the right place. He dwelt upon its merits until it was affecting, and showed us, to prove his assertions, more marks on the sassafras-trees than I ever saw on a tavern-door 'lection time. ' AVho keeps that ar reckoning ? ' said I. ' The bar,' said he. ' AVhat for ? ' said T. ' Can't tell,' said he ; ' but so it is : the bar bite the bark and wood too, at the highest point from the ground they can reach ; and you can tell by the marks,' said he, * the length of the bar to an inch.' ' Enough,' said I ; ' I've learned something here a'ready, and I'll put it iri practice.' "Well, stranger, just one month from that time I killed a, bar, and told its exact length before I measured it, by tliose very marks ; and when I did that, I swelled up considerable — I've been a prouder man ever since. 80 I went on, larning something every day, until I was reckoned a buster, and allowed to be decidedly the best bar-hunter in my district ; and that is a reputation as much harder to earn than to be reckoned first man in Congress, as an iron ramrod is harder than a toad-stool. Did the varmints grow over-cunning by being fooled with by green-horn hunters, and by this means G:et troublesome, they send for me as a matter of course ; and thus I do my own huntins: and most of my neiijhbours'. I walk into the varmints though, and it has become about as much the same to me as drinking. It is told in two sentences — a bar is started, and he is killed {The thing is somewhat monotonous now — I know just how much they will run, where they will tire, how" much they Avill growl, and what a thunder- ing time I will have in getting them home. " I could give you this history of the chase, with all the particulars at the commencement, I know the signs so well — Sfranr/er, Vm certain. Once I met with a match though, and I will tell you about it ; for a common hunt would not be worth relating. 2G TRAITS OF AMERICAN HUMOUR. " On a fine fall day, lonjr time ago, I was trailing about for bar, and what siiould I see but fresh inarka on the sahsalVas- trees, about eight inches above any in the forests that I knew of Says 1, 'Them marks is a hoax, or it indicates the d — t bar that was ever grown.' In fact, stranger, I couldn't belie"? it was real, and I went on. Again I saw tlie same marks, at the same height, and I knew the thing lived. That conviction came home to my soul like an earth([uake. Says I, ' Here is something a-purpose for me : that bar is mine, or I give up the hunting business.' The very next morning what should I see but a number of buzzards hovering over my corn-field. ' The rascal has been there,' said I, ' for that sign is certain ; ' and, sure enough, on examining, I found the bones of what had been as beautiful a hog the day before as was ever raised by a Buck-eye. Then I tracked the critter out of the field to the woods, and all the marks he left behind showed me that he was the bar. '* AVell, stranger, the first ftiir chase I ever had with that big critter, I saw him no less than three distinct times at a distance : the dogs run him over eighteen miles and broke down, my horse gave out, and I was as nearly used uj) as a man can be, made on my principle, ichich is patent. Bi'tbre this adventure, such things were unknown to me as possible; but, strange as it was, that bar got me used to it before I was done with him ; for he got so at last, that he would leave me on a long clinse quite east/. How he did it I never could understand. That a bar runs at all is puzzling ; but how this one could tire down and bust up a pack of hounds and a horse that were used to overhauling everything they started after in no time, was past my understanding. AV^ell, stranger, that bar finally got so sassy, that he used to help himself to a hog otf my premises whenever he wanted one ; the buzzards followed after what he left, and so, between bar and buzzard, I rather think T was out ofporJc ! " Well, missing that bar so often took hold of my vitals, and I wasted away. The thing had been carried too tar, and it reduced me in ilesh faster than an ager. I would see that bar in everything I did : he hunted me, and that, too, like a devil, which I began to think he was. While in this fix, 1 made preparations to give him a last brush, and be done with it. Having completed everything to my satisfiiction, I started at sunrise, anc' to my great joy 1 discovered from the way the dogs run that they w'ere near him ; finding his trail was m- thlng, for that had become as plain to the pack as a turnpike road. Ou we went, and coming to an open country, what TRAITS OF AMERICAN HUMOUR. 27 n owed vitals, ir, and that ike a fix, I e with ;arted ly the IS in- iipike what should I see but the bar very leisurely ascending a hill, and the dogs close at his heels, either a niatcii for him this time in speed, or else he did not care to get out of their way — -1 don't know which. But wasn't ho a beauty, though ? 1 loved him like a brother. " On he went, until ho came to a tree, the limbs of which formed a crotch about six feet from the ground. Into this crotch he got and seated himself, tlio dogs yelling all around it; and there ho sat eyeing them as quiet as a pond in low water. A green-horn friend of mine, in com[)any, reached shooting distance before me, and blazed away, hitting the crit- ter in the centre of his forehead. The bar shook his head as the ball struck it, and then walked down from that tree as gently as a lady would from a carriage. 'Twas a beautiful sight to see him do that — he was in such a rage that he seemed to be as little afraid of the dogs as if they had been sucking- pigs ; and the dogs warn't slow in making a ring around him at a respectful distance, I tell you ; even Bowie-knife, himself, stood olf. Then the way his eyes flashed- — why the fire of them would have singed a cat's hair ; in fact, that bar was in a tcrath (ill over. Only one ]Hip came near him, and he was brushed out so totally with the bar's left paw, that he entirely disappeared ; and that made the old dogs more cautious still. In the mean time I came up, and taking deliberate aim, as a man should do, at his side, just back of his foreleg, if qhjj (juii did not snap call me a coward, and I won't take it personal. Yes, stranger, it snapped, and I could not find a cap about my person. AVhile in this predicament, I turned round to my fool friend; says I, 'Bill,' says I, 'you're an ass — you're a fool — you might as vrell have tried to kill that bar by barking the tree under his belly as to have done it by hitting him in the head. Your shot has made a tiger of him, and blast me, if a dog gets killed or wounded when they come to blows, I will stick my knife into your liver, I will — ' " My wrath was up. I had lost my caps, my gun had snapped, the fellow with me had fired at the bar's head, and I expected every moment to see him close in with the dogs and kill a dozen of them at least. In this thing I was mistaken, for the bar leaped over the ring formed by the dogs, and giv- ing a fi^^rce growl, was off — the pack, of course, in full cry after him. The run this time w^as short, for coming to tli(3 edge of a lake the varmint jumped in, and swam to a little island in the lake, which it reached just a moment before the dogs. "'I'll have him now,' said I, for I had found my caps in the lining of my coat — so, rolling a log into the lake, 1 paddled i! li 23 TliAlT.S OF AMKUICAN HUMOUR. myself aornas to thn island, just as the doirs had cornornd tlu; bar ill a tliifket. 1 nislicd up and flrod — at tlio tie-kiiif'o clenched ^vitll liim, and they sunk into t!io lake together, bjtranger, about tiiis time 1 was excited, and I stripped oil" my coat, drew my knil'e, and intended to have taken a part witli IJowie-knile mvseil', when tlie bar rose to the surlaee. But tiie varmint staid luider — Bowie-knitb came up alone, more (lead than alive, and with the pack came ashore. " ' Tliank (Jod! ' said 1, 'the old villain has got bis deserts at last.' " Determined to have the bod}^ I cut a grape-vine for a rope, and dove down where i could see the bar in the water, fastened my queer rope to his leg, and iished him with great dilliculty ashore. Stranger, may I be chawed to death by young alli- gators it'tiie thnig 1 looked at wasn't a slie-hai\ and nob ike old critlcr after all. The way matters got mixed on that island was onaccountably curious, and thinking of it made me more tiian ever convinced that I was hunting the devil himself. I went home that ni<4;ht and took to my bed — the thinir! Yes, tlioold varmint was ^vitlHn a hundred yards of nu«, and tho w:iv lie walked over that fence — stranger, he h)oined up like a Hack mist, he seemed so large, and he walked right towards me. I raised myself, took deliberate aim, and lired. Instantly tho varmint wliL^cled, ^ave a yell, and walked throur/h the J'cncc like a tailing tree would through a cobweb. I started after, but wad tripped up by my inexpressible.^, which, either from liabit or the excitement of the moment, were about my heels, ami be- I'oi'O 1 had really gathered myself up, I hoard the old varmint f^q'oaning in a thicket near by, like a thousand sinner:^, and by the time I reached liim he was a corpse. Stranger, it took tivc niggers and myself to put that carcass on a nude's back, and old long-ears waddled under his load as if he was I'ounilered ia every leg of his body, and with a common whopj)er of a bar he would have trotted olf and enjoyed himself. 'Twould astonish you to know how big he was : I made a hrd-spread of his skill, anil the way it used to cover my bar-mattress, and leave several fet't on each side to tuck uj), would have delighted you. It was in fact a creation bar, and if it had lived in Sam- son's time, and had met him, in a Hilr fight, it would have lick- ed him in the twinkling of a dice-box. Jiut, stranger, I never liked the wav I hunted him, and missed him. There is some- thing curious about it, I could never understand, — and I lunei* ^vas satisfied at his giving in so easy at last. Prehaps he had heard of my preparations to hunt him the next day, so he jist coine in, like Capt. Scott's coon, to save his wind to grunt with in dying ; but that ain't likely. My private opinion is, that that bar was an imhunlalJe bar, and died when his time come." Wlien the story was ended, our hero sat some minut(>s with his auditors in a grave silence ; I saw there was a mystery to liiin connected witli the bear whose death he had just related, tliat had evidently made a strong impression on his mind. It was also evident that there was some superstitious awe connect- ed with the affair, — a feeling common with all "children of the wood," when they meet with anything out of tlieir every-day experience. He was the first one, however, to break the silence, and jumping up, he asked all present to "liquor '' before going to bed, — a thing whicli he did, with a number of companions, tnldently to his heart's content. so Y. JOHNNY BEEDLE's COURTSIIir. After my sloigh-ride last winter, and the sli])pery trick I wassorvtHlby Patty Bean, nobody would suspect me of hanker- in u; after the woman afjjain in a hurry. To hear me rave and t:ike on, and rail out against tlie wliole femenine gender, you would have taken it for granted that I should never so much as look at one again, to all etartinity. Oh, but I was wicked! *• Darn their 'eeitful eyes," says I, "blame their skins, torment their hearts, and drot tiiein to darnation!" Finally, I took an oath, and swore that if I ever meddled or had any dealings with them again— in the sparkling line I mean — I wish I might be luing and choked. But swearing oft' iVom woman, and then going into a meeting-house chockfull of gals, all shining and glistening in their Sunday clothes and clean faces, is like swearing otf from liquor and going into a grog-shop — it's all smoke. 1 held out and kept firm to my oath for three whole Sundays, forenoons, a'ternoons, and intermissions complete : on the fourth tiiere were strong symptoms of a change of weather. A chap, about my size, was seen on the way to the meeting-house, with a new patent hat on, his head hung by the ears upon a shirt- collar, his cravat had a pudding in it, and branched out in i'ront into a double-bow knot, lie carried a straight back and a stiff neck, as a man ought to when he has his best clothes on ; and every time he spit, lie sprung his body forward like a jack- knife, in order to shoot clear oft' the ruffles. Squire Jones's pew is next but two to mine, and when I stand up to prayers, and take my coat-tail under my arm, and turn my back to the minister, I naturally look quite straight at Sally Jones. Now Sally has got a face not to be grinned at in a fog. Indeed, as regards beauty, some folks think she can pull an even yoke with Patty Bean. For my part, I think thei-e is not much boot between them. Anyhow, they are so well matched that they have hated and despised each other like rank 2}oison, ever since they were school-girls. Squire Jones had got his evening fire on, and set himself down to read the great Bible, when he heard a rap at his door. " AValk in. Well, John, how der do ? Git out, Pompey ! " " Pretty well, I thank you, Squire j and how do you do ? " TRAITS OF AMERICAN HUMOUR. 81 chap, , with shirt- 3ut in ck and es on ; jack- " Why, 80 as to be crawlinf^. To ugly boast, will ye hold vcr yop ! }[aul up u ch lir and sot down, John." '• Jtow do you do, IMra .Tonus ?" *' Oh, middlin'. llo^v's vor niarm ? " " Don't forget tho mat thero, Mr J3oodle." This put me in tlie mind that I had boon off soundings several times iu the long muddy lane, and my boota were in a bwcet pickle, It was now old Captain Jones's turn, the fp'andfathor. be- iiic; roused from a doze by the bustle and raokot ; he opened lioth his eyes, at first with wonder and astonishment. At last, lie began to halloo so loud that you miglit hear him a mile ; for he takes it for granted that everybody is just exactly as deaf as he is. " Who is it, I say ? Who in the world is it ? " Mrs Jones, going close to his ear, screamed out, " It's Johnny Beedle ! " " Ho, Johnny 13eedlc ; I remember he was one summer at the siege of Boston." " No, no, father ; bless your heart, that was his grand- father, that's been dead and gone this twenty years ! " " Ho ! But where does he come from P " "Daown taown." " Ho ! And what does he foller for a livin' ? " And he did not stop asking questions after this sort, till all tho particulars of the J3cedle family were published and proclaimed in Mrs Jones's last screech. He then sunk back into his doze again. The dog stretched himself before one andiron, the cat pquat down before the other. Silence came on by degrees, like a calm snow-storm, till nothing was heard but a cricket under the hearth, keeping time with a sappy, yellow-birch forestick. Sally sat up, prim as if she were pinned to the chair-back, her hands crossed genteely upon her lap, and her eyes looking straight into the fire. Mammy Jones tried to straighten herself too, and laid her hands across in her lap. But they would not lay still. It was full twenty-four hours fiince they had done any work, and they were out of all pa- tience with keeping Sunday. Do what she would to keep them quiet they would bounce up now and then, and go through the motions, in spite of the Pourth Commandment. For my part, I sat looking very much like a fool. The more I tried to say something, the more ly tongue stuck fust. I put my right leg over the left, 'aid said, " Hem ! " Then I changed, and put the left over the right. It was no i! n3 TIIAITS OF AMKHTrAN HrMOUR. TI, u^t\ llio hIIcik'i! \iv\){ comiii'^ on ihlcla'r and thicker. me drops (if .sweat Ix'i.^iiii li» cimuI all ovi-r me. J i^ot my ('}(• U|)«)ii my hat, haii;;iiii,' on a pcLC, on llu» ro.-id to tlio ow, what have you come arter? " "1 arter? Oh, jist lakin' a walk. Pleasant walkin', 1 p;uess. I me;in, jest to see how ye all do." " J To, that's another lie! You've come a court in', J(diiHiy l>eedle; you're a'ter our JSal. Say, now^, d'ye want to nuirry, or only to court Y " This is what I c:dt a choker. Poor Sally made but one jump, nnd landed in the middle of the kitchen ; and then she skulked in the dark corner, till the old man, after laughing himself into a whooping-cough, was put to bed. Then came apples and cider, and the ice being broke, j)lenty chat with iManimy Jones about the minister aud the " sarmon." 1 agreed with her to a nicety upon all the points of doctrine, but I had forgot the text and all the heads of the discourse, but six. Then she teased and tormented meto tell who 1 accounted the best singer in the gallery, that day. But, mum I there was no getting that out of me. " Praise to the face, is open disgrace," says I, throwing a sly squint at Sally. At last, Mrs Jones lighted t'other candle, and after charg- ing Sally to look well to the fire, she led the way to bed, and the Squire gathered up his shoes and stockings, and followed. Sally and 1 were left sitting a good yard apart, honest measure. For fear of getting tongue-tied again, I set right in, with a steady stream of talk. I told her all the particu- lars about the weather that was past, and also made some ])retty 'cute guesses at what it was like to be in future. At llrst, [ gave a hitch up with my chair at every full stop ; then, growing saucy, I repeated it at every comma and semicolon ; and at last, it was hitch, hitch, hitch, and I planted myself fast by the side of her. that I u,, My l)egun again w "W old-ma i "II; It i; f^hoe pi I went to tion aft( at a gre 1 rathei got hoi an arm I must < it. She stars, an an hour, wrong si look of way. "Ah, " I w " I'll "Do And tion of I s(|uat u| shirt-coll ings gav( mill dam dig of Si a dish-cl( tackeling came a ) and runn Bytl snakes, tried to 1 she yield her head her little TRATT.S OF AMKIIICAV lirMOl'K. 8.1 Tl.c " r Hworo, Sally, you lookod so plaj;iiy liamlsotno to-ilay, that 1 waiitc'd to cat you up ! " " I'sliiiw ! ^ot aloipj; you," said she. INly hand had crept alotii,', Hotncliow, upon its nnc:ors, nnd l)OLTun to Hcrapo acciiiaiiitaticc with hers. ^\\v sent il lioiim ji"ain with a desperate jerk. Trv it airaifi - Ud hetter hu'lc. "Why, IMiss Jones, you're gettiu' upstropuluus j a littlo old-maidish, J li^uons." " Hands olV is lair play, ^Tr l^ee(llc.'* It is a ijfood Hiuss will crnflc of a still, frosty night! INIrs JoiK's wa.< a^oat hall-way Ix'twt'cn asleep and awake. "There goew my yeast bottle," says she to liei'self, "hurst into twenty hundred pieees ; and my bread is all dough agiM. The upshot of the matter is, I fell in love Avith Sally .Tones, head over ear-i. Every Sunday night, rain or shine, finds me rap])iiig at Squire Jones's door; and twenty times have I been within a hair's lireadfi of popping "(he (luestion. But no\> 1 have made a final resolve, and if 1 live lill next Sun(hiy nighi, and I don't get ehohcd in the trial, Sally Jones will hear thunder. VI. THE MAHRIAGE OF JOII>'XY BEEDLE. Since I came out in print about my sl(>Igh-riding, and frnlicinir. find courting, I have entered into the matrimonial state, and left of^' dabbling in the ncwspa])ers : for a married man has a character to take care of. But folks tease and torment me so much to let 'em know the particulars about my marriage, ihat I don't knov. that I had best sit down once for all, and tell the rest of my experience. AV^hen I left olf, I believe I was spunking up to Sally .Tones like all vengeance, and threatening to give her the butt-end of m\ sentiments, wasn't I? AVell, I was as good as my word. The next Sabbaih-day I went right to work, after meeting, upon the outer man, as Deacon Carj^entcr say«, and by sun-down things looked about right. I say nothing; but when I stood up to the glass to finish, and thought of tiiivaling hair and wiskers, and so forth, I saw a littie fellow there that looked wicked, and says I, " If Sally .Tones knows Avhich side her bread is buttered — but no mat- ter, she shan't say I didn't give a chance." AVell, I went over to the Squire's, pretty well satisfied in my own mind; so, afler flattering and crowing about her a little while, I up and shew the cloven foot. " Sally," says I, " will you take me for better or worser ? " This put her to considering, and I gave a flourishing TEAITS OF AMERICAN I[T'MOrR. 35 led in her a nlior.t the room, mul cut a carly-cuc with my riglil fool, jis much as to say, "Take your own lime." At last, says she, " I'd as liv's have you as aiiybotly in the Avorld, John, but — I dechire I ean't." *' Vou can't, ha ! And wliy ? " " Cause— " " Cause what ? " " Cause I can't, and that's onou2:h. T wouhl in a minulo, John, hut for only one reason, and that Tm afraid to tell ye." "Poll, poh!" says I, " don't be bashful. Jf tiiei'e's only one stump in the way, I p;uess here's a felh)W — " " Well, then, look t'other way, John ; 1 can't S2)eak if vou look at me." " O, yes ; there, now's your time," says 1, wlih a flort. " The reason is — Joe Bowers, the stag^-driver. IS'ow, you slian't tell nobody, John, will ye? " "Who would have thought this of Sallv Jones! It seemed to me the very Old Boy had ri;ot into Ihe women: they fairly put me to nonplush ! All this time my popularity with the ladies was amazing. To see them flat- terir ; and soft-soaping me all at once, you Avould have sworn I had nothing to do but pick and choose. 1 had as much Q;allantry to do as I wanted everywhere ; and for ])oliteness juid gentility 1 never turned my back to no man. Then ihey were so thick and familiar with me, that they didn't care what they said or did before me ; and, linally, Avhenever thsy had errands or chores to, who but I was the favourite bird to fi'tch and carry? I av;is for ever and e^er racing and canter- ing from post to pillar, to do their bidding. Kain or shine, snow or mud, nothing stopping me ; and, I may say, I fairly earned their smiles by the sweat of my broAV. Then it wat^, *' 0, Mr Beedle ! what should we do without Mr Bcedle ! " But when I caught one alone, and began to touch upon the matrimonial sentiment, then how quick the tune was changed ! 0, the ways of women are curious ! Patty Bean was not the first I run against, by a long short. I never lost anything for the want of asking ; and I was plaguy apt to talk "turky always when I get sociable, if it was only out of politeness. Now and then one would promise, and then fly off at the handle ; but most all contrive some reason or other for giving me the bag to hold. One had taken a firm resolve never to marry — " No, never, never ! " and tlie next Sunday morning she was published! Another chicken thought she was a great deal too young to undertake to manage a family. At last, I took a 'great shine to the 3G TKAITS OF AMERICAN nUT.rOUK. school-marm, Ilulclali Hornbeam, though she was ten yearFi older than I, and taller by half a yard of neck ; and when I oil'ered her heart and hand, nhe fixed np her mouth, and, says «he, " I've a great respect and esteem for you, Mr Tieedle, but — " and so forth. Nothing will cool a man quiclver than re- spect and esteem, unless it is a wet blanket. But let Huldah alone, she had her eyes upon Deacon Carpenter all the time. AV^ell, as I was going moping along home, I'rom JSquiro Jones's, I fell in with Doctor Dingley. The Doctor saw iji a minute that something was the matter, and he went to woi'k and pumped the whole secret out of me. Then he seemed so friendly, that I up and told him all my experience with the women, from the beginning to the end. " AV\'ll, John," says he, " 1 advise you now to wait till the twenty-ninth of February, when the gals turn round and courted the fellows. It's none of my business, but, I wouldn't let the women make a fool of me any more." AVell, I took a resolution, and I stuck to it firm ; for when I once set up my ebene/er, I am just like a mountain. I stuck to it along pretty well into January, when 1 had to go to singing school. I must go to singing school, for I was leader in treble, and there was no carrying on the parts with- out me. But this was nothing, if it hadn't fell to my lot to go home with Hannah Peabody, four times running. Polite- ness before everything. Well, she kept growing prettier and prettier every time, but I only grit my teeth and held on the harder. By and by, Sabbath-day night came round, and I felt a sort of uneasy, moping about home ; and, says I, this resolution will never set well on my stomach without air and exercise; and before I had done thinking of this, 1 was more than half way to Captain Peabcdj-'s. It was about daylight down as 1 was passing by the kitchen ; but hearing a sort of snicker- ing inside, I slipped up and peeped into the window, just out of curiosity. There was no candle burning, for Mrs Peabody is saving of tallow, but I could see Hannah and Pol Partridge, the help, telling fortunes in the ashes by firelight. I turned round to go ofi", and run right against Jack Eobinson. Jack was come to sit up with the help, and would insist upon it, I should go in and see Hannah--" She hasn't had a spark this month," says he, " and in you shall go, or I'll lick ye." AVell, there was no dodging here, and all I had to do war, to grin and bear it. So in I went, and once in, good-bye to resolution. The short and the long of it, I was soou as deep in the guess now 1 the cl cnck AVaih Bi If Ih tlie ki nigs TKAITS OF AMERICAN HUMOUR. te, the Jaclv n it, I i tills .0 wr.3 in the mud as I had been in the mire. Eut I had another j^ueys ehaj) to deal witli tlian Sally Jones now. And here was now the difference between them. AVliero you got a slap in the chops from Sal, Hannah kcp ye off Avith a seowl and a cock up of the nose. And Madam eonldn't bear handling. AV^ilh her, it was talk is tnMv, but hands off, INEii-^ter. But I rather guess 1 had cut my eye-teeth ])y this time. If I hadn't learnt something about the nature of the women, the kicks I had taken from all quarters fell upon barren ground. There is no wa}"^ to deal with them but to coax and thitter; you gain nothing, let me tell ye, by saving of soft snap ; and you must be sly about it. It is no way to catch a wicked devil of a colt, in a pasture, to march right up, bridle in hand; you must sort of sidle along as if you was going past, and whistle, and pretend to be looking t'other way ; and so round and round, till at last you corner him up ; then jump and clench him by the forelock. O ! I'm not so great a fool as I might be. But it was a long tedious business before TTnnnah and I could come to any sort of understanding. There was old Captain Pcabody was a stump in my way. He was a man that had uo regard for politeness ; he travelled rough-shod tlu'ough the towii, carrying a high head and a stiff up])er lip, as much as to say, " I owes nobody nothing, by — " He had been a skipper and sailed his schooner all along ashore, till he had got forehanded ; then -w ent back, up country, and set down to forming. But I never tuckle to man, if he's as big as all out-doors. And after lie poked his fist in my face one 'lection, we never hitched horses together. Well as I was afeard to go to the bouse and court Hannah in the regular way, I had to carry on the war just when and where 1 could; sometimes of a dark night, I could steal into the kitchen. But my safest plan Avas, to track her to the neighbour's house, where slie went to spend the even- ings ; skulk about till she starkd home, then waylay her on the road. Pretty poor chance this, you'll say. But if this wasn't enough, Hannah herself miist j jiu in to plague me half to death. You see I wanted to let her know what I was after in a sort of a delicate underhand way, and keep myself on the safe side of .'die fence all the time, if there was to be any kicking. But Hannah had no notion of riddles ; she would not understand any sort of plain English, 1 hinted plaguy suspicions about true love, and Cupid's darts, and all that. Then I would breathe a long sithe, and say, "AVhat does 38 TRAITS OF ami:rican lIUMOUi:. iTiat TTionfi, Hannah ? " But no, slio couldn't sec, poor soul ; ^^lio looked an t^iinple an' innocent all the wliilo as if buttei* \V(Mil(ln't melt in her mouth. Mho Avas plaguy close, too, as to her i^'oini^s and cominj;-.s; and it slie luippened any time by accldeiit to let drop the least Avord that showed me wliero to iijid her next time, she was so mad with herself that she Avas ready to hite her tongue olf. One day she Avas going to her Aunt Molly's to spend the evening, and she Avent all the way round to l)r Dingley's to tell jMrs Dingley not to tell me. " For," says she, " I don't Avant him to be dodging me about cveryAvhere." AVell, Mrs Bingley, she promised to keep dark, but she told the Doctor, and what d(^es the JJoctor do, but comes right straight over and tells me, " Gone all stark alone," says he, " but it's none of my business." This is the day that I have marked Avitli a piece of chalk. ITardly Avas daylight doAvn before I Avas snug in my skulking nest, in Aunt Molly's barn. It Avas on the hay-nioAV, Avhere thei'o Avas a knot-hole handy to look through and see all that Avent in or out of the house. I had a scheme in my head that ]l;iniudi little dreamt of; and 1 lay and I thought it over till she came out ; and Avhen I got her under my arm, and Avalking doAvn the lane, thinks I, I'll set the stone a-rolling anyhoAV, let it stop Avhcre it Avill. So I set on to talking about this and that and t'other thing, and hapj)ened (by mere chance, you knoAv) to mention our oUl hatter shop, that stands at the corner, that my father used to work in when he Avas alive. " And," says I, "speaking of the shop, ahvays puts me in mind of von, Hannah." '' Of me, John ? " says she. '" "Why ? " " ! it's just the thing for a store," says I. ''AVell?"" " uweep out the dirt, and old hat parings, and truck — " "Well?" • • " Take the sign ; rub out ' Hatter,' and put in ' IMerchant ;' and tlij't spells ' John Beedle, Merchant — ' " " AVell, John ? " *' Then get rum and molasses, and salt-fiah, and ribbom^s and calicoes — " "0!" saya she, " it's my ncAV calico goAvnd you AA'as a- thinking of. Ain't it pretty r* " " Oh ! " says I, " 'tis a sweet pretty gOAvnd," says I. "But — I finally concluded to set up store and get married, and set- tle myself down as a merchant J'ur life — " At this Hannah liuug down her head and j^uve a snicker. TRAITS OF AMERICAN HUMOUR. 30 " And how does all that put you in mind of me, John ? " fcsay.-i she. " Guess." " I won't guess to touch to, so there now — T never ! " What I said, and what she said next, is all lost, lor I'll he shot if 1 can remember. It's all buz, buz, in my head, like a dream. The first tliin^' I knew, we were right again Captain Peabody's barn, walking as close together as we could with comfort, and our arms crossed round each other's waist. Han- nah's tongue had got thawed out, and was running like a brook on a freshet, and all one steady stream of honey. I vow, I was ready to jump out of my skin. It was a mile and a half from Aunt Molly's to Captain Pea- body's, and I thought we had been about a minute on the road. So says I, '• Hannah, let's go set down under the great ap])le- tree and have a little chat, just to taper oil' the evening." Wo now sat down and began to talk sensible. AV'e settled all tlie predicaments of the nuptial ceremony, and then talked over the store till we thought we saw ourselves behind the counter ; I Aveighing and measuring, and tfickering and dealing out, and she, at the desk, pen in hand, figuring up the accounts. " And mind, John," says she, " I'm not a-going to trust everybody at the corner, I tell ye." But just as we were begiiniing "*o get sociable, as I thought, Jlainiah looks up, and says she, " AVhat can that 'ere great red streak be in the sky, away down there beyond Sacarrap ? " ''I rather guess," says I, " it's a fire in the woods." " Eire in the woods ! I'll be skiinied if it isn't davlight a- coming. Quick, John, help me into the window before fathers a-»tirring, or here'll be a pretty how d'ye do." Tlie next job Avas to tell the news to Captain Peabody. Hannah had settled it that she should speak to her mother, and said she could manage her well enou'ife." " But I want a little of your help," says I. "Well, John," says he, " I'll do the handsome thing by ye. If you keep better goods than anybody else, and sell cheaper, you shall have my custom, and welcome, provided you'll take pay in sauce and things. Isn't that fair ? " " O, yes, Cap'm." "And I wish you success on the other tack. Xo fear of that, I'll warrant. There's lots of silly girls afloat ; and such a fine, taught-rigged geu'man as you are, can run one down in no time." " O, yes, Cap'm ; I have ri"n down Hannah already." "My* Hannah?" " O, yes, Cup'm ; WG have agreed, and only want vour con- sent." With this the old Cap'm riz riglit up on eend, upset the tub and frying-pan, and pointed with a great red ear of corn in his hand, towards the door, without saying a word ; but his eyes rolled like all creation ! This raised my blood, that I felt so stuffy, that I marclied right straight off, and never turned my head to the right or left, till I was fairly home and housed. " Well now," says I, " my apple-cart is upset in good earnest." And when I went to Doctor Dinglcy for comfort, says he, " John, I wash my hands of this whole affair, from beginning to end. I must suj^port my character. I am a {Settled doctor in this town ; and the character of a doctor, John, is too delicate a flower to go poking round, and dab- l>ling into everybody's mess. Then," says he, " Mrs Dingley, I warn you not to meddle nor make in this business. Let everybody skin their own eels. Hold your tongue, you fool, Tou. Did you ever hear of me burning my fingers ? " Howsomever, there was some under-hand work carried on. ''Mister, " Wh name." " His " Fail lawyer, a "0, i With a wink i ]'ii;ht the {'or ye." " Har Well, further o dead tobj about ou dark, anc a candle. over-pers grunting on, and a Well, with a li increasinj TKAITS OF AMEUTCAN TTUMOIIR. 4t somewlierc, and by somebody. I don't tell tales out of school. I had no hand in it, till one day, Dr Dinj^ley, says he, " Jolui, if you happen to be wanting my horse and shay this after- noon about three o'cloci^, go and take it. 1 never refused to lend, you know. And I hope Captain Peabody will gain liis lawsuit with Deacon Carpenter, that he has gone down to Portland to see to. But t bat's none of my business," Somebody, too — I don't say who — tliere was a certain Squire Darling, living in a certain town, about ten miles oil', that did business, and asked no questions. VVell, in the said town, just after sundown, a young man, naned Joseph Morey, was wallcing near the meeten-house, witl? a sort of cream- coloured book under his arm ; and he heard .something in the woods, this side, that, if it wasn't a hurricane, he'd give up guessing. Such a cracking, and squeaking, and rattling ! — such a thrashing, and grunting, and snorting ! — you never ! lie stopped, and looked back, and all soon came to light. There was an old w^hite-faced horse came scrabbling along out of the woods, reeling and foaming, with an old wooded top shay at his tail, and a chap about my size flourishing a small beach-pole, pretty well boomed up at the end. And, says I, '•Mister, can you tell me where one Squire Darling lives? " "Which Squire Darling?" says he; "there's two of tho name." " His name is John," says I. " Faith," says he, " they are both Johns too ; but one Is a lawyer, and the other a cooper." " O, it must be the lawyer that I want," says I. "With this, the young man gave a squint at Hannah, and a wink at me ; and " Come along," says he, " I am going I'ii^ht there now, and I'll show you the Squire, and fix things for ye." " Hannah," says I, " that's lucky.' "Well, he carried us into a small, one-storey house, a little further on, full of books and dust, and smelling of strong, old dead tobacco-smoke. Here we sat down, while he went out about our business. "VVe waited and waited, till long after dark, and were glad enough to see him come back at last with a candle. " The Squire is very sick," says he, " but I have over-persuaded him." And the next minute. Squire camo grunting along in, alt muffled by in a great coat, and spectacles on, and a great tall woman, as witness for the bride. Well, he went to work, and married us, and followed up with a right down sensible sermon, about multiplying and increasing on the earth ; and I never felt so solemn and 42 TKAITS OF AMErJCAN IIUMOUK. serious, liien follow cmI lo'sninnj the l»ride all rouiiJ, the cer- tilieate; and thou I ^^ave him two silver dollary, and we got into tiie shay again, and ofK. After this, nothing happened, to npeak of, for about a month. Everytliing was kej)t snug, aiul Captain Peahody had no suspicion ; but one morning, at break of day, as I was ('i-ecping softly down Captain Peubody's back-stairs, with my slioe.s in my hand, as usual, I trod into a tub of water, stanil- ing on the third step tVoin the bottom, and down I came, slam bang. The Captain was going to kill his hogs, and had got up betinies; put his water to heat, and was whetting hir^ butcher-knife in the kitchcui. The first thing I saw, when I looked up, there stood Caj'tain JVabody, with a great butcher-knife in his hand, lo(.' !ng down u])()n me like a thunder-cloud! I want to kn(/W if I didn't feel streaked! He clinched me by the collar, and htood me up ; and tlicn raided his knife over me, as far as he could reach. I thought my last moment was come. Blood would have !:ocn shed, as sure as rats, if it hadn't been for JMrs Peabody. >She .-itepped up behind, and laid hAd of his arm; and says she, " It's uo matter, Mr Peiibody ^ they arc mari'ied." " ]Married to that puppy ? " roare 1 the Captain. " Yes, Sir," said I ; " and here's the certificate." And I pulled it out of my jacket-pocket, and gave it to him ; luit I didn't stay for any more ceremony. As soon as I felt his gripe locsen a lit Me, I slid oft' like an eel, and backed out-doors, and made track liome, about as fast as I coi'hl leg it. I was in a. constaiit worry and stew all the forenoon, for fear the Captain would do anything rash ; an;l I could neither sit still nor stand still, eat, drink, or think. About the middle of the afternoon, Dr Dingley camo bouncing in, out of breath, and says he, " .Tolin, you have been cheated and bamb'^ozled. Tour marriage ain't worth that. It was all a contrivance of Jack Darling, the lawyer, an(i his two ijnps, Joe Morey and Peter Scamp." This was all he could say, till he had wiped his face, and taken a sw _;• of cider, to recover liis windj and then lie gave me all the particulars. AVhen Captain Peabody had read my certificate, he could not rest, but tackled up, and drove right down, to let oft' his fury upon his old friend, Squin; Darling. The inoment he got sig^it of the Squire, he turned ti and called him all the foul iiames he could lay his tongue ^o, for half an lour. The Squire den.'cd everything. The Captain downed the TRAITS OF AMKIilCAN IIUMOUK. 4:] the c(M'- wu got about a Peabody IH I WilS witb my f, btaiul- I canu', and biul ting his 'e stood is band, to knc/W Ibir, and Lir as b(^ Bkwd been for d of Ills tbey arc e it to As soo;>_ eel, and ist as I all tbo 1 ; and tbink. came L)U bavo t worth lawyer, fi] J a bw:.;" all tho conld off bis lent ]u' ill tbu r. led the certificato, and ways be. "There's blaek and white against yo, you bloody obi sculpen.' The !S(|niro knew the hand-writing was bis nephew's, as soon as he saw it, and the truth was l)rought to light ; but as the storm fell in one quarter, it rose from the otlier. Scjuiro Darling had smelt tar in his day, and lunhi't forgot bow to box the compass; and as soon as the saddle was on the right horse, be set in and gave the Captain bis own hack aL-nin, and let him have it about nor-nor-west, riglit in his teeth, till, ho was fairly 'down out. They shook hands then, and seeing Hannah and I had got under-weigh together, they said Wit must go to the Vice, and no time nnist be lost in making all fast in tho lashings, with a good, fine square knot, before ;i clKingc in the weather. So the S(]uire slii-ked np a little, got into the shay and came homo with tho Captain, to bold the wedding that very night. How Dr Uingley happened to be in town just at tbo time I don't know. It was bis luck ; and as soon as be saw ^ which way the wind was, he licked up and cantered home in a hurry. After he bad got through with the particulars, says he, " Xow^, Mr Beedle, it's none of my business ; but if I bad such a bitch u])on Captain Peabody, I would hang back like a stone dray, till be agreed to back my note for two hundred dollars, in the Portland Bank, to buy goods with, enough to set you up in the store." I thought strong on this idea, as I was going over to Cap- tain Peabody's ; but the moment I shew the least symptoms of packing, sucli a storm was raised as never was seen. Father, and mother-indaw, and Squire Darling, set up such a yell altogether; and, poor Hannah, she sat ^own and cried. My heart failed me, and I made haste to give in and plead sony, as quick as ])ossible ; and somehow, in my hurry, I let out tliat Dr Diiigley had set me on; and so Avas the innocent cause of bis getting a most righteous licking, the first time Captain Peabody caught him. It wasn't settled short of thirty loll^rs. Well, Squire Darling stood us up, and married us about right, and here was an end of trouble. Mother-in-law would not part with Hannah, and she made father-in-law give us a settling out in the north end of bis house. He could not stomach me very well for a while, but I ha\e managed to get on the blind side of him. I turned right in to work on his farm, as steady and industrious as a cart-horse. And I kept on pleasing him in one way and anotb(T, more and mere, till he has taken ^ueh a likinL;; to me, that he wouldn't T>art vvitii „^.- -x 4i TRAITS OF AMKIIICAN IIUMOUK. mo for a cow. ITo owns tlint I save liiin tlie liirc of a help— out and out — tliu year round. Tlioi'o- -now 1 liavc done. I can't patronise the ncwy- pnpcrw any more. I liavo on<)UL,di to do tliat is more prolilablu alujut home. IJctwixt hard work in tlie fields, and chores about honsc and barn, and ho^ pens, I can't call aniinule my own, sunnncr nor winter. And just so sartain as my wife sees nu! come in and set down 1o take a little comfort, just so sar- lain is she to come ri^ifht np and f^ive me a ba1)y to hold. IS'oty JJinny. The stories tliat are fj;oin;; the rounds, from mouth to mouth, about my fust marriai,'e, are all packs of lies, invented by Joe JMorey and Peter IScamp, jest to make i'olk laugh at my expenise. Til. JOHNNY BEEDLE S THANKSGIVINO. "I SAYS," says T, " ITannah, pposin we keep thanlcsr^ivin' 1o home this year," says I, "and invite all our hull grist o' cousins, and aunts and things — go the hull figure, and do the thing genteel." " W^ell, agreed," says she, " it's just what I was a thinkin', only I consate we'd better not cackliate too fur ahead, for I didn't never no it to miss somethin' happenin' so sure as I laid out for the leastcst thing. Though it's as good a time now, far's I know, as any — for I've just wcanen Moses, and tend to take comfort a spell, 'cause a troublesomer cryiner critter niver come into liic." " Exactly so," says I, " and if I'd a known everything afore I was married that I do now," says I — " Hold your tongue for a goncy, Johnny Eeedle," says she, " and mind your thanksgivin'." " Poll ! " says I, " Hannah, don't be mifiy ; I was only jeestin' — and you jist go and ])ut on a kittle of water, and I'll go out and stick a pig for you ; two if you like." So away I went and murdered the pigs out o' love and good-will to Hannah. I rather guess the critters wished I warn't so good- natured. AV^ell, things went on swimmingly, and what was best of all, we had the luck to invite the minister and deacon afore anybody got a chance j for the very moment the proklimatiou 11 ',vas ron 'cm bol she got Hinoke. turned all the gall, an( let her lifk! tlie t'otl to see w do ugh n I wciglit she cac cat uj) (lough iir things ii and who livin' p Closes t feel strei •' AVh who's do; With whop])ed " Job: boohood " Whi what?" " The ruined." I kite every wh 1 begun t time was that'll rai of his se^ actin' so jarrin' a s out of he: It ap^: gone out, got down beer, I aii fied chap, TRAITS OF AMKUIfAV TITMorii. 45 news- jlitiiblu C'liort's iiio my ife SOL'S Ko Har- s, from iic'ks of J maku itji-iHt o' do the , for I ^e as I time es, and ryiiier •y tiling says s only nd I'll iway I dll to good- est of afore bation ^\'ns rofid, I watched for 'em eomlii' out of Dioctlii!]:, and nnihd 'em ])ot!i. Ijiit as I wan a tellin', llaim:i]i, f<\w \vi>iit at it — - plie L^ot ^'omo of lier ^mHs to lielp her, and Ihey math' all pinoke. J II the first phu-o she went to work rev liiin, lio ricnred, IcaviiiL; llaniiali in hucIi a h\v\\\ that Krj)t workin' up jmd workin' up till hIu^ hccrcil nic i'ntnin' into llio lioiisc, iind llicii it all hurst out to oiu'c'. A tempest ical tlmotlu-re was, 1 tell you. IS'(t\v liy tlio time IFannali bad finisbed lier lockrum, you iiiMy depend I was in an alnii^bly passion ; anS() I dropped axe, and in I went. S'iii\er tlio Doctor see me be giv' me a huncb. " Ain't yew a pretty considerable queer cbap," sez be, " to send for me on sucb a beautiT.il bizness as this ? " AV^ith that he baw-baw 'd agin ; and my wife she laughed till she cried, jist to see tbe figer tbe Doctor cut, for lie's as long as tbe moral law, and couldn't stand up for laugbin'. 48 TKAITS OF AMERICAN HUMOUR, Tlion T laiin:liod tu, till the house rurif; ; luckily our near- est ueiyhbour lives a half a mil 3 ott', and is stone deaf into tbu bor^ain. So I tipt the wink to ITaimah, and tell'd Hosaniiah 'twas all a joke of our'n to send for him (for I thought I should look corner- ways and skwywoniky if he should tell the com])any about us nixt day. Besides, I know'd the Dea- con liked a joke pretty well, even if he got rubbed sometimes). So, says 1, "Hon did Ilaiinah L'arry it out? " Consarn it if he didn't jump right into the trap. "Capital! capital!" said he. "Botheration, if 1 didn't think she was in raal arnesi; ! " MIL AUNT NAE?.Y S STr.WED G00S3. It wa^ my Aunt Nabby'?; birthday, and she was bent upon having a stewed goose, stewed in onions, and with cabbag<3 and s:ilt pork to match. "Pollijah," said she to me, "ain't we got a goose 'bout the farm ? " " Ko," said I, "we eat the old gander a Christmas, and he Avas the last of the patriarchs." Aunt Nabbv went down to Sue, who was getting break fa it. *' Susanna," said she, " the ooy tells how we ain't got a goose in ci'eation. Now what shall we do ? " "Go without," replied Susanna, Avith that amiable tone whick father said had worn off her teeth to the gums. But Aunt Nabby was bent upon a goose, and when such a stiff and straight person gets bent upon anything you may consider the matter settled, and T saw that a goose of some kind would be had at some rate or other. " Here, you crittur," cried Aunt Nabby to the little black specimen of the human family which was digging potatoes in tiie garden, " here, I want you to go along to the neighbours, and borra a goose." Cato laid down his hoe, got over tlic fence, and shovelled off on his bioad pedestals to get a goose. The tii.t house that Cato came to was that of Sam Soa[', the tailor, commonly calL-^d Sol't Soap. Into the shop went the Yankeefied negro, and making a leg to Mr Soap, who sat like a Hindoo idol, busily employed in })atching an old blue coat with still older brown rags, and humming most mourn- fally t it a na was a "S( haan't Soa (laughti Justice he, "gii Pri( .some ti wrappe not to deliver '' M3 lue a to I But :isk no q sure was and turn Aunt JVi when sh kitchen i "Isi Susai: corner m Ma'am, " be the m " Anc "Oh, My a at Susani First cam out his wi iiow it ch Icitchen, 1 111 body, •sacrifice ^ the S(|uir " Toll 'cause I'll like to kn " liea( TRAITS OF AMERICAN HUMOUR. m fall}'' the air of " Ye bank?* and brnes of bonny Dooii,*' .t^Ivin::^ it a uanal twanpj that came direct from Jodcdiali ISoap, who was a member of tiic Lonj; Pariir.iueiit. " 8oap," says Cato, " you liaau't got no goose, nor notliin', liaan't ye, for Aunt Nabby Y " kSoap was a literal (not litei'nry) man, who as he called his (laughter Propriety, and having but one eye, was likewise called Justice, that is by some that were classical. " Priety," says iie, "gin Cato the largest goose." Priety, like a good girl, went into the other room, and arter .some time returned with one, well enveloped and carei'iilly wrapped up in paper, telling Cato to be as careful as everlasting ]iot to get it wet; and away went the web-footed mortal to deliver his charge to Susanna. '' My gracious ! " said Sue, " if that are niggar ain't brought me a tough feller to stew ! " Eut nevertheless, as her business was to stew the goose and :isk no questions, at it siie went, and pretty soon the tailor's trea- sure was simmering among oiiions, and carrots, and cabbage^^, and tiuniips, and spices, all as nice as need be. After breakfast, Aunt Nabby had gone abroad to ask in the neighbours, and wlien she came home, she went of course directly into the kitchen to see how the goose came on. " Is it tender, Susanna r" said she. Susanna smiled so sweetly, tliat tlie old house-clock in tlie corner next the cupboard stopped and held up its hand. " Oh, Ma'am," replied Susanna, "it"^ so tender, that 1 guess it won't be the more tender arter being biled. " "And fat?" " Oh, bless you ! it's so broad across the bar-k." INly aunt's moutii watered so, that she was forced to loo"!c at Susanna, to correct the agreeable impression. AVell, noon came and the neighbours began to drop in. First came the parson, who being a man of vast punctuality, took out his watch as soon as he came in, and for the purpose of seeing tiow it chimed, as he said, with the old clock, waikcd into the kitchen, bade Miss Susanna good day, hoped she continued well in body, and snuffed up the sweet ilavours of the ])reparii!g sacrifice with expanded noslrds. Xext to tlie Minister came the Squire, he opened the front door, and seeing no one but mo, " Pollijah," he said, " wdien 'ill that are goose be doiu^ ? 'cause I'm everlastin' busy, settlin' that hay-mow case, and i'd like to know — " "Keady now, S^iulr^,"' answered the Parson, opening the 50 TRAITS OF AMERICAN HUMOUR. kitchen-door ; " and I guess it's an uncommon fine one too, so walk in nnd let's have a chat." The Squire entered, and he and the Minister had a consider- able spell of conversation about the hay-mow case. The case was this : Abijah Biggs got leave to carry his hay across AVidow Stokes's field to the road ; well, this hay-mow had dropped oif the poles, and AVidow Stokes claimed it as a waif and stray. " Now," says the Squire, " I conceit the chief pint in the case is this here ; has Widow Stokes a right to this hay ? Now this '11 depend, ye see, ' pon t'other point, to wit, videlicet, does the hay belong to Bijah ? Now the AVidow says, says she, ' every man in this country's free, and therefore every man in this country is a king, jist as far as his farm goes. Now the king, all allow, has a right to waifs and strays ; and so,' says Widow Stokes, ' that are hay is mine.' ' But,' says Bijah — and by jinks, it's a cute argument ; ' but,' says he, 'tho' every man in this land of liberty is a free man, yet that doesn't prove that every woman is, and jper contra, we know that Vvomen don't vote, and ol course ain't free ; so,' says he, 'the W^idow Stokes ain't a king ; so,' says he, ' the hay ain't hern.' But's a puzzlin' case,ain't it ?" " Well, now," answered the minister, " it strikes me that hay ain't astray." " AVell," said the Squire, " there's a pint I never thinked of." Just then in came the Deacon, and after him the sexton, and so on till pretty much all the aristocratic democracy of the vil- lage had assembled. And then in bustled Aunt Nabby, awful line I tell you ; and then Susanna and Cato began to bring in dinner. And while they were doing that, the company all took a still" glass of grog by way of appetite, and then stroked down their faces and looked at the table, and there was a pig roast and stuffed, and a line of veal, and two old hens, and an everlastin' sight of all kinds of sarce, and pies, and puddins, and doughnuts, and cider, and above all, at the head of the table, the dish in which lay the hero of the day — that are goose, smothered in onions, and utterly hid beneath the load of carrots and cabbages. The seat next the goose was assigned to the Minister, and all sat down. The Squire flourished his fork, and pounced upon the pig ; The Deacon he tackeled to at the veal, whil'^ the sexton went seriously to work to exhume a piece of pork from amid an aval- anciie of beans. The INIinister, with a spoon, gently stirred away a few carrots and onions, in hopes of thus coming at the goose. " It smells remarkably fine," says he, to Aunt Nabby. upon mass, TRAITS OF AMERICAN HUMOUR. 51 )o, so 3ider- i case ridow ed oif n the Kow f, does every n this ! king, kV^idow : jinks, in this ; every te, and El king ; L'tit?" le that ed of." ion, and Ithe vil- , awful Iring in dl took down roast •lastin' ^bnuts, [dish in ]red in )bages. md all le pig; went 11 aval- kirred it the " It's particularly fine and tender," says she ; " I picked it myself from a whole heap. " And still the Minister poked, till at last his spoon grated upon a hard surlace. " A skewer, I guess !" and plunging his fork into the onion mass, he struggled to raise the iron handle with which he had j j?ned issue. " Bless me," cried Aunt Nabhy, " what's that are ? " "I should judge," said the iSquire, "that are was an old coose. " Gracious me ! " exclaimed the Deacon. Still the Minister struggled, and still tho goose resisted. Aunt Nabby grew nervous, and the more the IMinister strug- gled, the more the goose would not come. I saw my Aunt's eye dilating, her hand mo\ed ugly, and then pounce, just when the jNIinister thought he had conquered the enemy, my Aunt drove the round steel through the onions into the eye of the skewer as she thought, and dragging forth tlie tailor's goose, held it at arm's length before the company. The JSquire had just raised the pig upon his fork, when seeing my Aunt's discovery, he dropped it and the dish was knocked all to smash. Tlie sexton had drawn his beans to the edge of the table, another pull as 1 e saw the goose, and over it went. My Aunt drc'pped the cause of all this evil, and there went another plate. The com- pany dined elsewhere, and the next Sunday the IMinister dei.]''i- ed ])reachin', on account of a domestic misfortin. Mj Aunt Nabby died soon arter, and the sexton buried her, observing as he did so, that she departed, the poor critter, iu consequence of au iron goose, and broken crockery ! IX. DECLIXE AXD FALL OF THE CITY OF DOGTOWN. DoGTOWN is a beautiful place, in the interior of this Stale. There is plenty of land around it, so that nothing can hinder it from growing in every direction, and thus becoming a i^reat city. In fact, Dogtown has already a one-storey church, part of a school-house, and an elegant pound. iNobody can fc ft uu liioiiliii Voilti (jlramlvillu tuut a pluiu. AVliicli \vc mav translate thus: Grandville, p^reat Grandvillo, Has a iiiueriim-liousc ami iiiill, Nuthing clsi; iu all Gruiidville. DoG^town is finely and a(l\aiitap;cously situated. It stands on Eel Kivcr, a slreaiu of \\ator wliicli runs into anotlior si; cam, and that into a tliird, Avhicdi runs into Connecticut liivcr, wliicli rmniini^ into liOn<^ Island Sound, iinaliy reaches the Atlantic. AV'ho does not see, therefore, that Dogtown may become a i^reat sea-port ? Thci territory in the neijj;hbourhood of DogtoAvn is re- markable i'or its I'ertility, baiin A Avon< him, many been of th year other i\\\y ii place, i)(igt( their ( certaii ])urel_\ tiie a]) openin them s TKAITS OF AMERICAN HUMOUR. 53 (11 the in llio ;uiL!;or loimt'ct Iv lorni think, ntngcs be as ipidly, •ierk's ^rc, Lo *}\ ^ct TlK-y Indies, id iu- he in- tliey tnllc a parent deal of tlie inarcli of improvomcnt, and the minister and the hiwyer take the " IVnny MagaziiU' " 1)e- tween tliem. AH these attraetions tocjetlicr, form a eombination truly Avonderful ; hut the reader will he astonished when i iulorni liiin, that the inhabitants of this favoured spot lived a «;reat many year.s without the smallest suspicion of what I liave been, describini;. They thought very liltle of ihemselves, or of the town they lived in, and eonliiiued to ve;j,etate from vcar to year without iina/-si\v milUuiis lico huitdrcd thousand dollars! I'he lueutioii of these sums almost drove the <:jood pcoph; of l)oL;to\vu distracted Avitli joy; they could hardly believe their eyes or ears, but there it avus in black and white; iit^ures could not lie. They Avere amazed to think of their own stupidity and that of thcr ancestors in lettinjjf forty-six millions two hundred thousand dollars lie totnlly idle and un- productive ; but they were determined not to allow their wealth to be ne,!j;lected any lonujer. A <;rand scheme of speculation and impi'ovenuMit was started, and all rushed headlonjj; into it. i: ver maji m Doo-t own was ]U)W rich, or, w •hat was tl i(» f^ame thinu;, was sure of beinjjf so before long. Immense tracts were laid out in buildin*; lots, and speculators Hocked in from all (puirters: from Calsville and Weazletown and Biizzardl)orou<^h, and Ganderlield and Crow Corner and 'CI])per ]3u<;bury and East Punkinton, and Black fSwamp and the I]ottond(>ss lJOL,^s. Such a busy time as the Doi;;- towners had of it! j\othinr>' was talked of but buyini^ land, buihlini,^ houses, layinr>; out roads, streets, scpiares, avcuue>). railroads, canals, cvc. itc. c^c. People left olf ploughinpj and hoeino;, because agriculture was too slow a method of making- money ; for who would think of raising turnips to sell, at twenty cents a bushel, when he could make a hundred time.! the ])n)llt by speculating in land? i'irst of all, it was determined that Dogtown should be a city. The want of population Avas found to be a serious obstacle here; the constitution of the State requires ten or twelve thousand inhabitants for a city ; and as Dogtown, in- cluding the suburbs of Puijpyville and Skunk's jMiseiy, con- tained a ])opu!ation of only s*ix hundred and thirty-one, it was thought thei'c might be some difiiculty in getting a char- ter without anticipating the returns of the next census. However, a city it must be, some time or other, in this all were agreed, and it might as well have the name first as last, so thev concluded to call it a city. It is astonishing what a S])irit of enterprise these ]irospects infused into the people of Dogtown. The school-house door was painted green; uncle »Joe Stubbins mended the top of his chimney; and it was voted in town-meeting to purchase three wheel- barrows for the public use ; — and all in consequence of these projected improvements. Nay, so widely did their views of business expand, that Aminidab Piggins, the grocer, deter- TKAITS OF AMEiaCAN IIUiMOL'K. 55 mined to give up rcfailir.^, and declared lio wouldn't sj)lit crackers nor cut candlea Auy lonjjjer. Such was the tlirivins]f condiliou of the City of Do«;towri whfu i left; the ])lace in the auliunn of that year. 1 con- tinued to hear of it thrniif;]i the medium of the Dogtowii Daily Advertiser, a Jiew.spaper established there by an enter- prisinst Oll'ice, the Kaili-oad, Canal, itc. House lots were advertised in Washington .Sciuare, Merchants Kow, State Street, Market Street, etc. Contracts were pro- posed for building churches, manufactories, &c. This was Dogtown in all its glory. Last August I determined to make a visit to this cele- brated ]dace, in order to feast my eyes with the splendour of a civy that had sprung up as it were by enchantment. When I reached the foot of Blueberry Jlill, which overlooks tho whole pLace, I walked eagerly to the top, in order to calcli a view, at a single glance, of the city in all its magnilicence. To my utter astonishment, instead ()i's))ires and domes, I saw nothing but Deacoii Srumpy's old mansion, with live other ragged and dingy-looking edifices, ^vhicll stood exactly where 1 iiad always known them. I entered the citv through Stale Street, but discovered nothing new except a small house with- out a chimney. Not a living thing was to be seen in Wash- ington S(|uare, but three geese, who were lazily picking a mouthful of grass among the mud-puddles. 1 incjuired for the Exchange, and found it in use by the i3eacon as a cow- pen. The new church, however, I was told had actually pro- ceeded as far as the raising of the timbers ; but it was subse- quently sold by auction tc pay for digging the cellar. 1 had a che([ue ui)on tho JJogtown Bank for three dollars, and wishing to draw the money, I was directed to No. 19, Tremont Street. This turned out to be the identical building formerly occupied by old Kit Cobble, the shoemaker. It was bank hours, but tl e bank was shut, and there was not a soul to be seen. Just as I was going away, I spied a tin horn by the door, with a paper hanging over it, on which was written, " Persons having business at the bank, are requested to blow the horn." I put the liorn to my lips and blew a blast both long and loud. After waiting ibout ten minutes, I sj)ied Isaac Ti>umper coming slowly down the road: he proved to bo cashier of the Uogtown Bank, and alter some ditUculty I convinced him of the safety of cashing the cheque. TKAITS OF A:\IERICAN HUMOUR. Upon inquirins2f of Isnac wh^t uso lijid licon mndo of t]io forty-wix millioiiH two hundred tliousnnd dollju"^, ho iiii'ormed mo that most of it rcMnaincd invested in nolcH of linnd. INJoney ^vas seaiTO. and was cxpcK'ted to eontinuo ho until tho onion crop liad been ^oi iti. It was easy to 8eo tliat the city had sadly deelined from its meri!tol, ,i3 ho (■ailed it, of ro'TJar old .liiiiinnkoy, to kcc,) oil' llie runiiitics. Al'lor takin' :i tjjood start in' lioni, 1n(>y went out on tlu'ir' hunt, witli their lilo-wood iorcli n blaziu', and tiu^ doiija n-liarkin' and yclpin' like fort^' tliou 'and E 'ry iww and ihen Htoppin' I wait fop i;lio doj^s, they would driuk ono iuiolhor'M liidth, :'ll llicy hof4,uii to I'cel very con ortahlc, aud (iuittodaway 'bo it one thiuL,' and anothcM*, wit liout uiindin' much which wa , tl)cy .vaa gwiu?. Biuic l)y Ihcy cum to a ft'nco. \Vc\\, cr tlu^y got, 'tlio it much diU'iculty. \\ l\ .10 8 fc; ice 18 th .sen J3in. •' 'Taints no matter," kos Tom, " k^t's tako Puthin' to drink." Afl(M' takin' u drink tlu>y went on, wojideiMu' wii.il on vcnrlli liad cum of the doQ-H- iS'cxt thing they cum to wa.s a terrildo muddy branch. After pullin' through the l)rierH and ■;cltin' on t'otlier .-^ide, they tuck nnolher (b'ink, and ai'ier :';uine a little wixyn they cum to another branch, and a little ui'ther they cum to another fence — a monstrouH high ono liiis t ime. " Whar upon ycarth \h wc got to, Cul|5ep])er ? " ses ]')ill, "I never need yicli a heap of branches and fences in these j'^arts." "AVhy," ses Tom, "it's all old Ftnrlin's doins — you Iniow lie's always bildin' fences and making infernal improveinents, ;is ho calls 'em. But never mind, ue's through them nov,." " (Uiess wo is," SOS Bill ; "here's the all-liredest tall fence •d." ■■ '••" 8hure cnuff, thar they was right agiu another fence. By liis time, they begun to bo considerable tired and limber in 'lie gints, r.nd it was sich a terrible high fence! — Tom dra])ped .he last piece of the torch, and thar they was in the dai'k. " Now you is done it," ses ]jill. Tom know'd ho had, but he thoutjht it vras no use to 'grieve over spilled milk, so ses lie, " iS ever mind, old boss, '•um a-head, and I'll take you out," and the next minit kerslash he went into the water. Bill hung on to the fence with both hands, like he thought it was slewin' round to throw him oil'. (( Hollow, Tom ! " ses he, " whar in the \\o\ Id IS vou ::ot to " Hero I is," ses Tom, spoutin' the water out of his mouth, nnd coflin' like he'd swallowed something:. " Ijook out, thar's nnother branch here. N a AT ame o sense, whar is wc .'' ■ncy country, dad fetch my buttons ses Bill. "If this isn't a X ' r>s TRAITS OF AMERICAN HUMOUR. " Yo?«, and a braiu'liy one, too ! " hos Tom ; " and iho liifrli- est, and deepest, aud thiekest that 1 cvei' «ced in uiy bum days. " Wliich "svav is you?" sos Bill. "Here, rite over the brnncli." The next minit in Ijili uenl, up to his middle in tiie branch. " Cnm a-liead," ses Tom, " let's p;o home." ''("mil t!iun(kT! in sueh a ])hice as this, whar a man hain't jnore'n jj;ot his cote tail nidiittdied from a ience, tore he's over his head and ears in the water." After f^ettin' out and i'eelin' about in the dark a little, they ^ot to;j;ether auin. After takin' another driid\, they sot out for home, denounein' the fenees aiid the branehes, and helpin' one another u]) now and then; but they hadn't j^ot more'n twenty yards lore they bi-unuj u]) all standin' in the. middle of another br.uu'h. After gettin' thro' the branch and ow ine about ten steps, they was brung to a halt by an- other fence. "Dad blame my pietur," ses Bill, " if T don't ihink we is bewitched. AVlio upon yeartli would bild fences all over ci-eat ion this way ? " It was l)nt a ower's job to ,c,et over this one; but after they got on the top, they found the ground on t'other side 'thout miu-li trouble. This time the bottle was broke, and they come monstrous near having a light about the catastro- ])hy. Jiut it Avas a, very good thing, it was ; for, after crossin' two or three more branches, and climbin' as many more fences, it got to be daylight, and thev found out that tliev /iad been climbin the same J'cuce all night, not more'ii a hundred yards from whar they lirst cum to it. l^ill Sweeney ses lie can't account for it no other way hut that the licker sort o' turned their heads; and he says he does really believe, if it hadn't gin out, they'd been climbin' the same fence, and wadin' the same branch, till yet. Jjill promised his wife to jine the Tem])erance JSociety, if she wou'l never say no mure 'bout that coon-hunt. GO XI. A RIDE WITn OLD KIT KUXCKETl. Our old frlond, Kit Kunckor, a« lio put us to hod on tlici ni^'it of a biuf frolic nt lii^ liouso, oxnclod a promise tluit wo would visit him n^nin, short ly thcreaH or ; jji'omisinij us, on his part, that lie Avoiild rido all ovor the settloiuent willi us ; tmd nu)r(> os|UM'iiiIly, that ho would i;o with us to Iho hous(» of Jim Koiii, whdsc sister, liock, was so UL;-ly "ihat the Hies wouldn't liu;ht ou \wr faee," and about whose ;4oiu;4 to uiiil, lie assured me, Ihore was a very ])leasant story to he told. Poor old Kit ! liut the other day wo saw him — and how altered by the lapse of a few years ! His liead has beccnno white, his ti<;ure more bent, and his lau'^hinij: <>hl faee — merry still! — was furrowed with an hundred additional wrinkles. ]Iis eye, too, was dull — hrd lost the twinkle tiiat used so mis- chievously to lii;ht up his countenance. And theiv, too, ho walked with a stall'; and when he went to mount " Fiddler Bill," he said, " Help me, S(|uire," instead of vaultinu: into the .saddle, as ol' yore! '"Tlunik you, Scjnire. (iod bless your Union heart — old ITickory and the Union for ever! I'm tjitlin' old now, vScpiire, and can't !j;it about like I used to" — the old man sighed — "Uiddler J5ill is old too — notice how fi'ray Jiis face is — we're all i;-ittiu' old — ycr Aunt Hetty as well's the rest ; and God bless yer soul, S(piire," (here the old Dian warmed into animation), "js//^;'* in/Jier than ever — vrjUcr tJtfin the devil — ho! ho! ya ! ya ! Its wuth while comin<^', jist tc take a look at her ! AVith that old long bonnet on" —here the old fellow bent down on his horse's neck, in a pa- roxysm of Laughter — "he! he! heal ya! ya! and her mouth skrootched up, ya! ya! the go-to-meetin' way; I'll be cnst, of she ain't so bad to hook at, it's cnntV to fotch sickness in the family ! But," he added, wi])ing the tears tVom his eyes, " Squire, I'm old now, yer Aunt Hetty's old and Uiddler 13111 is old— all old ! old ! old ! Ah, me ! " But we are digressing. It was of our Pido with old Kit, in 18-10, that we began to write — and not of his chattering in 1849. AVe went to old Kit's house on the day appointed, at a very early hour, and found the old fellow waiting for us, with '^ Eiddler"'Bill " hitched at the gate. "Ton can't see yer Aunt Hetty, Squire," he said, "for she's laid up w^tli a pain in her jaw. It's swelled mighty bad 00 TlJAirs OF AMKlvTCAX lII'MOni. cny liow, nnd makos licr look ho miicli hotter, 'Iwoiiltlii't ho no curiositv to !-('(^ her mow — so \\v lunv as well ride. An- otliir liiiu! when slic'.s at lici'solt' — :ni(l licr ' uyly ' out in J'ull liloom, I'll sliow \\vv to you — lie! Iio ! yali ! That boiuicl o' licrn, too, liit'M Homo. 'Tain't liko iiolliiii' cvci' <.':i'o\v(m1, ex- coot the haskclM tlio Jiiiiii wiiiimiii iniikcH to toto thcii* vouu"- ones ill ! " And l!io old rascal l;niglicd at liis wil'u and her Loiiiu't, until tho woods rauij; a^ijain. \r;!lkiii',' our horses leisurely aloucf the rond leadincf down Ihe creek to the rivei*, Uncle Kit, ta])[)ini; his steed lii,'!itlv aci'oss tli(> iierk wilh his switch, he^^an, as lie had prouiiseil, to tell us Iiow h(^ olitiiiiuMl him. *' Vou 800, Scjuire, mc aiul my Jim was a haul in' a load of whiskey up from \V'etum])ky, in tho isprin'j; of 'lilJ, and wo had a mi<;hly dull old liorsc under tho saddlo. "J'ho liko of him never was on tho yelh for hard trot tin'. ]lo was imwcrful hard. Vou'vc set and watched a saw-mill ^'ate jerk up and down, havn't you — up and down, uj) and down, like; il was fjfoiu' into (its? AVcdl, that was his' mnf'ton adzactlif. ISes .lini, one day, 'Daddy, I/m •^wino to swop 'old ilosn' oil', fust chance T p;it.' !Sos 1, 'Nobody's fool cnon^h to ;^ivo you anythitif^ hetter'n an old cow for him.' JSc s he, 'You'll soo.' AVell twa'rn't loni^ al'oro wo kelclit up Vvith a traveller — it w\as in the pinoy Avoods 'twixt Oakfuskco and Dudleyvillo — walkin' and le:idin' his horse, which was J"'iddler JJill. I'll tell you, tS([uire," — old Kit raised his voice and p:c:-tieulated vehemently — " /i/? was a horse then — none o' your little mrays — as lloniev Hinds ses — hut a re,i;'hir horse, with head aiul ic'i;s like a deer, a body liko a barrel, and ]jut up like a jack- Hcrow. lIo wos jist risiii' four year old, fat, ajid hilt his head like the Queen of IS he I 'i/ " s o flim bantered the stranpjer piirty nnick for a -^w.np — but fust wo found out ho was walkin' bekaso ho was afeared of his horse, lie v.;is a Norrud raised man and talked mit'fhtv proj)cr — ho ?aid his lior.-o was ' very rested' — which you might HOC ho had boon layin' by corn and fodder for some time — and had throwed him and disciilpatcd his shoulder a'most! Then he axod us about the Injuns — this Avas jist aforo the in- fernal devils be,i;an their devilment, and the thinn; had leaked out and was talked of, all over the countrv — and Jim seciii' ho Avas afeared of them too, let on liko they Avas mighty thick and hostile in them Avoods. " ' Stranger,' says he, ' Avhat Avonld you do of you Avas to Foe a red-sldn peepin' from behind that big pine yonder — and you afeared o' your horse ? ' TliAIT.S OF AMniMCAN HUMOUR. ei d and j;n'!-:- '.s' head ^v^p — iieai'CM 1 111 j gilt iine — most ! he in- leaked tv a raseal, that's a fau, but I ean't t(.'ll whar he got it i'roai, onlesa it's a j(\.{\'^meni on his mammy fur bein' so cussed ugly! yah! yah ! " Seein' the stranger was aggravated 'bout tho Injuns, I draps in then, myse!!', and tells him I'd give him 'old Coon,' oven drag, for the roan; and we made the trade migiiiy (juick, for he had the Injun ager 'twell his eyes was big as sassers ! Well, we changed saddles and bridles, and while i was gearin' up Fiddler Hill, he couldn't — but, IScjuire, what do you veekoii it was he couldn't do ? " '' Can't guess," we replied. " Well, bust me wide open, ej he hwived how io put the Iridle on his horse ! I've seen men that was ig'nant before, but he was the wust oif with it I cv( ■ seed, lie didn't know wiiether the bits went behind the years, or into the mouth — blamed ef he did ! " Finally, at last, he got mounted, and jogged ofT — you re- member what I told you 'bout the saw-mill gate — well that's the way old Cuss rattled his buttons. He was the most lone- mme-looldu'' critter, a-settin' on that old horse, with his new twaddle and bridle, that ever I seed ! As soon as he got cieveriy m TRAITS OF AMERICAN IIUMOI;R. out o' 8ij];lit, Jim ^'iii two or three Injun whoops, lul people (lid say iu Uudleyville, \vliar he stopped that iii^lil, that lie j^oc thar in mighty reasonable good time! So that's ihe way, ►Sipiire, I efMiie by Piddler Jiill — ain't it, Jjill l' " whereupuu Tiddl er pricke ui 1 us ears, hut saiu notluufr th 7\bout this time wo arrived at a meati-lookini; shanty, and callinj]^, were answered hy a man who came out to us. it was Jim Jilake. "J lore's the srnsis-iaVor,'' said ITnelo Kit. " liang the s^ she, ' help me fur the Lord's sake — I'm mighty nigh gin out ' — and, k:5(juire, she was on a iremcnjus strain! But I tho't I'd plague her some: and after cutting of some few shines, I made amotion to snatch at thfe bottle o' snulf ! She ghi a little jerk back ! — the Z//y ecnd got a start ! — still she hilt Ijer grip with both liands ' — and the next thing, .somclhiii' viz in the air, like a small cloud of calico and drif corn-stalks ! and the durndest ca-slosh on t'otlier side o' the liorse, that ever you heerd ! A — wauoii ! fV/tat slosJtin' ! " " ' Horraw, Becky ! rise, gall ! I was lookin' t'other Avay ! ' ses l,for I hncwed she icas ^shamed! I laughed, however, and she 'mitfhiij nigh cussed! " ' Oh ! you'i'c a sweet little mare-maid now,' ses I. " ' You'j'o a drotted old. hog,' ses she. " ' My honey, my love, my turkle-dove ; don't git mad with yer Uncle Kit,' ses 1 ; hut it all wouldn't do, and the iieiifer never got in a good liinnour with me 'twell I met her in the road one [Sunday, and persuaded her I was goin' to send Jim to sec her." " l)id you send him r " "Yes, and the fust thing the fool said to her was, he'd a qin his j/cars to 'a seen her somerset that time, in the crick! he! he! yah! yah! That busted things to pieces again, and me and Beck) ain't more'n half friendly now." After going through the entire settlement with great ease rnd celerity — thanks to Uncle Kit's assistance — we took the back-track to Mr Kuncker's. It was quite dark wlien we r;"ived. As Uncle Kit threAv down our saddles in his porch, said he, " Come in, and we'll take a sip of hranch- ivafer. Hello! old woman — is yer fu ivor beai <1 .Vat I K.eal sheep in Tioga count v, Seth?" (( of J( Iiand, most (' thinj coun T and m to des the sli "1 that 1 ] u suspictt mem or about i the Jen one nig "As " AV^ April ? ' "Ic "AV "Ye " He (we shii plaintiff " AV 1 me, says clenched halter oi leses' st( an' Gille rum he an' he p right dei " AV\^ TRAITS OF AMERICAN IIUiMOUR. g: it the if Elk- ill tliu to try !>ie wan iinbcr- yoinig 3CUt()l'. nd uii- rrectly Harris )OSC ? " .1 I git I see it 1 slieop e, down arcntly ho had it let's ivltv- lElk?" uut tu liindrcel 1), held meelei-l lit was lountv, « Not's I know on." " You're sure r" mind you'll hnvo to swear in Court." Seth looked at Harris, and then at the bills. " Sure — parfeetly sure." " Nor anythinix ab^ut my boiui; implicated in the robbery of Jenkins's store?" Still holdini:^ the roll of bills in his jiand, and turning over the ends, exhibiting the Y's and X's most tantalizingly. " Xo ; I'll swear I never hecard nobody say you had any- thing to do with it." " You're an honest man, Setli ; here's a hundred on ac- count. The other hundred you shall have after the Court." The Court had been in session some time, when the Colonel and myself arrived, and Seth had just beeii sworn. He was to destroy the character of Harris, by testifying in regard to the sheep-stealing, and the robbery at Painted Tost. " Han't no knowledge on the ])int." " Have you never heard, while living at Painted P(^st, that he Avas susj^ected of being engaged ii the robbery ? " " I do-no. I never take no notice abo ^t what people say suspiciousli/ about their neighbours." " Eealiy you're a very singular witness. Let me jog ycur memory a little. l)o you remember having said anything about llarris's connection with the Tioga sheep stealing, and the Jenkins's store robbery, while you wei'e at Gillis's store one night last April ? " "As fer's my reck'lcction serves, I ha — ant." " "VV'^ere you at Gillis's store ou the night of the 17th of April?" " I do-no for sartin." " Were you in Eidgeway at all on the i7tli of xipril ? " " Yeeas, I was." " How do you fix the time ? Proceed, and tell the justice, (we shall get at the truth of this story yet," aside to the plaintilf), " Come, Sir, proceed, Sir."' " AV'^all, on the mornin' of the l7th, Dickson says he to me, says he, ' Seth, go down to Mr Dill's, and get the naik clenched in the brown mare's oft' hind foot.' So I list nut a halter on an' cantered down to Ridgeway, and stopt tu Gil- leses' store, an' bort some tliread an' needles for Ant Jerusha, an' Gillescs' clark ast me ef I wouldn't like to taste sum new rum he liad jest got up from Bellefonte, an' I said, ' Yis,' an' he poured out abeout have a tumbler, an' I drinkt it right deown." " Well, Sir, go on." GH TRAITS OF AMEKICAN HUMOUR. " W(A], llion 1 led tlio brovv-ii maro over tu Dili'.^, an ast r.riss :Diii— '• '• You moan IMrs 1)111, h'li^ wife? " '■ Yca;5, Misi-i Dill. 1 asf-, Miss Dill cf Mr Dill was tu hum, an' she Kcd. '"No, lio':^ (loown tu the lick b'lovr Andrewscs' mill, artcr deer. WHiat you want Y ' says hIig. " ' I want to get the nails clenched to the marc's ofi' hind foot,' HOZ 1. " ' Wal,' scz she, ' can't yen du it yersclf ? ' " ' Wal,' nay;; I, ' I f^aicw 1 can.' " 8o b1)o Hho\ved mo wliar tlio horse-nails war, an' giv' mo llio h:unjricr, an' T put on Dill's leatlier apron, an' at it J wont. I i^ot in throe nails ri<2;ht snup;, and clenched them, Ml' wan drivin' doown the third, when tlio maro shied at fuithcn, and slioved her foot a one side, an' the hammer cum iuooth." ''There was two Hals llvin' in our town — J^^al Stebbins arid Sal Babit ; real corn-fed !:;als, 1 swovr. Sal •Stebbins would lii'c a barrel of cider out of the ecnd of a cart as quick as any other feller, ajid drink it toAv. .Sal Babit, she was so f;it, she'd roll one way jest as eas3^.as t'other, and if anythinr,', a little easier. Yv^ell, tiiere was a eorn-]iuskinf^% and 1 vs-ent alon:; with Sal fJtebbins: there v/as all the j^'als and boys scttin' reound, and 1 i^ot sot dovni so near Sal Babit, that l"il bo darned if 1 didn't kiss her afore T know'd what I was abeout. Sal Stebbins, she blushed: tlic blood rushed right up inLo her hair: she was the best red critter I ever did see. I tiiought it was all up with riie, and sure enough it was, for when I asked her if she would go hum witii jiie, she said: " ' Xo : YOU needn't trouble voui-self nothin' 'tall 'bout it.' *" Well, if you're mind to get spunky, I guess I can git a gal that will let me see her hum. Sal Babit, shall I l'o hum v/ith you ? ' " ' AYell,' savs she. * I don't mind if vou dew.' "Arter that, Sal Stebbins married a feller in our iov.-;;, b}- the name of I^os', — blind in one eye, and deaf in one ear, — jest to suite me, uothin' else: so I thou2;ht if sh.e was a mind to take a feller that couldn't see or hear anv tew well, m TRAITS OF AMFRICAN HUMOUR. I'd better lot her tiiido: so I went away from hum, and was gone about three — tour — five years? — yes, jest about iiv(f years, 'cause I know when I n-ot back slie had four little Fofi/s. J went to see how she ^ot alonj:^. She asked me to come in and set down ; so 1 tuck a cheer and s(|uatted ; Ihen she took another c])eer and squatted; and we bolli squalled tlieri^ to- petlier. Jler young ones was all runnin' rcound on lliy lluor : KJie pinted to them, and said, in a sort of bragging way, " ' Vou sec them, don't you ? ' "'Yes,' says J, squintin' up one oyc, * I see, they're all jeat like tlicir daddy, blind in one eye.' '* >Shc was biliii' dmnplings at the time, and as soon as she ^•ce me shiit up one eye, she out with a hot duniplin', and ler- me have it i i t'other, which made mo shut it uj) t;, darn'd t^ighl ijaicker tlian I ever did aibre, and 1 haiut been in luvo f^ineo that time.*' XIY. war's yure iioss ? Some yoasH since, when the State of Missouri wnr-< con- sidered " lar Vv^cst," th.ei-e lived on the bank of the river of the same name of the State, a substantial farmer, who, by years of toil, had accumulated a tolerable ])retty pile of casr- ings ; owing, as he said, ]) •Incipally to the fact that he didn't raise mucli taters and unv ins, but rite smart of corn. Thi.s farmer, hearing that good land was much cheaper farthei- south, concluded to move there. Accordingly, he provided Lis eldest son with a good horse, and a sulllciency of tlio needful to defray his travelling and contingent expeni-'os, and instructed him to purchase two hundred acres of good land, at the lowest possible price, and return immediately home. The next day Jeema started for Arkansas, and after an ab- ijence of some six weelv;3, returned home. "Well, Jeems," said the old man, "liow'd you find land in Arlicnsaw? " " Tolerable cheap, dad." "You didn't buy mor'n two- hundred acres, did yu, Jeems ? " ', dad, not over tu hundred, I rech >w much money hev yu got left? " (( 5> part SI irirr s a i( (( I \vas gciii' i| a '■• l\ gJi tu iiie an' our ci' cat in' i ' Try a mind,' " Bi "K f^ot thai l''i"s pi; ])')ck'jt i vl' 1 du, iiicnced "Bu "Kii got tu A\ ler. Th an' play tliat gaii ''Wo "Ku 'hvas his "AVi ting rilei '" Yes " IFa " The {< jN^ary red, dad : cleaned rite out I '> TIUITS OF AMERICAN HUMOUR. 71 all of », by least- id irt •tlici* [idod tiio and land, »nie. alj- land ""VVhy, I had no idee travellin' was ko 'spcnsivo in llioni parts, .T('(>Tn;^." " \Vi\\, just you try it wonst, nn' you'll fiud out, T rcokon." "AVal, novcr mind that, let's hojir 'bout tlic laud, au' — buC tvar\s' 1/urc hos-^ / " " AVhy, yu see, dad, T was a fl^oin' alon^; ono dny — " " liut varsyuychoss/^^ " Yu hole on, dud, an' I'll t(>ll yu all "i)()ut it. Y\\ sco, I v.'as agoiu' aloni^j one day, an' 1 niut a Ibllei' as said he was go in' my way tu — " *' I?ut war's yurn J/ons ? " " Dod diiru mi hide, cf yu don't shut up, dad, I'll never pit tu the hoss. Will, as we was both ,i;oin' the same way, iiio an' this feller jiued eunipeniiy, an' 'bout noon, we hitched eur eritters, an' set down aside uv a branch, and went to rat in' a snack. Arter we'd i^'ot thru, this feller sez tu me, 'Try a drap uv thi« ere red-eye, stranger.' 'AVal, I don't mind,' scz 1 — " " But n'cir's yiire Jioss ? " " Kummiu' tu him himc-hy, dad. So mo an' this feller pot thar, sorter torkin' an' driiddu', an' then he sez, ' Straniijer, let's play a leetlo jGjame uv kSeven-up,' a takin' out uv his jiMckot a greasy, roun'-cornered deck uv kcrdi\ * Don'r keer el" 1 du,' sez 1. So Ave sot uj) side uv a stum]), and kum- ii;cnced tu bet a quorter u)), an' 1 was a slaijiii him orj'ul — " " But icar's yure hosfs ? " " Kummin' tn him, dad, Uime-by, luck changed, an' ho p:ot tu winnin', an' pretty sune 1 hadn't not nary nuther dol- ler. Then sez he, ' !Stran,rancli over his head and bc^^uri to slno- "Uob o'liido]) stood it out for a long while; but human endurance has its Innits, and after being "worried witli guesse.s and ques- tions till he despaired of ever being left in (juiet possession of his own seeret, he began to east about for a method of allaying the publie curiosiiy in some me;;::iure, or at least of turning It aside from himseir. An old goi-\«up, named Goody Jh'ovv'n, had laid siege to liiui about the allj-jr from the first moment. One afternoon she dro])ped in as usual, and after Home j)reliminary tattle, reeoiiimeueed the altaek by itujuiring, Avith a tsiguilieant look and shake of the heiid, whether money "Was as seJU'ce as ever wiLli liim. I'ul) liad been for some tiaio thinking of a trick to ])I;iy the old huly, and thought this a good moment to begin his my,si;iiication : feo puitiiig on a look of great seriousness, knitting his brows, and ])uekerlng up hi.! raouth, as if In'g with a miuhtv secret about to be com- mamicated, he re])lied: " lieally, ?vLrs ]jrov,'n — I have been thinking, whether — now you are a prudent woman, I am ecrlain." "A prudent vroman, indeed! who ever thought of calliiig mo imju'udcnt? Everybody calls me a prudent woman, to be bure. You need not doubt it, though 1 mij so." "You ;ire a ])rudent woman, no doubt, and I have been thhiking, 1 say, whether I might trust you with a secret! " " A secret ! a secret ! a secret ! Oh, JNIr Bob, then there i.i a secret ? " said the old lady, aroused into great animation by the prospect of getting at the bottom of the mystery at last. '• Y{>s, Mrs Brown, to confess the truth, there is a secrei..' " Oh ! I knew it ! I knew it ! I knew there was a secret. I always said there was a secret — I Avas always sure the;;* was a secret! I told everybody I knew there must be a secret." '* But, Mrs P.rov.'n, this must be kept a secret ; so perhar^- I had better iceep it to myself. If you cannot keep a secrei, why then — " " Good lack ! Mr Leo, I am sure you are not afraid. Never fear me : I can keep a secret. Everybody knows how well I can keep a secret." "El Bccret ; " Si secret know "Bi cret; confidei "01 in confi " Ml Zachari "Ol dny in iidence- about s( other it *'If mav tru '" Oh will pro] mise to . "Th( hitching who sat the wish Brown- ing NUSp " Ye? '' The are dolla " Yes thev con do vou ^ you thin '• Yes TOU got }0U UUiS " Vei is the qii " AVI] and rubl iiig his e TKAITS OF AMERICAN HUMOUR. n " EvcrylKul y know?, to be sure, how well you can keep a secret ; that is just what 1 am thiukinj:^ about." " Sure, ]\lr Bob, you don't mean to keep nie out of the i^oeret now you have bci^uu. Come, come, what is it ? You know 1 can keep a s^ecret ; you know I can." " But this, rcpollcet, Mrs Brown, is a very particular se- cret ; and if 1 tell it to you — hey, Mrs Brown, it must bo in confidence you know." " Oh, in confldoncc ! to be sure in confidenoo — certainly in confidence. I keep everything in confidence." " i^ut now I recollect, Mrs Brown, that story about Zachary Numps — they say you blabb'd." "Oil laAv ! now jMr Lee, no such thing! I only said ono day in company with two or three people — altogether in con- iidcnce — that some folks might, if they chose, pay so and -so about some folks. It was all in conlidenc., but somehow or other it got out." " If you are sure you can keep the secret then, I think I may trust you with it ; but you must promise." " Oh, promise ! certainly I will promise, iMr Bob ; nobody will promise more than 1 will — that is, I certainly will pro- mis'.' to keep the secret." "Then let me tell you," said he, in alow, solemn voice, hitching his chair at the same time nearer to the old woman, who sat with open mouth and staring eyes, eager to devour flic wished-for secret, "These dollars of mine, you know, Mrs Brown — " here he stopped, keeping her in the most j^rovok- iiig suspense imaginable. '• Yes, yes ; the dollars, the dollars." '' These d'jllars of mine, j'ou know, Mrs Brown, why they are dollars — hey ? " " Yes, the dollarf?, the dollars ; go on, go on — where do they come from ? Mr Bob, where do you get them ? — where do you get thci]! ? " '• AViiy, I get them somewhere, you know; but where do von think?" '• Y'es, yes, you get them somewhere ; I always thought you got them somewhere : 1 always told everybody I knew you must get them somewdiere." "' Aery well, ]\Irs Brown." "Very well, Mr Lee; but where do you get them? that is the question — you have not told me." ''AVHiere do I get tliem," said Bob, slowly and solemnly, and rubbing his hands together, screwing up his mouth, roll- ing his eyes and shaking his head, while the old lady was on 78 rUAITS OF AMERICAN HUMOUR. tlio tcnter-hooIvH of suspeni;<:^ and oxjiectation. " AVIiero do I «4ot tluMii 'r' Now wliat do }ou ihiuk, Mia Jirown, of my old kaek hen ? " " Your old black hen ! AVhat do you mean ? " "Tlior(!'s tlio tliiiiu; now! Then you never f^ucsscd, luy ? Is it possible you novcr heard tho story of the goose with llio golden egg':* " " To he sure," replied Goody, oj)ening her eyes wider tliaii ever ; " to bo Hure 1 have, to be sure, Mr Jiob — to be sure. But your hen, you know, is not a goose." " That is very true, 3.[rs Brown ; but here is another question. If a goose can lay a golden egg, why can't a lieu lay a silver one ? " " Sure enough, Mr Lee, sure enough, sure cnougli," s'lid the old wonum, beginning to get some light on the subject. " Sure enough, as you say. Now this black hen of miiio — every day 1 go to the nest end find a silver dollar there I " " You amaze me. Bob ! " said she, in the greatest aston- ishment. " Who would have thought it ! Indeed ! indeed ! indeed I and is it true P " " Whv, Mrs Browu, if I do not get them there, where do I get them?" " Sure enough. AVell, my stars ! I almost knew it — I always thought there was something strange in the looks of that black hen." " Ah, you arc a cunning woman — but be sure you keep it a secret." '• To be sure, never fear me. A dollar a day ! AVho would have thought it! Bless me, wdiat a lucky man! Do, jMr Lee, let me see the nest ; it must bo very curious : I am dy- ing to see it." " Certainly, with all my heart ; but let us see if there is nobody coming. Ah, step this way ; I keep her in a snug place, you see, because if she should run away, what should 1 do for cash Y " So saying, he led the way, and the old v.'oman trotted after him. lie carried her in at one door and out at another, up this passage and down that, over, under and through, zig- zag and round about, through all the rigmarole turnings and twistiugs upon his premises, in order to give the whole aliair an appearance of greater mystery. At last coming to a little nook in the corner of his barn, he told her that was the place. She gazed at it with staring eyes and uplifted hands, ex- claiming, " AVas there ever anything like it ! " and tl ittotl had ac ero do T ;' my old 3(1, lijy ? with till) dcr tliaii be sure. »aii oilier 't Ji lieu Li1)jec't. of in i 110 there:" it uston- iii deed ! \hcrc do pw it— I looky of keep it o would Do, J\Ir am dy- :hcre is a snuy arc hatched, (leutlemen, 1 won't bo certain as to her age, but .1 will assure you tiiis, that if slic is too younjj^, it is a i'ault AviJI ,o he went to hed airain Avith undiiniiiislied hopes. Hut >roiidav eanie and there was no dollar to he seen : he cudgelled his hrain, and susjxH'ted there might he witches in the case; thereupon he naileil a horseshoe on the door of tlie hencoo[), and waited another ay, hut notliin? came of it. llo now sat down upon a log of wood, and fell to pon/ wi/xrJf for a ycnr or two, and my hoho has fjot so b;nl laU-Iy I can't carry a cold- trail v'ifliont houndx to help mr'' Alono, and without hounds as ho ^vas, llio question was rat luM' a silly one ; but i answered tlio purjxise for which it was put, wlii(di was only to draw liiin into conversation, and 1 proceeded to make as decent retreat as I could. "I didn't know," J said, "but that you wero going to nioct tlio liuntsmen, or going to your stainl." "All, sure enough," rejoined iu*, "tliat motif ho a heo, n^< the old woman said when hIic killed a wasp. It «ecms to mo 1 u\vj}\v to know you." " W(U, if you oui/ht why dont you? " " What vioiit \i)\U' name be':^ " '■'It mif/ht bo anything," said T, with "borrowed wit ; f)r T know my man, and knew wluit kind of couversatiou would please lii?n most. "Well, what wit then?" "It is Hall," said I; " but, you know, it might as well have been anything else." "Pretty digging," said ho, " I find you're not tiio fool I took you to be ; so here's to a better acciuaintance Avith you." " With all my heart," return(Hl I ; ' but you must bo as clever as I've been, and give mo your iiamo." "To be sure I will, my old 'coon; take it, take it, and welcome. Anything else about me you'd like to have? " " No," said I, " there's nothing else about you worth having." " Oh yes, there is, stranger. Do you see this? " holdindy believed tluit I was carried there on aecoiuit of my skill in shooting; and my fame was spread lar and wide, I well remember. "1 remember, too, pcrfoeily well your father's bet on mo at tho store. Ho was at the shool ing-mateh, and nothing could make him believe but that I was a u:reat shot with :'.. rifle, as well as a shot-gun. Bet he would on me, in spite oi* all I could say, though I assured him that I had never shot ;;, rillo in my life. It so happened too, that there were but lwi> bullets, or ratlier a bullet and a half; and so confident w;m your father in my skill that ho made me shoot the half bulle;, and stran^re to tell, by another chance shot I like to have drove the cross, and won his bet." "Aow 1 know you're the very chap; for I heard dadc! lell t ill Ins (( 1.. TliAIl.S OF AMEiaCAX IIUMOUU. h.j li'll iLo vcrv lliiii": nl)()nt tlic half bullet. Don't sav nnvtliiiiLj about it, Ti\ man, ami tluru u\y old shoes il' 1 don't, tear lno lint oil* tho boys with you at the Hhootin^jj-niatch. They'll never 'speet Nuch a lookin;^' man as you are of knowing any- lliin'' al)oul a rillo. J Ml risk vour clumcc. hIioI." 1 Hoon diseoverod that tho father had eaten sour grapes, and the son's teeth were on edije ; for iJillv was iust as in- corrlLjibly (d).stinato in his belief of my dexterity with a rillo as his father had been before him. We soon reached the i)laeo a|)pointed for the shootinp;- inateh. Jt went bv tlie name of Sims' Cross Koads, beeause, from tho time that the lirst had been laid out, Arehibald Sims had resided there. Arehibald had been a Justiee «d'the IVaeo in his day (and where is tho man of bia a^o in (ieor;^'ia who lias not':'), conseciuently he was called Squire Sims. It is the i'ustom in this State, when a man hiis unco acquired a title, civil or military, to force it upon him as lon«; as he lives; hence tho countless nundjer of titled personages who arc in- troduced in these sketches. AV'e stopped at tho Squire's door. Uilly hastily dis- mounted, gave me the shako of tho hand which ho had been I'cluclantly reserving; for a mile back, aud leading me to tho Squire, thus introduced me : "Undo Archy, this is Lyman Hall; and for all you seo him in these iine clothes he's a awiurif-cni — a darn si<4;ht cleverer fellow than he looks to be. AVait till you seo him lift the old soap-stick, and draw a bead upon tho bull's eye. \o\\ gwine to see fun to-day':' Don't say nothing about it.' " Well, Mr Swinge-cat," said the Squn-e, "hero's to a bet- ter acquaintance with you," offering me his hand. " IIow goes it, Uncle Archy':'" said I, taking his hand warmly: for I'm always free and easy with those who are so w ith me, aud in this course I rarely fail to please. " liow's the old woman? " "Egad!" said the Squire, chuckling, "there you're too hard for me ; for she died two-and-tw enty years ago, aud 1 haven't heard a word from her since ! " " AVhat ! and you never married again ? " " AVell, that's not my fault. " " No, nor mine Wither," said I. Here we were interrupted by tho cry of another, Iianccy Sniffle. " Hello, here ! All you as wish to put in for the shoot- iug-match come on here! for the put'n in's riJiIj/ to begin." About sixty persons, including men spectators, had cul- 86 TK S OF AMERICAN HUMOUR. Icctcil ; and the most of tliem were more or less obedient to the call of Mealy Whitecotton — for that was the name of the Kt'lf-constituted comman 'er-in-ehief Some hastened aiid some loitered, as they desired to be iirst or last on the list ; for thev shoot in the order in which their names are entered. The beef was not present, nor is it ever upon such occa- f*ions ; but several of the company had seen it, who all con- curred in the opinion that it was ^ood beef, and Avell worth the ])rice that was set upon it — eleven dollars. A general inquiry ran, in order to i'orm some opinion as to the number of shots that would be taken ; for, of course, the price of a shot is cheapened in proportion to the increase of that num- ber. It was soon ascertained that not more than twenty person." would take chan<'es ; but these twenty agreed to take the number of shots at twenty-live cents each. The competitors now began to give in their names ; some for one, some for two, three, and a few for as many as four (shots. Billy Curlew hung back to the last, and when the list was offered to him, five lists remained undisjiosed of. '" How many shots left ? '\ inquired Billy. '• Five," was the reply. " Well, I take them all. Put do;"n four shots for me, and one to Lyman Hall, paid for by AVilliam Curlew." 1 u;s thunder-struck ; not at his proposition to pay for my shot, because that Billy meant it as a token of friendship, and he would have been hurt if 1 had refused to let him do me this favour ; but at the unexpected announcement of my name as a comjietitor for beef, at least one hundred miles from t^te place of my residence! T „as prepared for a challenge from Billy to some of his neighbours for a private match upon me, but not for this. I therefore jirotested against his putting in for me, and urged every reason to dissuade him from it that I could, without wounding his feelings. " Put it down," said Billy, with the authority of an em- peror, and with a look that spoke volumes, intelligible to every bystander. " Keckon I don't know what I'm about? " Then, wheeling off, and muttering in an under, self-confident tone: *' Dang old Eoper," continued he, " if he don't knock that cross to the north corner of creation, and back again, before a cat can lick her foot ! " Had I been king of the cat-tribe, they could not have re- garded me Aviih more curious attention than did the whole company, from this moment. Every inch of me was examined TRAITS OF AMERICAN HUMOUR. S7 with tlie nicest scrutiny ; and some plainly expressed, by their looks, that they never would have taken me for such a bite. 1 saw no alternative, but to throw myself upon a third chance- shot ; for, thoupfh by the rules of sport 1 would have been allowed to shoot by proxy, by all the rules of good-breeding I was bound to shoot in person. It Avould have been unpar- donable to disappoint the expectations which had been raised on me. Unfortunately too for me, the match dill'ered in one respect from those which I had been in the habit of attend- ing in my younger days. In olden-time, the conte.^it was carried on chiefly with shot-f/uns, a generic term, which, iii those days, embraced three descriptions of fire-arms : Indian - traders — a long, cheap, but sometimes excellent kind of gun, that Mother Britain used to send hither for tralfic with tliv? Indians — the large musket^ and the shot-illy Curlew, as he learned the place of Spivey's ball. Spivcy's ball had just broken the upper angle uf the diamond, beating I'irmby about half its width. A few more shots, in which there was nothing remarkable, brought us to Billy Curlew. Billy stept out with much con- fidence, and brought the soap-stick to an order, while he de- liberately rolled up his shirt sleeves. Had I judged Billy's chance by the looks of his gun, I should have said it was hope- less. The stock of soap-stick seemed to have been made with a case-knife, and had it been, the tool would have been but a poor apology for its clumsy appearance. An augur hole in the breech served for a grease-box, a cotton string assisted a single screw in holding on the lock, and the thimbles were made, one of brass, one of iron, and one of tin. " AVhere's Lark Spivey's bullet? " called out Billy to the judges, as he finished rolling up his sleeves. " About three quarters of an inch from the cros.s," was the re])ly. " AV^ell, clear the way! the soap-stick's a coming, and she'll be along in there among 'em presently." Billy now planted himself a-straddle, like an inverted V, shot forward his left hip, drew his body back to an angle of about forty-five degrees with the plane of the horizon, brought his cheek down close to the breech of old soa])-stick, and fixed her upon the mark with an untrembling hand. His sight was long, and the swelling muscles of his left arm led me to believe that he was lessening his chance of success with every half second that he kept it burdened with his pon- derous rifle ; but it neither flagged nor Avavercd until soap- stick made her report. " "Where am I ? " said Billy, as the smoke rose from be- fore his eye. " You've just touched the cross on the lower side," was the reply of one of the judges. "I was afraid I w'as drawing my bead a leetJe too fine," said Billy. " Now, Lyman, you see what the soap-stick can do. Take her, and show the boys how you used to do when you were a baby." I begged to reserve my shot to the last ; pleading, ratlier sophistically, that it was, in point of fact, one of Billy's shots, ^ly plea was rather indulged than sustained; and the nu'rks- liien who had taken more than one shot commenced the second round. This round was a manifest iniprovemeuL upon 92 TRAITS OF AMERICAN HUMOUR. the first. Tlic cross was driven three times, once by Spivov, once by I'^irinby, jind once by no less a persona;^'o than !^[oaly Whitecottoii, wlioin cluince seemed to favour for this time, merely that he mi«i;ht retaliate upon Hiram Bauyli ; and the bull's eye was disllj^ured out of all shape. The third and fourth rounds were shot. Billy discharged liis last shot, which left the rights of parties thus; Billy Curlew first and fourth choice, Spivey second, Eirmby third, and Whitecotton fifth. Homo of my readers may be curious to learn how a distinction comes to be made between several, all of whom drive the cross. The distinction is perfectly na- tural and equitable. Threads arc stretched from the inieifaccd parts of the once interesting lines, by means of which the original position of the cross is precisely ascertained. Each bullet-hole being nicely pegged up as it is made, it is easy to ascertain its circumference. To this, I believe they usually, if not invariably, measure where none of the balls touch the cross ; but if the '*rosa be driven, they measure from it to the centre of the buLet hole. To make a draw-shot, therefore, between two who drive the cross, it is necessary that the centre of both balls should pass directly through the cross — a thing that very rarely happens. The bite alone remained to shoot. Billy wiped out his rifle carefully, loaded her to the top of his skill, and handed her to me. " Now," said he, " Lyman, draw a fine bead, but not too fine ; for soap-stick bears up her ball well. Take care, and don't touch the trigger until you've got your bead ; for she's spring-triggered, and goes mighty easy ; but you hold her to the place you want her, and if she don't go there, dang old Eoper." I took old soap-stick, and lapsed immediately into tlie most hopeless despair. I'm sure I never handled as heavy a gun in all my life. " Why, Billy," said I, " you little mortal, you ! what do you use such a gun as this, for? " " Look at the bull's eye, yonder," said he. " True," said I ; " but I can't shoot her — it is impossible." " Go 'long, you old coon," said Billy ; " I see what you're at. (Intimating that all this was merely to make the coming phot the more remarkable.) " Daddy's little boy don't shoot anything but the old soap-stick here to-day, I know." The judges, I knew, were becoming impatient, and, withal, my situation was growing more embarrassing e\ery second ; so I e'en resolved to try the soap-stick, without further parley. T rrou 1JU( V tadf came ingly all m of gr; vcloci not 01 mentt said Spivoy, is time, and. tlio elmrn;ctl s; Billy y third, curious several, !\]]y ; "T ain't a c^wino in tell the old woman any such licsj lor slic'a a rael, rey'iar built ^rctli'dist." Ah 1 turned to depart — "Stop a iiiinuie, stran^^er," said one; tlien lowering; his voice to a confidential, but strictly audible tone: " What an; you ofl'erin^- for?" ecvutinued lie. I assured him I was not a candidate for anything; — that I had accidentally fallen in with Billy Curlew, who bcjj:,Li;ed mo to come with liim to the slu^otiiig-uiatch ; and as it lay right on my road, T had stop[!ed. "Oh," said he, with a conciliatory nod, " if you're up for anythinj^, you needn't bo niealy-moiithed about it, 'I'ore us boys; for we'll all p;o in for you here, up to the handle." "Yes," said Billy, " dani; old Ifoper, if we don't go our deaths for you, no inatter who oilers. If ever you come out for anything', Lyman, just let the boys of Upper Ilogthief' hnow it, and they'll p;o for you, to the hilt, against creation, tit or no tit, that's lalur.'" I thanked him l all ho s XVII. THE IIOrvSE SWAP. During tlio session of the Superior Court, in the villapio of , about three weeks ago, wlien a number of jieople were collected in the pi'incipal stj-ecl of the villap;e, I observed a. young man riding u]) and down the street, as I supposed, in a violent passion, lie galloped this way, then that, and then the other. Spurred his horse to one group of citizens, then to another. Then dashed off at half speed, as if ileeing from danger: and suddenly checkino; his horse, returned — iirst in a pace, then \v a^trut, and then in a canter. AVhile he was flesh THAITS OF AMERICAN HUMOUR. ©r ill Iho wliio 1o rcg'lar 'iiip; liis 1 1 at uri! -that I , aiid swore that " he could out-swap any live man, woman, op child, that ever walked these hills, or tliat ever straddled horse-flesh since the days of old daddy Adam." " Stranger," said he to me, " did you ever see *"thc Yalloio Blossom from Jasper? " " No," said I, " but I have often heard of him." "I'm the boy," continued he; " perh.aps a Icctlr — -jist a Icetle of the best man, at a horse sv/ap, that ever trod shoe- leather." I began to feel my situation a little awkward, when I was relieved by a man somewhat advanced in years, wlio stepped up and began to survey the " Tailow Blossom's " horse with much apparent interest. This drew the rider',-t attention, and he turned the conversation from mo to the stranger. " "Well, my old 'coon," said he, " do you want to swap Jwsses ? " " V/hy, I don't know," replied the stranger ; " I believe I've got a beast I'd trade with you for that one, if you like him.' "AVell, fetch np your nag, my old cock; you're jist the lark I wanted to get hold of. I am perhaps a IcctJe, jist a leetle, of the best man at a horse swap, that ever stole crach- iins out of his mammy's fat-gourd. AVhere's your hoss ? " " I'll bring him presently ; but I want to exairine your horse a little." " Oh ! look at him," said the Elossom, alighting and hit- ting him a cut, " look at him. He's the best piece of Tios^i Hesh in the thirteen united universal worlds. There's no bort o' mistake in little Bullet. He can pick up miles on his 7 OS T1JAIT8 OF AMKKICAN IIUMOUK. foot and lliii;; 'cm bcliiml liim ns fiiHt um tho 7^cxt mnn's hoss, 1 don't care wlirrc he coimos from. And ho I'un keep it an loni; HH the sim can hIiIik! witlioni rcHtin«:j." J)urini,' lliis liaran'j:iie, liltU? Bnllei looked fiH if lie under- Htood it all, l)clievcd it, and was ready at any moment to verify it. JIo \\i\h a Jiorso of jjjoodly coiinte!iancp, ratlier cx- prcHsive of vi;;ilance than firo; lliouj^h an unnatural appear- ance of licr('cnc>;H was thrown into it, by the Iosh of his ears, Avliich liad l)een ci'op[)cd ])rc5 to sounds, I should say its settUng was more like the note of a locust than anything else in nature. con HUM stil hi.^ the Mma and - hunt TRAITS OF AMKIilCAN irtLMOrR. ou •p. . 1 *• < oon.;,/;j;,ltir;;;::ri;^;f '!!:- "^ '•'^.-^,0,., ^„„. „'„. "">-".;; (I,e» l,v- tl.c, .,,„„ I' "'"'»-lu.;n,l,lo l,„|,ii „,.",_ •-^"lart knoiVM tlio IiiHs V',,,, i "" «''" "Kim,;.:, ' ,, •T™'JJ o.i i.i» b„,.|c. •^ ""' '""^ ''«<' J"«t foui.d l,i„,. iZ, lip.''; ''"'l^iway ,vont':i{u|fp«ce in it; and no man Vonl I "! '"" " l*""'- *' <-'erl.,i fV' *^va,tCT!."«■*-''-^«--7tl!:-t^"^^ Bullet was now nf l^/^^« ™ staked on him '"""' "^am ; and ho walked as if moner J- lie stranger wlmc/x * Ketch, havi„|:Ut^ Bun^t to1""r"'' '^''™<' -a, Peter a^son ^eddy to go and bring u^^ I'ft ''T ^ ,^»"'^°'' »'•'•-- ? ,'.'. " "■«lJ-lonned sorrel nVt}: -i* ,?'^''>' "^'"i a;.neared »der His ^„„; e«.«,«irthrei li *'!'' "'d'He size, andin .ood hongh a glance Mas sufficieuTI " "',-•""''•''1^ '» «'e shade """ '"^ ''^■^■'"^" "''vantageThi^ CtXTelk^;?' ^""^ "^ loo TRAITS OF AMERICAN HUMOUIl. " Why man," said Blossom, " do you briiif^ such a hoss n^^ that to trade for Bullci; ? Oh, I see you're uo notion oi trading." " iiide him off, Neddy ! " said Peter. Kit put up at a liandsome lope. " Trot him back ! " Kit catue in at a long, sweeping trot, and stopt suddenly at the crowd. " AVell," said Blossom, "let me look at him ; maybe he'll do to plough." '• Examine him ! " said Peter, taking hold of the bridle close to the mouth. "He's nothing but a tacl y. He au't as preKii a horse as Bullet, 1 know ; but he'll do. Start 'em together for a hundred and lifty mile ; and if Kit an't twenty mile ahead of him at tlie coining out, any man may take Kit for nothing. J5ut he's a monstrous mean horse, gentlemen ; any man may see that. He's the scariest horse, too, you ever saw. He won't do to hunt on, no how. Stranger, Avill you let Neddy have your rifle to shoot off him ? Lay the riile between his ears, Neddy, and shoot at tlie blaze in that stump. Tell me when his head is high enougli." Ned fired, and hit the blaze : and Kit did not move a hair's breadth. " Nedd}', take a couple of sticks and beat on that hogshead at Kit's tail." Ned made a tremendous rattling; at which Bullet took fright, broke his bridle and dashed off in grand style ; and would have stopt all further negociations, by going home in disgust, had not a traveller arrested him and brought him back : but Kit did not move. " I tell you, gentlemen," continued Peter, " he's the scariest liorse you ever saw. He an't as gentle as Bullet ; but he won't do any harm if you watch him. Shall I put him in a caic, gig, or wagon for you, stranger ? He'll cut the same capers there he does here. He's a monstrous mean horse." During all this time. Blossom was examining him with the nicest scrutiny. Having examined his frame and limbs, he now looked at his eyes. " He's got a curious look out of his eyes," said Blossom. "Oh yes. Sir," said Peter, "just as blind as a bat. Blind horses always have clear eyes. Make a motion at his eyes, if you please. Sir." Blosscm did so, and Kit threw up his head rather as if eomething pricked him under the chin, than as if fearing a pass. give TRAITS OF AMERICAN HU.MOUR. lOi )S3 a-^ nly at D he'll e close getbcr 5 ahead 3th ing-. u may ; won't y have .3 ears, e when a hair's )gshead it took would lisgust, |k: but scariest [but he a eai c, capers lith the ibs, he 3om. Blind jyes, if as if kiiig a blow. Blossom repeated the experiment, and Kit jirked back with considerable ustonishment. " iStone blind, you see, gentlemen," proceeded Peter; " but he's just as good to travel ot'a dp.rk night as if he liad eyes." '' Blame my buttons," said iiiossom, " if I iike them eyes." *' No," said Peter, " nor I eitliiM'. I'd rather iiave 'em niado of diamonds; but they'll do, ii'they done ahow as much white as Bullet's." " Well," said Blossom, " make a pass at me." " No," said Peter ; " you made the banter, now make your pass." " Well, I'm never afraid to price my bosses. You must give me twenty-five dollars boot." '• Oh certainly ; say lifty, and my saddle and bridle in. Here, Neddy, my son, take away daddy's horse." " Well," said Blossom, " I've made my pass, now you make vours." " I'm for short talk in a horse swap ; and therefore always tell a gentleman, at once, what I mean to do. You must give me ten dollars." Blossom swore absolutely, roundly, and profanely, that lu never would give boot. "Well," said Peter, " T didn't caro about trading; but you cut such high shines that I thought I'd like to ba!*k you out ; and I've done it. Gentlemen, you see I've brought him to a hack." " Come, old man," said Blossom, " I've been joking with you. I begin to think you do want to trade ; therefore give nie five dollars and take Bullet. I'd rather lose ten dollars any time, and not make a trade ; though I hate to fling away a !';ood boss." " AYell," said Peter, " I'll be as clever as you are. Just ]mt the five dollars on Bullet'3 back and hand him over, it's a trade." Blossom swore again, as roundly as before, that he would not give boot ; and, said he, "Bullet wouldn't hold live dollars on his back nohow. But as I bantered you, if you say an even swap, here's at you." "I told you," said Peter, "I'd be as clever as you; there- fore here goes two dollars more, just for trade sake. Give mo three dollars, and it's a bargain." Blossom repeated his former assertion ; and here the parties stood for a long time, and the by-s Landers (for many were now collected) began to taunt both parties. After some time, how- 102 TRAITS OF AMERICAN HUMOUR. over, it was pretty unanimously decided that tlie old man bad backed lilossom out. At len^i^tli Blo.ssom swore ho " never would be backed out lor three dollars after bantering a man ; " aud accordingly they closed the trade. "Now," said Blossom, as he handed Peter the three dollars, " I'm a man, that wlien ho makes a bad trade, makes the most of it until he can make a better. I'm for no rues and after- claps." " That's just my way," said Peter ; " I never goes to law to mend my bargains." " Ah, you're the kind of boy I love to trade with. Here's your boss, old man. Take the saddle and bridle off him, and I'll strip yours; but lift up the blanket easy from Bullet's back, for he's a miglity tender-backed boss." The old man removed the saddle, but theblanket stuck fast, lEo attempted to rai.-^e it, and Bullet bowed himself, switched his tail, danced a little, and gave signs of biting. " Don't hurt him, old man," said Blossom archly ; " take it olT easy. I am, perhaps, a leetle of the best man at a horse- swap that ever catched a 'coon." Peter continued to pull at the blanket more and more roughly ; and Bullet became more and more cavort ish : in so uuicli, that when the blanket came off, he had reached the /j/e/i;- iiig point in good calmest. The removal of the blanket disclosed a sore on Bullet's back-bone that seemed to have defied all medical skill. It measured six full inches in length, and four in breadth ; and had as many features as l^ullet had motions. My heart sicken- ed at the sight ; and I felt that the brute who had been riding him in that situation deserved the halter. The prevailing feeling however was that of mirth. The laugh became loud and general, at the old man's expense ; and rustic witticisms were liberally bestowed upon him and his late 2)urchase. These, Blossom continued to provoke by various re- marks. He asked the old man, " if he thought 13ullet would lee live dollars lie on his back." He declared most seriously, that he had owned that horse three months, and had never dis- <,'overed before that he had a sore back, " or he never should have thought of trading him," &c. &e. The old man bore it all with the most i)hilosophic composure. He evinced no astonishment at his late discovery, and made no replies. But his son, Neddy, had not disciplined his feelings t[uite so well. His eyes opened wider and wider, from the first 10 the last pull of the blanket ; aud when the whole sore burst up iic aiu IV)! cou wil tcrcl TRAITS OF AMERICAN HUMOUR. 103 n bad h1 out f they ollars, ! most at'ter- law to Here's m, and Juliet's ck fast, vitched take it I liorse- d more i : ill so le kiclc- lullet'a II. It Ih ; and Isieken- riding The |e; and lis late lous re- would [iously, j-er dis- Ishould )osure. lade no }elinp;3 lie lirst burst upon his view, astonishment and fright seemed to contend for tiie mastery of his countenance. As the blanket disii[)penred he stuck his hands in his breeches pockets, heaved a deep sigh, and lapsed into a profound reverie ; from which he was only I'oiised by the cuts at his father. He bore them as long as ho could; and when he could contain himself no longer, he began, with a certain wildness of expression, which gave a peculiar in- terest to what he uttered : " His back's mighty bad off, but dod drot my soul if he's put it to daddy as bad as he thiuks he has, for old Kit's both blind and dcef, I'll be dod drot if he eint." " The devil he is," said ]]lossom. '• Yes, dod drot my soul if he einf. You walk him and see if he eint. His eyes don't look liice it; but lie jist n\- live go cKjiu the house with you, or in a ditch, as anyhow. iS'ow you go try him." Tile laugh was now turned on Blossom ; and many rushed to test the lidelity of the little boy's report. A few experiments established its truth, beyond controversy. "i^eddy," said the old man, " you oughtn't to try and make people discontented with their things. JStrangcr, don't mind what the little boy says. If you can only get Kit rid of theni little failings, you'll find him all sorts of a horse. You are a icfille the best man, at a horse swap, that ever I got hold of; but don't fool away Kit. Come, Neddy, my son, let's be mov- ing ; the stranger seems to be getting snappish." XYIII. THREE CHANCES FOR A WIFE. "When a man has three chances for a wife, it is, indeed, a hard mischance if he should fail. The following is one of tliose cases which might have occurred down cast, but 1 am rather doubtful if a similar event was ever known in any other part of the world. But let mo give the experience of a gentleman, who had three chances, in his own language : "I once courted a gal by the name of Deb Hawkins. I made it up to get married. AVell, while we were going up to the deacon's, I stepped my foot into a mud puddle, and spat- tered the mud all over Deb llawkins' new gown, made out of her grandmother's old chintz petticoat. "Well when we got lOJi TKAITS OF AMElilCAN IIL'MOUU. to the den(^on's, ho r. Iced Deb if she would take mo for her liiwfiil Aveddod liusbaiid ? " ' Xo,' sa^'H she, ' I Khnn't do no f^iich thing.' " ' Wliat on airth is the reason? ' sayn I. " ' AV'liy,' HavH slie, ' I've taken a mislildn' to you.' " Well, it was all up Avitli me then, but I give her a string of bead.s, a lew kisses, nonie other notions, and made it all uj) ■with her; so we went up to the deacon's a second time. I was determined to come up to her this time, so when the deacon asked me if I would take her for my lawfully wedded wii'e, says I, " ' Ts'o, I shan't do no such thing.' " ' Why,' savs l)eb, ' what on airth is the matter ? ' *" AVliy,' says I, ' I have taken a mislikin' to you now.' " Well there it was all u]) again, but I gave her a new apron, and a lew other little trinkets, and v»'C went up again to get married. AVe expected then we would be tied so last that all nature couldn't separate us, and when we asked the deacon if he wouldn't marry us he said, '' ' Xo, I shan't dew any such thing.' " AVhy, wliat on airth is the reason? ' says we. " ' AVhy,' says he, * I've taken a mislikin' to both on you.' " Deb burst out crjnn', the deacon burst out scoldin', and I burst out laughin', and sich a set of reg'lar busters you never did see." you men babl Stan tea-j ilOW blazi XIX. TIIi; YANKEE AMOXGST THE MERMAIDS. A YAIIX, BY A CAPE CODDER. Do I b'lcve in the sea-sarpint ? You might as well ax mo if I b'leved in the compass, or thought the log could lie, I've never seed the critter myself, cos I haint cruised in thcai waters as he locates himself in, not since I started on my lirst voyage in the ' Contidence ' whaler, Captain Coifing ; but I recking I've got a brother as hails from X'ahant, that, sees him liandsomc every year, and knows the latitude and longitude of the beast, just as well as I knows the length o' the futtock shrouds o' the foretops. Did ^ou ever see a marmaid? "Waell, then, I reckoii sea i'or her I sir in pi; u all up me. I len tlio wedded low. a new ) aj;aiii so last ;ed the m YOU. lin', and srs you 1 ax nio le I've tlicni on my olfinp,' ; it, thai-, de and igth o' reclvon TKAITS OF A]^1ERICAX HUMOUR. 105 you'd best shut up, cos /have, and many on 'cm ; and mar- men too, and marminsei! and marmasters, of all sizes, from babbies not bi,i?p;er nor maekrels to regular six-l'eeters, with starns like a full-grow'd porpus. I've been at a marmaid's tea-party, and after larnin' the poor ignorant fcaly critters liow to splice the maiu-brace, 1 left the hull bilin' on 'em blazin' drunk. You see, when our craft war, cruisin' up the Arches, wo cast anchor one mornin' in pretty deep water, just abrest of a small green island as wasn't down in the chart, and hadn't got no name, nyther. But our capting know'd what he was artcr, abeout as right as ninepen-e, cos a small skewner camo alongside pretty sune, freighted with brandy and wine for the olilcers, what they'd ordered for their ow*ii private stores. "VVaell, the slings was run ii]) to the end o' the main-yard, and the waisters were busy hoist in' up the barrils, when a cask o' brandy slipped fi'om the slings as it was being canted round, and dropt right splash into the sea, sinkin' right away. Upon 'zaminationiug the manifest, it proved to be the best cask o' brandy in the skewner, imported from Boardo direct for the capting himself. " You ctarnal lazy suckers," said he ; " look here ! tako all the boats' anchors, lash 'em together in tews so as to ibrni grapnels o' four pints each, and drag all about here for that ar' brandy — and mind you find it, or I'll ]nit every mother's .son of you on short allowance o' rye for the next month." AVaell, the boats was ordered out, and a gropin' we went. I was placed in the jolly, with 8y Davis and rete Slinks, and a middy to direct. The middy was a pretty considerable t^jmart fellow, and jest as we v.as puttin' otf, he nodded up to the chaplin as was leanin' over the side, and says, " AVliat say you to an hour's float upon this here glassy sea?" The parson was down by the main ropes in a minit, and oiTwe sot a 11 shin' for the brandy tub. The current run pretty slick by the side o' the little i^Jand, and the seond luff, who v.as in the cutter, ordered us to go a-licad and watch along the shore jest to see if the tub warn't rolled up there by the tide. AVe pretended to look right hard for the tub, till Ave made the lee o' tlie island, and then if we didn't resolve to take it easy and run the noose o' the jolly into the yallcr sand o' the shore, there ain't no fsuakes. I held on in the starn by the grapnel, and the par- son pulled out of his pocket a good-sized sample bottle o' the new stuit as he'd jest bought, and wanted the middy to taste 103 TRAITS OF AMERICAN HUMOUR. — and artor passin' their ideas on the lickcr, the cLnplin p^avo UH moil a prolty Hlilf horn a ])iec'C, now I tell you — and lir«t- rate it was, I swow. It iled the parson's ton<;ue like all out doors — it took him to talk — all aheout the old orijj;inal anteck names o' the islands that laid in spots all about thar' — classic ground, as he called it, and a pretty yarn he did spin tew. 'Ilu'U the middy, who'd been keei)in' dark and layiii' low all this time, show'd his brou^htens-ui), and let ilv a hull broadside at the parson about them ar' syringes and other fabblus wimming. AVaell, you see, all this hero talk made us dry as ihunder ; HO the chaplin said he gues.^ed the sun was over the lore-yard, and baled us out another horn o' licker all round. Then he took a "spell ho!" at the jawin' tackle, and allowed there was a river in .larminy, where all our Dutch imegrants hails IVom, and that a naked gall used to locate herself in a whlrl- ])ool, and come up on moonshiney nights and sing a hull bookl'iil o' songs, as turned the heads o' all the young fellers in them parts. A\ aell, reports ruz uj) as she'd a hull cargo o' gold stowed away at the bottom o' the Avliirlpool, and many a wild young Jarman, seduced by the grdl's singin' and hopc^j o' gold, le])t into the river, and warn't heerd on never artcr. These matters hurt the yoimg gall's kariter, and the old folks, who'd always allowed that she was a kind of goddess, began to think that she warn't the clear grit, and the young fellers said her singin' Avas no great shakes, and that her beauty warn't the thing it was cracked up to be. There was a famous general, who wasn't raised in that flection o' the country, but had swapped a castle on a moun- tain in Spain lor one o' them ar' water lots near the v.hirl- pool ; he began to find himself raytlier short o' cash to buy his groceries, and coiu'luding that he couldn't dew without a leetle whiskey lo Jvcep otf the aguy, resolved to pay the Avhirl- pool gall a visit, and jest see if he couldn't soft soap the young critter out of a leetle rhino. Kext full moon, he forties to the bluif what hung over the bilin' and foamin' river, and jest at eight bells, up ruz the gall, stark naked, a sittin' on the white froth o' the whirlin' water, and singin', " Wont you come to my bower what I've shaded for you ? " " "Waell," says the gineral, not a bit daunted — says he, " look here, my gall : I mean to eat a lobster salad with you to-night, if you promise ^ to behave like a lady, and won't cut up lu) shines." AVaell, the gall give her word o' honour, and the gineral dove into the whirlpool, and down they went right slick. TRAITS OF AMERICAN HUMOUR. lo: (I iirst- all out antcek -classic tow. •in' low a hull 1 other unifier ; rc-yard, 'hen he d there ts hails a ^Yhirl- ; a hull ; fellers cargo o' d inauy id hopes M' artcr. Id Ibllv!^, s, be<;aTi fellers beauty riiicral Next moriiiii', tho pjincral was found to hum with a sic^hter old gold pieces, bi<::u;er round than tho to]) of a backer-box, and a hull pot full of tho tallest kind of jewels ; you sec, the sojer had carried a small flask of Monono;ahely in his pocket, and tho river pjall couldn't <;it over the old rye — tew p,-lasses opened licr heart, I jjjuess, and she let tho jijineral ulip his cable in the mornin' with just abeout as much gold as he could stow away. (Some o' his friends kalkilated as he'd bettor drop his anchor thar' aj^in — and there was some talk in the settle- ment of formin' a jynt-stock company for the purpose o' p;et- tln' up all the ,cjold — but tho i^ineral tcU'd 'em ho guessed he'd got enough for him, and he seed ciiiite enough down ihar' not to want to go no more ; and refusiu' to say what ho had seen, or tell 'cm how they was to go to work, it kinder stopped the jynt-stock compaiiy. The river gall she fell quite in love with tho gineral right up to tho hub, and sot on the bilin' ^vater night arter night, singin', " Meet me by moonlight alone ; " but the gineral said lie'd sec her drowned first al'ore he trust her agin — for, says lie, " No woman was never deceived twyst," ■which riled tho river gall like mad, and in revenge she sot the whirlpool a Ijilin' like all creation, as if resolved to keep the nciglibour- liood in hot water. I'rom the sarcumstance of the gineral's gettin' so much: gold out o' the river, the Jarmins called it the Ehino, and its been known by somethin' like that name ever since. "When the chaplain had expended his yarn, he sarved out another allowance o' licker. I recking that he was the raal grit for a parson — always doin' as he'd be done by, and prac- tisin' a darned sight more than he preached. " Taint Chris- tian-like," says he, "to drink by one's self, and a rnal tar never objects to share his grog with a shipmate." Them's j^in-a-wine Bunker Hill sentiments, and kinder touch tho bottom of a sailor's heart ! The middy then uncoiled another length o' cable abeout the fabbelus wimming o' the sea, and said it were a tarnation pretty idea, that them angels from hewing as ruled the airth should keep watch over the treasures o' the water. Then ho tolled a yarn consarnin' the ca])ting of a marchantmnn as was trading in the South Seas, layin' at anchor, becalmed, one Sunday mornin' abeout five bells, when a strange hail was heard from under the bows o' the craft, and the hands on deck as answered the hail seed somebody in the Avater with jest his head and arms stickin' out, and holdin' on to the 103 TKAITS OF AMERICAN HUMOUR. dolphin nr strilccr. Wacll, T piicas they pretty Roon tlirow'd him a r()])e and hauled him abd.ird, nnd then they Heed ho wan :i regular huilt mannan, one hall' kinder ni<;ij;er, and t'otlier half kinder fish, but altoGjether more kinder iish than kinder in<(^er. Ho, an I was tell in' you, they p;ot him aboard, and ho made an en([uerry artcr the eaptinjij, who como out o' bin ea!)- in^f, and the mannan made him a linsl-ratc daneiu'-akeul bow, and says in f;inne\vinc JCn^j^lish : " Capting, I sorter rei'kinj^ it ain't entered into your kal- kilalion as this hero is Sabber-day, for you've dropped yonr tarnal bipj anehor ried llio roiiL^di od^i. oil', and llic iiolioii o' liiidin' Iho captiiii^'s cask ])k'as(Ml me mii^htily, com I kiiowcd it ■would lifklo tho old man liko all creation, and sartiiiLifly Rct mo three or four liberty davH for filioro fj^oiii' uhen avc returned to Tort Mahon. 80, as 1 Iindn't on nolliin' ])('lilvler as would Hpile, oidy a blue cottlne; sliiri and Hail-cloth pantys, and ilie weather bein' most uncoinincMi Avann, I jest lold the mannan I was ready, and tortled (juieily over the boat's side into tlio blue transj)arent sea. Tho mannan ^n'ap[)led mo by the iisi, and we soon touclicd bottom, now J. tell ye. I found as I could walk easy enough, only the water swaved me aheout iest as if I war a leetlo ti^ht, but I didn't seem to suller nothin' from want o' breath, iiyther. AVo soon reached whar' tlic brandy cask v/as lyin' ri^qlit under the ship's keel, which accounts for its not bein' seen nor notliin' by Ihe boats' crews. I felt so everlastingly comical abeout lindin' tho tub, that I told the half-bred dolphinijj fellow that pinted it out, ihat if I knowed how to tap it, 1 wish I mi<;ht die if I wouldn't give him a gallon 0' the stutf as a Balva<;c fee. " AVhat's in it ? " savs the raarman. "AVhy, licker," says*!. "AV'aell," says the marman, "so I hcord them scrapin' fellers in the boats say ; but I ji;uess I've licker enou«;h to last my time, tho' 1 recking your licker is something strongc!" than salt water, seein' that its hooped up in that almighty way." " Why, you lubber," says I, " it's brandy — the raal ginnc- wiue conevhack." " And what's Ihat ? " says the marman. " Why, dew tell — w^ant to know ? " says I ; " have you lived to your time o' life withoiit tnstin' spirretus licker? Waell, I swow, you oughter bo the connnodore of all them cold water clubs, and perpetual president of all temj^'ranco teetotallers. Go ahead, nuitey ; pilot the way to your shanty, and I'll roll the barrel arlcr you. I'll sunc give you a drink o' licker that will jest take the shirt-tail olf eeny thing you over did taste, now I tell you." Waell, the critter flopped ahead, for you see its the natur' o' the marmen, secin' as they've no legs, only a fish's tail what's bent under them, jest like the lower part 0' the letter J, to make way by iloppin' their starns up and down, and pad- dlin' with their hands — somethin' between a swim and a TKAITS OP AMKUTCAN nUMOITv. Ill -(mI lllC iUo ill! iiys ior o- silin qiiieily OlU'llCfl illOli;;]l, I lectio brealli, i' rig] it in' seen istin^iv [il}-brc"l liow to illou o' icrapiii illU'll to rouL^o!' Iinighly giiinc- ,'C vou i civ or ? tliciii ran CO liaiily, drink lo- vou natnr' [s tail letter (i pad- ID d a Mvn2:G;ei'— l>nt tlic way thoy Rct throupfh ll»o \vater is a cau- lioii. I rolled Iho lul) aioniij over tiio nmooth white; shiny ^;.^lld, and the erahn ami lobsters skeeled oil" ri;^'ht ami left titles out o' my way rejjjular sUeered, ami bit,' lishes of all ahiipcs ami niakcH, with bristlin' lins, swum close aloii^'siilo" iiic, and looked at mo quite awful with their small ^ooseixrry ayvi, as much as to say, " What the natii>n arc you at ? " Jivmeby tho marman broui;ht uj) in front of rayther a larijeish cavo or {grotto of rock and shell work, kivered Avitli korril and sea-weed. So, you see, tho tub was ])ut ri^'ht on ceiid in one coi'ner ; I made an emiuirry o' the marman if ho luul a «2;iml)let, and he said ho b'leved there was such a thiuj; in the hold or cellar; he'd found a carpenter's tool-chest in a wreck a l'e\v miles to tho casterd, and ho fotched away six or {-cvimi of tho leetlo lixins, thiidun' thev mi |)oli!u'vo a tarnal i^ood lish i:i:'rkct in t}i(5H0 lioro paris, and koop youi* tahlo woll sui)i)licd with lial- libut and Koa-l)a'-obbh'.s our rolations? Ilioro's nvii varmint onou';"]i in all conscionoo, sitoli n» oystors, and olaniM, and tpiaho;;s, and musolow, and crabn, and lohstov;.. \V^5 ^o tho hull shoat with thorn ; and thou wo cultivator k:iil VA\d olhor Moa truck in our i;ardinii;s, and somotimoM wo tnviins under tho wild fowl as tlioy'ro tloatin', and jerks down a lino duck or a i;ull, or gathers their eygs oil' tho rocks, or tho barjiaclos oif drift wood." Jest then, tho marman'a eldest son-fish fetched in thn /;imblot, and brou'ijht up the marman's Jawin' tacks with a round turn. The younij; un was about the si/.o ol' an Injiii boy jest aforo ho runs alone — half papoose, half porpus. Ho p;ot a leelle skeered when ho clapt eyes on me, but I gavo liim a stale (piid o' backer to amuso himself, and tho su«,';;.' ])lum made tho marmaster roll his eyes above t hit, uow 1 tell you. Waell, I bored a hole in tlie brandy tub, and pickin' up an empty clam-shell, handed a drink to the lady, and told lii'i" to toto it down. {She swaller'd it ])rotty slick, and tho way sho ftulped afterwards, and stared, and twisted her iishy mouth, Avas a sin to Davy Crockett. Tho marman looked raythor wolfy at me, as if I'd gin her ])iso7i ; so I drawed a, shell-full and swallerod it myself. This kinder cooled him down, and when the marmaid got her tongue tackle in runnin' order agin, she said she guessed tho licker was the juice ol:' hewing, and she'd be darned if she wouldn't have another drink right olf tho reel. Secin' this, the marman swallerod his dose, and no sooner got it down than he squealed right out, and clapped lii^ webby hands together, and wagged his tail like all creation. lie swore it was elegant stulf, and he felt it tickle powerful TRAITS or AMi:illCAN' IIUMOUU. 113 1(1 ip.iil L piicss ()' in;vr- \ o' litb. rlict in ilh liul- wr»atliv, , if tliiit ;\\y lliou ' mtur', 'liilionsV oystcvs, lo'listtM';.. ■tiicn h\'\\ wn a iino :«, or ilio pd in tlio m ^vit]l a an Injiu HIS. iio lit I s*^^" ho HU^';-.;; it, now I iclvin' lip told li^'- tlio Nvay i\cv fisliy I), looked Idrawcd a loled him \\ runnin'_ juice ol. "anotlif!^' Lo soonci* ippcd lii^ 1 creation. lpo^Ycr^ui from llio top of ]\\h head in tlio cond of Ins slnrii-fiii. Artir lakin' two or tlireo liornn tctiM'tlicM', tho hoiimv cried tor a .Irink, and 1 ^'iii liiiu one that .si'iit him \vriL,".!;Iiii' on the nanil like Jin eel in an uneasiness. So th(» nianiian said as the licker was raal ilrst-rate, and first-rater than tliat tew, ho •guessed lu'M ask in his next-door nei|;ld)our and his lady, jest to tasto the j^odscnd. Waell, in a minm't, in eoines a hnr 1:10. AV^hon 1 iold 'oni my yarn abcout tlio marman ])oj)pin' tip Ills liead, and invitin' inc down, and all aboout iindin' the brandy-tub and tlie rest, they swore tliat I'd <;ot drunk on llio parson's lickor, and dreamt it all in ibe boat. But 1 ynoss i know what I did see, iest aboout as f>liok as anvbodv ; and liie cliaplain b'lievod tlie liuU story; and said lliat as I'd b'arnt tbo marmen tlie valley o' lioker, ilioy'd little irritated. " You swear off the account, you infernal rascal ! — you swear oft' the account, do you ? " "All de credit is fair, old Massa," answered Toney. " Yes, but — " said the disappointed Captain, " but — but " J'^' nccos- it, five ;r, five }n, tc'u is cov.- )u b/y ss your de giir- 'cn you le!" s al")oiit iirin' ob before." re f " you ?re 1 )U have else — ihui' de Irock at youni;- of ten )W we'll }S with ascer- not a !— you -but " TRAITS OF AMERICAN HUMOUR. ii: r-lill ibc Captain was sorely puzzled liow to give Toney a faic licks anj/Iiua\ "but — " an idea popped into his head, •' wlteres iivj costs, you incorrigible, abominable scoundrel ? You want to swindle me, do you, out of my costs, you black, dei'citful rascal! And," added Captain Stick, chuckling as ^\ell at his own ingenuity, as the perfect justice of the sentence, "I enter judgiucnt against you for costs — ten i-tripes!" and forthwith administered the stripes and satis- fied the judgment. " Ki nigger!" said Tonev ; "ki nigger! what dis iudg- men' for co.ss, ole T<.Iassa talk 'bout. Done git olf 'bout not blackin' do boot — git oil' 'bout stayin' long time at de mill — ami ebry ting else; but dis judgmeii' f( i coss gim me de deb- l)il ! Bress God, nigger must keep out ob de ole stable, or ni tell you v.liat, A':^\, jiuhjuioi' for coss make e back feel mighty warnij for true ! " XXL THE WAY SILLY HARRIS DROVE THE DRUM-FISH TO MARKET. The afternoon of a still, sultry dav, found us at the Bank- Lead spring, on Chrptico Ba}', Maryland — Billy Harris, old "Blair," and myself. Billy was seated on the head of his canoe, leisurely discussing a \)ono and a slice of bread, tlio remnant of his mid-day's repast on the river; old "Blair" was busily engaged in overliauling and arranging the fish that lie had taken in the cours^ of flic morning : while I, in a state of half-listlessness, half-doziness, was seated on tlie trunk of an uprooted cedar near the spring, vith my head luxuriously reclining against the bank. " "yell, this is about as pooty a fish as I've had the hand- ling ov for some time," remarked old " Blair," holding up and Hurvcj ing with much satislactiou a rock about two feet and a iialf in length. " Smart rock that," said Billy, as he measured the fish wi^h Ivs eye. " "What an clegint team a couple o' dozen o' that size would make ! " "Elegint u'/iaf, Mr Harris?" inqn.ired old "Blair," de- positing the fish under the bushes in the bow of his canoe, and turning round towards Bill v. " AVhy, an elegint team for a man to travel with," replied 118 TRAITS OF A^IEKICAX TIUMOUPt. TjIUv. "Did T never toll you 'bout mv drivIuLr tlic drums i^ tlic! Alcxaudri' uinrket ?" ho iiddel, at tlio same titue CTr-lini; a furtive; i^lanco ill tho diret'tioii ot'tlie spot wIkm'c I was s.-ated. " Well, J'vo hearri a riglit smart of your exploits, IMr IIarri>', in our meetiu'a down hero on the bay," said " IMair," " but L dou't remember ov heariu' you tell about tliat." " The laet is," said J5illy, '' it's a little out o' the usual ruu o' things, aud it's not every one that T care about telling it to. ^)Oluo people are so hard to luake believe, that tliero's no i^atis- faetiou in telling them anything; seeing it's you, thougli, L(nvis, I dou't mind relating that little spree — 'specially as the tide won't serve us up thi; narrows for some time yet, and Mr , there, seems inclined to do a little napping. AVell, to begin at the beginning," ho contiiuied, as old "Blair" as- sumed the attitude of an attentive listener at the head of hi-^ canoe, "it's just seven years ago the tenth day of this here last month, that I went down, to the druunning-ground oil' tli(3 salt-works to try my luck among the thumpers. I know'd the gents were about, for I'd heard 'em drumming the day before while I was out rocking on tho outer eend o' Mills's ; so I gut everytbing ready the over night, and by an hour by sun tho next morning 1 had arrived u])on the ground, ready for action. For the lirst half-hour or so I done nothing. Sometimes au old chanu'ler or a greedy cat would pay his re.spt^cts to my bait in a way that would nuike my heart jump up into my month, and get me kind o' excited like, but that was alk Devil the drum ever condescended to favour me with a nibble. A'ter a while I begun to get tired o' that kind o' sport, and concluded that I'd just np-stake and shove a little nearer in shore. Just as 1 was preparing to pull in my line, though, \. sp'ied a piece o' pine bark 'boe.t twenty yards ofl", floating down towards me. ' jNow,' says I, ' gents, I'll give you until that bit of bark passes my line, to bite in, and if yini don't think proper to do it in that time, you may brealcfast as you can — I'll not play the waiting-boy any longer.' W^ell, th(> piece of bark got riglit olf against my line wuliout my gettiiu; so much as a nibble, and 1 begun wind up ; but I hadn't got more'n a foot or so o' the line outer the water, when I fe!'; something give me a smart tug. At first I thought it nn'ghf: be a crab or an oyster-shell that I'd hooked, out presently my line begun to straighten under a strong, steady pull, and tlicii I know'd what was about. 1 give one sangorous jerk, and tho dance connnenced." "Wiuit was it— a drum?" inquired old " Elair," a lilLb eagerly. Iku lisl Ml I Lima t > istinsj; a .-•ated. Ilnrri:-', 'but t ml nm ig it to. ,0 satis- thoiu^l), ^ as th<; et, ami AVell, lir" as- l of hij lis lioro oH' tho >\v'd tho r botbro 30 I ,ii;ot sun t!io ' action, imcs an ■5 to IP.}' ito my |\vas n!!. nibblo. Di't, ami art'i' ill ougb, I jloatiiiL:; )\i until u don't as voii dl, 'th.' L';ottill:'' n't <^fo!: I Iblfc might ilv WW k1 then !id tho TRAITS OF AMERICAN HUMOUR. 110 " Yes, a drum, and a regular scrouger, at that. I wish you luid only been there, Lewis, to see the fun. Of all tlu; liard ilsh to conquer that ever I took in hand, that chap was the Major. I goi; him alongside at last, thou'^di, and lifted him in. I then run a rope through his gills, and sent him overboard agin, niakin' the two eends of tho lino fast to a staple in tho stern o' the boat, just behind me. " AVell, this put me in first-rate spirits, and out went my line agin in the twinklin' of an eye. Before it had time to touch the bottom, it was jerked through my hand for the mat- ter of a yard or so, and then cum another interestin' little squabble. Just as I got that chap to the top o' the water, 'way went t'other line ! " " My patience ! " exclaimed old " Blair," who had probably never taken a drum in the whole course of his life, " two goin' at once ? " " Yes, two at once." " And did you save 'em both, ]Mr Karris ? " " Save 'em ! " said Billy ; *' did you ever know me to lose a fish arter I'd once struck him ? " " Well, exceptin' that big rock this niornin'," replied " Blair," as a scarcely perceptible smile crept over his ebony visage, " I don't remember as I ever did." " But that, you know, was the fault o' the hook — the beard wasn't quite long enough," said Billy. '' But ti) come back to the drums," he continued, quickly. " In about three hours from the time I staked down 1 had no less than thirtv- nine fine fish fioating at the eend o' my little corner ; so I concluded that I'd just up-stake, and make a-push for the narrows. '• ' But how am I to jret the drums alons:? ' said T to mv- self; 'that's the next question. If I take 'em in the boat, I shall be swamped to a certainty ; and if I uiidertake to tow 'em straight up the river, it's a school o' pilchers to a singlo crocus that I'm run away with.' " A'ter debating the matter for a little while with myself, I concluded that "' ' .1' qi ly la litlk I got into schoal water, and then follow the shore. So I bent over as easy as I coidd, pulled up the slake, and commenced shoving along ; but no sooner did the drums 'iw\ themsc'lv(\s moving through tho water, than tiiey turned tack, and, with a iiirt of their tails, dashed smack otF down, the river, like so many terrified colts." '' Thar, bless the Lord ! " ejaculated old " Blair," suddenly risinj]; from his seat, and then resuminu^ it a^'ain. 120 TRAITS OF AMERICAN nUMOUK. " My first tliouL^ht," continued Billv, " was to cut the rop!\ and lot tlic whole batch of 'ein j^o ; but on turning round tor that purpose, I found that tlie stern of the boat was buried so low in the water, that a little stream was beginnlnj^ to run over tlie top ; so I jist travelled to the other eend of t'^e boat, and tried to bear down. But the thin<; wasn't to bo done so e;isy. T!ie drums had taken the bit between their teeth, and were pulling down with a regular furty-horso power. Seeing no otiier way of saving myself from the crabs, I just got a- stradtlle o' the boat, and worked my way backwards, until I reached the last half inch o' the bow, and there I sot, with my legs dangling in the water, 'till the gents begun to cool down, aiul come to the top. By this time we had got over Cobb Bar, and the drums were looking straight up the Potomac. I never knowed how to account for it, but just then a queer no- tion struck me : " ' 'Spose, now,' said I to myself, * I was to take these chaps in hand, and drive 'em to Alexandri' ; ,.ouldn't it be some- thing to talk about when I got back ! ' " The thing sorter pleased m(\ and I determined to try it, come what nught of it. So I reached down, and got hold o' my drum-line, and carefully doubled it. I then got down into the boat, and crawled along on mv hands and knees to the other eend o' the corner, Avliere the drums were, and looked over. Finding that they were all moving along qnietly, I tied my line to the two eeuds o' the rope that they were fastened with, and then cut the rope loose from the staple. This made the reins about twenty-five yards long, but I only let out about one-half ov 'em. I was afraid, you see, if I give the gents too much play room, that they might get into tantrums, and give me more trouble. Seeing, arter a while, though, tliat I could manage 'em pretty well, I just wound the line round my left hand, picked up my angel rod for a whip, took my seat in the stern of the boat, and told 'em to travel. And didii't they travel ! I wish you could only have seen me, Lewis. Old Neption, that Mr , there, sometimes tells about, wasn't a circumstance. I had a thundering big red drum in the lead, and nineteen as pretty matches o' black ones following after, as ever a man could wish to look at ; and they all moved along Ro nicely as so many well-broke carriage-horses. It's true, a chap would sometinu^s become a little fractious, like, and sliocr off owards the Ma'yland or Yirginny shore, but I'd just fetch a draw on t'other tack, and give him a slight tou^li with the rod near the back fin, and he'd fall into line agin as beauti- fid as could be. AVell, Lewis, to make a long story short, it c rop'.\ Liul tor I'ied so to run boat, iouc so th, and Sl'c'wil; got a- uutil I rith my [ down, bb Bar, :iac. I eer no- ;o chaps 3 soini;- 1 trv it, hold o' wn into to the loolv'ed , I tied listened made llct out live tlio itrnms, ;h, that round ly seat didn't . Old asn't a |e lead, after, along Itrue, a le, and I'd just li with )eauti- lort, it TRAITS OF ATlIErJCAN HUMOUR. 121 VMS about ten o'clock in the day when I tool; tho gentlemen in hand, and by three hours by the sun that evening I pitch- ed the renia over one o' the posts on tho Alexandri' wharf. A crowd o' people had collected together to see mc land, and an tlio thing ov a man's drivin' ilsh to market seemed to t'ckh^ V'ln, I soon sold out my whole team, at a dollar and a half ii h.'-ad. I at first thou^jjht of holdini:: on to about half a dozen ov 'era to travel home with ; but as I expected they wen^ pretty well tired out, and the wind happened to be fair, I bought me a sail, laid in a su])ply ov eatables, and a jug of tho best old rye that ever tickled a man's throat" (a slight work- ing of old "Blair's" mouth was here perceptible), "and at day-break tho next morning was snoozing it 'd\\a.y nicely uudor my own shingles at home." . " Didn't you see no steam-boat :=!, nor nothin', on your way up, Mv Harris?" inquired old '' Blair." " Oh yes," said Billy. " 'Bout twenty miles this side o' Alexandri' I met the old Columbrla coming down under a full head o' steam. She was crowded with people, and as I passed close along by the wheel-house, and bowed my head to 'em, they all clapped their hands and hollered mightily. I hearn afterwards that the captain, or somebody else, had it all put in the papers, but I can't say from my own knowledge nhcther ii: was so or not. I also overtook two or three brigs, but didn'o stop to talk — ^^just give 'em a nod, and passed on." " jNIy patience ! " exclaimed old '' Blair ;" " well you ?m'KEE IIO:.IESPUX. " AViiEX I lived in Maine," said Uncle Ezra, "I helped to bn^ak up a new piece of groiuul : we got the wood otf in the winter, and early in the spring we begun ploughing on't. It was so consarned rocky that wo had to get forty yoke of oxen to one plough — we did faith — and I held that plough more'u a week ; 1 tliought I should die. It e'en a most killed me, 1 vow. Why, one day I was hold'n, and the plough hit a stump which measured just nine feet and a half through it — hard and sound white oak. The plough split it, and I was going straiglit through the stump when I happened to think it might snap together a.;ain, so I threw my feet out, and had no sooner done this, than it snapped together, taking a smart hold of the seat of my pantaloons. Of course I was tight, but 1 held on to the plough-handles, and though the teamsters did all they could, that team of eighty oxen could not tear my pantaloons, nor cause me to let go my grip. At last though, after letting the cattle breathe, they gave another strong pull all together, and the old stump came out about the quickest ; it had monstrous long roots, too, let me tell you. My wife miuh' the cloth for them pantaloons, and I liavn't worn any other kind since." it mail ised t!io .iinod T, pou old i)Out old 'notlicr, the ])('0- ler place minutea 3 among THAITS OF AMi:i7I('AN IITMorn. 12') (T dped to in the n't. It of oxen moro'u a 3d me, 1 h liit a I ugh it — id I Nvas think it d had no a i>inai't ;ht, but sters did tear my though, ong pull ;kest; it ife mad'^ \r other 1^^ Tho rnly reply mailo to this wn?, " I phoiild have thought it would have eo.ne hard u[K»n your suspender.s." " Powerful hard." :xxirT. THE TNDr.F.vTifiAr.rF, i5i: vn-iirxTrR. !>' m}' round of praetieo, I occasionally meet with m(Mi wh.osi^ peeuliaritiea stamp them as belonging to a class com- posed oidy of themselves. So dilU'rent are they in appearance, liabits, taste, fnau the majority of mankind, that it is ini[)ossibh^ to clas'^ify them, and you have therefore to s^et them down aa queer birds " (^f a feather," that none resemble siifhciently to associate Avith. I had a patient once who was one of these queer ones ; "lizantic in stature, uneducated, fearless of real danger, yet tinioroua aa a child of superstitious perils, born ]It(>ral)y in the woods, never having been in a city in his life, and his idea of cue being that it was a ])laee where jieoplo met together to make whiskey, and form plans lor swindling country folks. To view him at one time you would think him only a Avhiskey- drinking, bear-fat-loying mortal ; at other moments he would give yent to ideas, proving that beiu^atli his rough exterior there ran a fiery current of InLrh enthusiastic ambition. It is a fayourite theory of nn'ne, and one that I am fond of consoling myself with, for my own insignificance, that there i.s no man born who is not capable of attaining distinction, and no occupation that does not contain a path leading to fame. To bide our time is all that is necessary. I had expresscnl this view in the hearing of Mik-hoo-tah, for so was the object of this sketch called, and it seemed to chime in with his feeling's exactly. Eorn in the woods, and losing his parents early, ho had tbrgotten his real name, and the bent of his genius in- clining him to the slaying of bears, he had been given, ev(Mi when a youth, the name of Mik-hoo-tah, si^nifviu'': " the irravo ol bears," by his Indian associates and admirers. To glance in and around his cabin, you would haye thought that the place had been selected for ages past by the bear tribe to yield up their spirits in, so numerous were the relics. Little chance, 1 ween, had the cold air to whistle through that 121 TKATTS OF AMi:KirAN ITl'MOrR. luit, so niicl eliief of that vli^'orons band, whose o('cn])ation is ii(>arly ;;()ne — ernslied beneatb tlie iidvaneinij; strides ol' roniaiice-deslrov- iiifi; clvili/at ion. AVhen ]iis horn sonnded — so tradition ran-- llio bears be^'an to draw lots to S(H' wlio should die tliat dav. for paijiCul experience had told them tlie uselessiiess of all endeavourin;j; to es('a]i(\ Th(! " J5ig l^ear of Arkansas " would Dot have f^iven him an hour's extra woric, ov raised a iVcsIi wi'iidxlo on his already eare-eorru'jjated brow. Ihit, 1hoii:;li almost daily indiruiun; his hand.", in tho blood of IJruin, j\lik- lioo-tah had not beeomc an impious or ciMiel-lu^arted num. Sueh was his [jiet}', that he never killed a bear without •;et- tinn; down on his knees — +0 skin it — and praying to he d — ned it' it warn't a buster; and sucdi his softness of h(>;ni, that he often wej)t wlien he, by mistake, had killed a suekliiij; bear — de])riving her poor oirsprin«!j of a mother's eare — and found her too j^oor to be eaten. Ho indefatiii^ablc had he hc- eome in his pursuit, that the bears bid fair to disa])pear fjMm the face of the sv^'amp, and be knoAvn to jiostei'ity only throu^^h the one mentioned in Rcri])ture, that assisted Elislia to punish the imp(>)'tinent children, wdien an accident oc- curred to the hunter, which raised their hopes of not being entirely (exterminated. One day^ IMik hapj^ened to come unfortunately in contact with a stray j;ri/,zly fellow, who, doubtless in the iiulul'.;;ciico ol'an adventurous spirit, had waiulered away from tho Ixui-ky T^Iountains, and formed a league for mutual protection wilh his black and more eifeminalo brethren of the swamp, iiliiv saluted him, as he apj)roached, with an ounce ball in llio forehead, to avenge half a dozen of his best dogs, who lay in fragments around; the bullet flattened ujion his impenetrable skull, merely infuriating the monster, and before Mik could reload, it was npon him. Seizing him by the leg, it bore him to the ground, and ground the limb to atoms. But bet'ore it could attack a more vital part, the knife of the daunt Ic^^.s hunter had cloven its heart and it dropped dead upon tlic lileeding form of its slaj'er, in which condition they were fdiortly found by Mik's comrades. Making a litt er of brandies, they placed Mik upon it, and proceeded with all haste to their camp, sending one of the company by a near cut for 11 ic, temp jiave that, luive As 1 in 111 not good next rarity of th expen gciiioi u belt time j tares. The ci ninny ; Ikis be with fj The pi arms throuff \\ Iiidcs, \]\v skill r. From iblc, juid Ay, 1ic use — tlu! irly f^one -drsli'oy- (Mi ran — liat (l;iy. !SH of all ^^" AVOUI.I I a iVoli t, ni(.ii-h iiiii, Mik- •Icd mail. Iiout ^C't- 1^ to bo of l'i(\irt,. 1 Huckliiif; [•arc — and jid lit' bc- |)oar iVniu i-ily only cmI Eiislia lent 01'- iiot being n contact idu1;.';enco 10 Korl^y lion wiih np. VAk 11 in Ino bo lay in cnetrabic ik could bore liiiii before it launlle^ri ipon the ley ^v('l'C ranches, liasie to cut for TliAITS OF AMEIIICAN IirMOli:. I'J.-i (lie, aiH I was tlio nearest physician. "Wben T reaidied their temporary sheher, I found jMik (h>inij; better tliau L coubl ha\e expected, with the exception of his wouikhmI Iclc, and that, from its crushed and mutihited condition, I saw wonbl have to be amputated ininiediately, of wliich 1 informed 3lik. As I expected, he opposed it vehemently; but 1 convinced him of the impossibility of yavin^ it, assurin<; liim if it were not am])utated he would certainly die, and appealed to his good sense to grant permission, which he did at last. The next dilliculty was to procure amputating ii:struments, tho rarity of surgical operations, and the generally slender pui'so of the "Swamp Doctor," not justifying him in purchasing expensive instruments. A couple of bowie-knives, one in- geniously hacked and tiled into a saw — a tourniquet made of a belt and a piece of stick — a gun-screw convei'ted for the time into a tenaculum — and some buckskin slips for liga- tures, completed my case of instruments for am})utatioii. The city physician may smile at this recital, but 1 assure him many a more dilGcult operation than the amputation of a leg, has been performed by his humble brother in the " swamp," with far more simple means than those I have mentioned. The preparations being completed ]\Iik refused to have his arms bound, and commenced singing a bear-song ; and throughout the whole operation, which was necessarily tedi- ous, he never uttered a groan, or missed a single stave. Tlie next day, I had him conveyed by easy stages to his pre-emp- tion; and tending assuluously^ in the course of a few weeks, he had recovered sufficiently for me to cease attentions, i made him a wooden leg, which answei-ed a good purpose ; and with a sigh of regret for the spoiling of such a good hunter, I struck him from my list of patients. A few months passed over and I heard nothing more of him. IS'ewer, but not brighter, stars were in tlie ascend'int, tilling with their deeds the clanging trump of bear-killing fame, and, but for the quantity of bear-blankets xn the neigh- bouring cabins, and the painful absence of his usual ])rescnt of bear-hams, Mik-hoo-tah bid fair to sutler that fate most terrible in aspiritig ambitionists — forgetfulness during life. It was near sunset when I arrived at home from a long weari- some semi-ride-and-swim through the swamp. Eeceiving a negative to my inquiry whether there were any new calls, I was felicitating myself upon a qui' t night beside my tidy bachelor hearth, undisturbed by » rying children, babbling women, or amorous cats — the usual accompaniments of mar- ried life — when, like a poor henpecked Benedict crying for IL'!) 'IIIAirS or AMKKICAN III'MOUR. j'r;i((i wild) llicrc is no peace, T was iIooiiumI Io disappdlul. iiiciil. Jleariii;; tlio hpla^^li fil'a |)a(MI(' in tlic ])ay()ii riiiiiiiii;^r lici'oic llic (Idur, I liinicd my head towards tlic hank, and r^niw hclicld, lirst the lail >\) oi' n lianU IicinLj ;j;aiii('(l, a rull-propoi-t inncd i'orni clad in the ^Mi'incnls wliitdi, belter llian any pciiilcd Jaliel, wrole liini down I'al'tsnian, 1 rapper, liear-Iiunter. lie was a niesHeni. to COllll' , 1 \\Vi\\)- i^iic, \\;is strlkliii,' n, ncai'ly h iv|j;i!nl tliiit cir- i ])ii(I(llt'- ftlio Inr- 4 iiotliiiii,' lini out y iiuH^- \('U ii;i; ako liiiii clcly ilu- Avas loo t iiiysclt' ivliicli, to f ready task. apijcar- rc liii,!j;c y to the feat HITS •emaiiu'd the Hint li I) I liavc icd to a Ithcr tlio old bellows lias lost any (d' its I'ori'o!" ami li'>|)i)iiii^ id tli(» diior, \vlii(di he tlircw wide open, Iio ^avc a deatli-liui; rally to his do';:<, ill suidi a 1(»U(1 and piciNMiii; tdtic, that I iiiiai^iiicd :i stcaiii-wliistlo was beiii;^ (lis(diar;j;(Ml in my car, ami for sescral iiioiiK'iitH could lirai' iiolliiii'^ (llstinctly. "That vsill do! Hto])!" I yelled' as I saw ^1 ik drawlii-^' ill liis breath |)re|)aiMt(H'y lo another cdl'ort »)!' liis voral t^treii'^th ; " I am satislied yoiihave not ^nd eonsnmpt ion ; but what has wuwled you st), Mik? {Surely you ain't in h.vey" " Fiovo ! ])o(di ! you don't sn|)j)ose, Doe, even if 1 was'tar- luined to make a eussed fool ol' myself, that llu're is any ,i,'al ill the swamp ihat could stand that hll;^^ do you 'r " and «';d(diin!j; up a huj;e bull-ddi;, who lay basking himself by llie lire, he <^n\v liim siudi a squee/e that the animal ytdle(l with jiaiii, and for a lew moments appiared dead. "No, Doc, it's ^rief, puro sorrur, sorrur. Doe! wlien 1 lo(diH at wliat 1 is now and uliat 1 used to be! Jes think, ])oc, of the fust liiiiiter in the swamp havlii;.,' his s[)ort spilte, like bar-meat in Miiiimer without salt ! Jes think of a man standin' up one (lay and blessintij old jNFaster for liavini; put bar in creation, ami the next cussing hi^h lieaven and low h — 11 'cause he couldn't 'sist ill puttin' them out ! Warn't it eiuuii^h to h!'iii;j; tears in the eyes of an Injun tater, nuudi less take the fat oil' a bar-liunter? Doc, I fell otf like 'simmoiis arter J'rost, and folk.s as doubted me, nei'dn't had asked whether 1 war 'ceitful or not, for they eould have seed plum threw me! The l)ar and painter ^ot so saucy that tliey'd cum to the t'otlier side of tlie bayou and sec uhich eould talk the im])udentest ! "'Don't you want some bar-meat or jjainter blanket':'' they'd ask; 'bars is monstrous fat, and painter's hide is mighty Avarm ! ' " Oh ! Doe, I was a miserable man ! Q'lie sky warn't blue* for me, tlie sun war always cloudy, and tlie shade-trees ^in no shade for me. Even the doSwallowH sleep all winter in the holler of some old rotten sycamore, and I'll tell you how 1 come to find it out. I war out airly in the s]UMnp^ with my vifle on the banks of the Tennessee, making up my oj)ini(ni about malters and things in general, when all of a sudden 1 heard a chi}) of thunder, and that sot me a thinking. " Xoav," se/, I, "if I Avar to go home and tell of that, the boys would think me a liar, if they didn't dare to call me so; for who ever heard of such a thing as thunder under a clear sky of a briglit s])riiig day!" j!\nd with that I looked uj), and agin 1 heerd the thiiiidcr, but it war not thunder anyhow I could lix it ; for a hull swarm of swallors came bodily out of an old hollow syca- more, and it war the noise they made with the Happing of their wings. Xow 1 thought to myself that them ar little varmints war doing some mischief in the tree, and that it war my duty to see into it; for you see just then 1 I'clt hugeously grandiier- ous; for the nabors liad made me a .lust us Pease. 8o I cut down a saplin' with iny knife, and set it agin the tree, and dim' up like a squirrel; for you know a sycamore has a smooth bark. As I war bending over the edge of the lioUer to look down, the sajiplin' broke under me, and trying to catch at something 1 lost my balance, and fell down into the tree head-foremost. AVhen J got 1o the bottom 1 found my- self a little the nastiest critter ever you saw, on account of the swallows' dung, and how to get out I didn't know; for the hole war deep, and when I looked up 1 could see the stars out of the top. Presently I put my hand into something as soft as a feather-bed, and I heerd an awful growling. But it war only an old bar I woke out of his winter nap, and 1 out butcher to see which war the ho.it man. Put the kritter war 13G TRAITS OF AMEJilCAN IIUMOUI!. dean nmnzod, and Hconicd to lilvO my room bctior than my company, and made a bolt to get out of the scrape most cow- ardly. " JFollo, Ktrani2:or ! " hcz I ; " wo don't part company witli- out having a fair sliake for a fite ; " and so, Having your pre- sence, 1 clcndicd hold both his post critics. But finding the hair Avar like to give way, I got hold of his stump of a tnil with my teeth, and then I liad hiui fast enough. But si ill he kept on clinring up the holler, and I begun to sorter like the idee; for you know lie couldn't get up without pulling me up arter him. So when he begun to get tired, I quick- ened his |)ace with an awful fundamental poke with my butcher, jest by way of a genlle hint. Bel'orc long we got to the top of thii tree, and then I got to the ground quicker tliun he did, seeing he come down tale foremust, I got iiiy shooting iron to he ready for him. ]]i.t he kinder seemed to got ciiough of my coni])any, and went oif squeeling as if s n"'- thing ailed hh liinder parts, which .1 thougl.t a kind of cu- rious ; for I've no opinion of a fellow that will take a kick, much less such usage as 1 give him. However, I let him go, for it would be onmanly to b i onthankful for the sarvis ho done me, and for all 1 know he's alive yet. And it war no: the only thing 1 had to tlnink him for, I had a touch of the toothache before, and the bite I got at his tall cu/ed me en- tirely. I've never had it since, and 1 can recommend it to ali people that has the toothache to chew two inches of a hears tail. It's a sartin cure. Thar ar a wicked sight of vartuo in bear's grease, as I know by my own experience. XXVII. A PRETTY PREDICA:*iENT AVhen T was a big boy, that had jist begun to go a galling, I got astray in the Avoods one arternoon ; and being Avandcr- ing about a good deel, and got pretty consiaerable soaked ly a grist of rain, I sot down on to a stump, r.nd begun to aatIh^' out my leggiji's, aiid shalve i/he drops olt" of my raccoon cap. AVhilst I Avas on the stump, I got kiu'l of sleepy, and sc laid my hea(' back in the croich of a young tree that growcl behind me, and shot up my eyes. 1 had laid out of doors iVi* many a night before, Aviiii a sky blanket over mc — so I got to ■: ;r^, mn inv ist cow - ly "svilli- ur pri- t* a tail tut still tjr likf pulliiiL-; '. quiok- itli my o got to quicker fTot inv cnicd 1o if t- mc- (1 of cii- a kick, ; liiui thouHan' dolls, per nnn., Jsiiie thonsan' more fer outKt, An' me to recommend a man The placo 'ould jest about fit. I dii believe in special ways O' pray in' an' convartin' ; T]h» l)read comes back in many days, An' buttered, tu, fer sartin ; — I mean in ])reyin' till one busts On wui the party chooses, Aji' in convartni' public trusts To \cvy privit uses. I du believe hard coin the stuff Y(iv 'lectioneers to spout on ; The people's oilers soft enough To make hard money out on ; Dear Uncle !Sam pervides fer his, An' gives a good-sized junk to all, — I don't care Jioiv hard money is, Ez long ez mine's paid punctooal. I du believe with all my soul In the gret Press's freedom, To pint the people to the goal An' in the traces lead 'em ; Palsied the arm thet forges yokes At my fat contracts squintin', An' withered be the nose thet pokes Inter the gov'ment printin' ! I du believe thet I should give Wut's his'n unto Ca?sar, Per it's by him I move an' live, Prum him my bread an' cheese air ; TIUITS OF AMKUICAN IIIIMOUU, I (hi bcliovo thot all o' mo Doth h(»iir his Houperscriptidn, — "Will, I'onsi-ienco, honour, honesty, An' things o' thet desiription. I (111 believe in prayer an' praise To hini thet he/- the tyrant in' O' jobs, — in everythin' thet ])ayH, But most ot'all in Cantin' ; Tliis doth my cup with niarcios till, This lays all thou (-1^ illy Fer it's a thing thet I perceive To hev a solid vally j 112 TRAITS OF AMERICAN HUMOUR. Tliis lioth my faithful leader ben, To browsinc; .ssveet hctli lod mc, An' thi^i '11 keep the people green To feed cz they hev fed mc. XXIX. JOSH beanpole's courtship. " Mother ! " exclaimed Jo.sh Beanpole, " Mother, I say. I feel all ovcx" in a twitleration like. Huh ! huh ! "VVho'cl have thought it ? " "What ails yo. Josh?" asked the old woman, stoppi,,' lier spinning-wheel at this exclamation. " AVhat bug has bit you now ? " " Can't tell," said Josh, in a drooping, dolorous tone, and hanging his head as if he had been caught stealing a sheep. "Can't tellr" said Mrs Beanpole, turning quite round, and giving Josh a wondering stare. " Can't tell? what docs the critter mear ^ " ""Who'd ha' thought it ? " repeated Josh, fumbling in his jjockets, t kvisting round his head and rolling up his eyes in a fashion most immensely sheepish. — " Hannah Downer jj courted ! " Here Josh shuffled himself awkwardly into the settle in the chimney corner, and sunk upon one side, fixi.ig his eyes Avith a most ludicro-dismal s(|uint upon the lower extremity of a pot-hook that hung at the end of the crane. "Courted!" c.vclaimed Mrs Beanpole, not exactly coni- ];rc'hending the state of h'^r son's intellectuals. " Well— what's all thr»" when it's fried? " " Arter sr many pails of water as I've pumped for her." said Josh in a dismal whine,—" for to go for to let herself to be courted by another feller ! " " Here's a to-do ! " ejaculated the old woma^i, "It's tarnation all over!" said Josh, beginning a bohUr lone as he found his mother coming to an underst".nding td' the matter. "It makes me crawl all over to think oii't. Didn't I wait on her three times to singing school ? Hadn't I e'en a most made up my mind to break the ice, and tell her I shouldn't wonder if I had a sneakin' notion arter some- body's Hannah ? I should ha' been reg'lar .courting in Icsd (. < TRAITS OF AMERICAN HUMOUR. 1!:] r, I sav. I ! Wliu'u ig has bit tone, and a shec]). te rouiul, rvliat docs in Of ill his s eyes in Downers settle in liis eyes extremity ctly eom- ' Well- for her," lerself U) a bolder vnding c'' ink on'l. Hadn't d tell her er smno- liT iu Icsd than a month —and Feet Spinbutton has cut me out — as sliidv as a whistle!" " Pcet ISpinbutton ! " said the old woman, '"well, I want to know ! " " Darn his eyes ! " exclaimed Josh. " Peet Spinbutton ! " repeated Mrs Beanpole ; *' what, th(^ ensign of the Dogtown Blues ? that great lummokin' feller ! " "Darn him to darnation! " exclaimed Josh, catching hold of the toast-iron as if he meant to lay about him, " to cut iu afore me in that ere sort o' way ! " j\[r8 Beanpole caught Josh by the arm, exclaiming, " Josh ! Joshy ! Joshy ! what are you about ? Peet Spin- button ? I don't believe it." "What!" said Josh, "didn't I hear with my own ear^;, last niixht that ever was, Zeb Shute tell me all about it? " " Zeb Sliute ! well, what did Zeb Shute say? " " Why, says he to me, " ' Josh,' says he, ' what do you think ? ' says ho. " ' I don't know, no n't I,' says I. " * Toll you what,' says he, 'that 'ere IFaniiah Downer — ' '"AVhat of Hannah Downer?' says 1, fur I begun to crawl all over. " ' Tell ye what,' says he ; ' she's a whole team.' '■ 'Ah,' says I, ' she's a whole team, and a horse to let.' '"Tell ye what,' says he, 'guess somebody has a sneakin' notion that wav.' " ' Shouldn't wondci',' says I, feelin' all over in a flustni- tion, thinkin' he meant me. " ' Tell ye what,' says he, ' guess Pcet Spinbutton and she's pretty thick together.' '"How you talk!' says I. " ' Pact,' savs he. "'Well, I never!' savs I. " ' Tell ye what,' says'he. No, that's all he said." " Pooh ! " said the old woman, " it's all wind, Joshy ; it';; nothing but Zeb Shuto's nonsense." "Do you think so ? " exclaimed Josh, with a stare of un- conmion animation, and his mouth wide o])en. "No doubt on't, Joshy, my boy," replied she, "for Peggy Downer was here ye-sterday forenoon, to borrow a cup of starch, and she never mentioned the leastest word about it mider the light of the livin' sun." "H'l was only sure of that ! " said Josh, laying down tlio toast-iron and sticking: his knuckles into his ri'dit eve. " Joshy, my boy," said the old woman, " 1 Jon't believe 114 TRAITS OF AMERICAN HUMOUR. ITannah Downer ever gin Peet Spinbutton the leastest en- coiirauit, and go to see Hannah this blessed night." " Eh ! " exclaimed Josh, starting from his elbows at tiio astounding boldness of the suggestion, and gaziiig straight up the chimney. " Do you think she'd let me ? " " Nothin' like tryin', Joshy ; must be a first time. Be- sides, the old folks are going to lecture, Hannah'll be all iilone — hey ! Joshy, my boy ! Nothin' like tryin'." " Eh ! eh ! " said Josh, screwing himself all up in a heap and staring most desperately at the lower button of his own waistcoat — for the thoughts of actually going a courtinj^ came over him in a most alarming fashion ; " would ve though, mother ? Hannah's a nice gal, but somehow or other I feel i)laguy queer about it." " Oh, that's quite naiteral, Joshy ; when you once get a goin' it be nothin' at all." " Higgle, giggle, giggle," said Josh, making a silly, sput- tering kind of laugh, " that's the very thing I'm afraid of, that 'ere gettin' a goin'. Hannah Downer is apt to be tarna- tion smart sometimes ; and I've hearn tell that courtin' is the hardest thing in the world to begin, though it goes on so slick arterwards." "Nonsense, Josh, you silly dough-head; it's only saying two words, and it all goes as straight as a turnpike." " By the hokey ! " said Josh, rolling up his eyes and giving a punch with his fist in the air, " I've an all- fired mind to try it though ! " .losh and his mother held a much longer colloquy upon the matter, the result of which was such an augmentation of his courage for the undertaking, that the courtship was ab- solutely decided upon; and just ifter dark, Josh gave lii^ tace a sound scrubbing wdth soapsuds, drew forth his Sunday pantaloons, which were of the brightest cow-colour, and attcr a good deal of labour, succeeded in getting into them, his Ici^s being somewhat of the longest, and the pantaloons as tigiit as a glove, so that on seeing him fairly incased, it was sou.c- what of a puzzle to guess how he could ever get out of tlicin. A TRAITS OF AMERICAN HUMOUR. 11. est en- i knees, kViiNvard liratiou e, in a in' suit, , at tlie straight le. Be- 1 be all I a "heap his own courtiiij:; tTould ye leliow or ce get a lly, spiit- fraid of, 16 tarna- in' is the les on so [y saying jyes and L-ed mind |uy upon^ Itatioii of was nh- gave lii^ Sunday lind after liis lei;s as tii^^lit IS son.e- ot' tliem. A flnmin^ red "waistcoat, and a p;rcy coat -witli broad pewter buttons, set off his fiirure to the o:reatest advaiitai^e, to say notliinij; of a pair of bran new cow-hide shoes. Tiieu rubhiniTj his louijf hair with a tallow candle, and spriiihlin'j; a handful of Indian meal by way of powder, he twisted it behind witii a leather strini]^ into a formidable '■]ueiie, whicdi he drew so tight that it was with the greatest dilliculry he could shut his eyes; but this gave him but little concern, as he was de- termined to be wide awake thnnigh the whole ail'air. Being all equipt, he mounted Old Blueberr3^ and set otV at an easy trot, which very soon fell into a walk, for the rearer Josh ^ a|)]).' ached the dwelling of his Dulcinea, the more the thought of his gi-eat undertaking overpowered him. .losh rode four times ronnd the houso before he fnind coui'age to aligbt; at length he made a desperate ell'ort and pulled up under the lee side of the barn, where be dis- mounted, tied his horse, and approached the house with fear iiiid trembling. At two rods distance he slopped short. There was a dead silence, and he stood in awfid irresolution. All at once a terrible voice, close at hand, caused him to start with great trepidation: — it was nothing but a couple of tur- keys who had set up a gobbling from their roost on the top of the barn. Josh looked up, and beheld, by the light of the moon, the old turkey cosily perched by the side of his nuite; the sight was overpowering. "Ah! happy, happy turkey ! " he mentally ex(daimed, and ttirned about to proceed uj) the yard, but the next moment felt a violent cut across tlic broadest part of his nose. He started baek again, but dis- covered it to be only a clothes-line which he had run against. — "The course of true love never did run smooth." ][c went fearfully on, thinking of the connubial felicities of the turkey tribe, and the perils of clothes-lines, till he found himself at the door, where he stood fifteen minutes undeter- mined what to do ; and if he had not bethought himself of the ])recaution of peeping in at the window, it is doubtful whether he would have mustered the courage to enter. ]kit peep he did, and spied Hannah all alone at her knitting- work. This sight emboldened him, and he bolted in without knocking. AVhat precise sort of compliments Josh made use of in introducing himself, never could he discovered, for Josh laboured under such a confusion of the brain at tlie time, that he lost all recollection of what ]iassed till he found him- self seated in a tlag-bottomed chair with a most uncomfort- 10 IIG TRAITS OF AMERICAN HUMOUR. al)ly (loop liollow in it. lie lookod up, and aoiunlly snw nnnnali witting in the cliimuey corner knitting a pepper-anJ- ^alt stocking. " Quite industrious to-night," said .Tosh. " Don't know that," replied Hannah. "Sure on't," returned Josh. "Guess nov.' you've knit from four to six pearl at the lowest calculation." " Shouldn't Avonder," replied Hannah. " Tarnation ! " said Josh, pretending to be struck with nd- miration at the exploit, though he knew it was uotliing lu boast of " How's your mother, Josh ? " asked Hannah. " Pretty considerable smart, Hannah ; how's your mo- ther?" " So, so," replied Hannah ; and here the conversation came to a stand. Josli fumbled in his pockets and stuck his legs out till they reached nearly across the room, in hopes to think of something more to say ; but in vain. He then scratched his head, but there appeared to be nothing in it. " Is't possible," thought he, " that I'm actually liere a courting? " He could harrlly believe it, and began to feel very awk- ward. " I swow ! " he exclaimed, opening his eyes as wide as he could. " What's the matter? " asked Hnnnah, a little startled. " Cotch a 'tarnal great musquash this forenoon." (C Ah ! " said Hannah, " how big was it ? " " Big as all out-doors ! " " Lawful heart ! " exclaimed Hannah. Josh now felt a little more at his ease, finding the miis- qunsh helped him on so bravely. He hitched his chnir about seven feet at a single jerk, nearer to Hannnh, and exclaimed, " Tell ye what, Hannah, I'm all creation for catching musquashes." " Well, I Avant to know! " replied Hannah. Josh twisted his eyes into a squint, and gave her a look of melting tenderness. Hannah perceived it, and did not know whether to laugh or be scared ; so, to compromise tlio mntter, she pi'otended to be taken with a fit of coughing;. Josh felt his heart begin to beat, and was fully convinced lie was courting, or something very like it ; but what to do next was the question. " Shall I kiss her ? " thought he. " Xo, no, it's a Jeetle cla TRAITS OF AMERICAN HUMOUR. 147 •-ainl- ! knit ih n li- ng to r mo- [•sation .ut till link of led liis lierc a ^y aAvlc- lo as 1k' rtled. c mns- lr alxnit lain led, lat oiling a look (lid not lise the juglilnomewliat relieved him. " JIannah ! " said he, hitching his chair a yard nearer. "Well, Josh." " Now," Ihought Josh, " I ivin tell I love her." " Hannah," said lu^ again, "I—" He blared so wildly and made such a horrible grimace that Hannah bounced from her chair. " JIannah, 1 say," repealed he; but here again his courages failed him. " What say, Josh?" " 1— J — it's a grand time for turnips," said Josh. " t^g'^^i ! ugh ! ugh ! " " ]\/h ! " returned Hannah, " let alone of my apron-string, you Josh." Josli sat in silence and despair for some time longer, growing more and more nervous every moment. Presently the stick of wood burst out squeaking again in the most dole- iul style imi',ginable : Quiddledy, quiddledy quee-ee-ee-iddlcdij, que, que quiddledi/ quiddledi/ que que que-ee-ee-ee-ee-ee. Josh could not bear it any longer, for he verily believed his skull- bone was splitting. " 1 swaiiiicrs ! " he exclaimed, " this is too bad ! " " What's the matter, Josh? " asked Hannah, in eonsidcr- able alai'm. "ISuthin' ails me," said Josh. "Hear me!" exclaimed Hannah; "shan't I get you a mug of cider ? " "Ho," replied Josh, "for I don't feel as I used to did." Hannah ran down to the cellar and returned with a c[uart mug of cider. Josh put it to his lips and took a heavy pull. It was what the fai-mers call hard cider, and Josh verilv feared his eyes would start out of his head while he was drinking it, but after several desperate gulps he succeeded in draining the mug. Then pulling a blue and while check handkerchief TKAITS OF AMEPJCAN HUMOUi; 1 < f^ 1 i,f Tho (|UC'UO ! hoiid just at ;aii lo l;' IVets 111 tlio woivo hlle de i-aunht lit) ex- L'cr. ^vil(lly d from uln his " U-li ! string, It mip;cr, sciilly t tlolc- Josli skull- iiisidcr- you a aid." a quart •y pull, ieared n iiUinsj; raiiiuiij: :ercliiet' from his poclict, "nc ruhhcd liis face \QYy liard, and loo1" to tlie frosts of the arctic circle, would, in comparison, have ' 'U delig",tfnl. The pigs' tails no longer waved in graceful siLat- sities ; while the tail of each night-roving, hectoring bidl-dog ceased flaunting toward the clouds, a banner of wrath and de- fiance to ])unier creatures, aiul hung down drooping and deject- ed, an emblem of a heart little disposed to quarrel and otlence. The ornamentals of tlio brute creation being thus below par, it was not surprising that men, with cares on their shoulders and nggedness in their trousers, should likewise be more me- lancholy than on occasions of a brighter character. Every one at all subject to the " skyey influence.-i," who has had trouble enough to tear his clothes, and to teach him that the staple of this numdane existence is not exclusively made up of fun, has felt that philosophy is but a barometrical all'air, and that he who is proof against sorrow when the air is clear and bracing, may be a Vi^ry miserable wretch, with no greater cause, when the wind sits in another quarter. Peter Brush is a man of this susceptible class. His nervous system is of the most delicate organization, and responds to the changes of the weather, as an iLlolian harp sings to the litful swellings of the breeze. Peter was abroad on the night of which we speak ; eitlier because, unhke the younger Brutus, lie had no Portia near to tell him that such exposure Avas" not physical," and that it was the part of prudence to go to bed, or that, although aware of the 153 TRAITS OF A?»n:KirAX TTI'MOT'R. (1;iiii:;rrs of iiii;»siii;i In anian of his const il iit ion, lio did not linp- ])('!! ill tli;it pivciisi' iMoincnt to l\Jivo aceoss to iMther liouso orbed ; in lus opinion, two csticntial ])re-r('(}iiiHites to couclun^ liiiiiscli', ns lio iv;j;:irdi'(l 1al:ited ujxm the curb, with liis feet across the gutter, ho jdaced his elbow on a stepping-stone, and like .Tuliet on the bal- cony, leaned his head u[)t)n his haiul — a hand that would perhajis liavi! been the better of a covering, though none would have been rash enough to volunteer to be a glove upon it. He was in a dilapidated condition — out at elbows, out atkneef»,out of pocket, out of odlce, out of spirits, and out in the street — a!i " out and outer" in every respect, and as c/yZ/y' a mortal as ever the eye of man did rest npon. For sonui time, JNIr Brush's refleetions had been silent. Fol- lowing Hamlet's advice, he " gave them an nnd(^rstanding, but no tongue ;" and he relieved himscdf at intervals by spitting forlornly into tlu^ kennel. At length, suflering his locked hands to fall between his knees, and heaving a deep sigh, he spoke: " A long time ago, my ma used to put on her specs and say, * Peter, my son, put not your trust in princes ; ' and from that day to this I haven't done anything of the kind, becanse none on 'em ever wanted to borry nothing of me : and I never sec a prince or a king, but (me or two, and they had boon rotated out of olllce, to borry nothing of them. Princes ! pooh! Put not yonr trust in politicianers — them's my sentiments. You might jist as well try to hold an eel by the tail. I don't care which side they're on, for I've tried both, and I know. Put not your trust in politicianers, or yju'll get a hyst. " Ten years ago it came into my head that things weren't going on right; so I pretty nearly gave myself up tee-totally to the good of the republic, and left the shop to look out for it- self. I was brimfull of patriotism, and so uneasy in my mind for the salivation of freedom, I couldn't work. I tried to guess which side was going to win, and I stuck to it like wax ; some- times I wasa-one side, sometimes I was a-tother, and sometimes I straddled till the election was over, and came up jist in tinu^ to jine the hurrah. It was good I was after; and what good coidd I do if I wasn't on the 'lected side ? But, after all, it was never a bit of use. "Whenever the battle was over, no matter ■)t Im;)- orbcil ; limscir, ; liUcly ' clilfMTI- f oilier ?< ill llui lit, or a :tor, lio the bal- perhaps ,ve bocii as ill a pocket, )ut and le eye of :. Pol- iiic^, but spittiiiLi; (I bands poke : ind say, ^m that 3e none iv sec a I ted out ^ut not mi<;ht which ut not weren't ally to for it- y mind gues3 sonie- letinies ill tim(^ it good it \\a.A inattcr TKAITS OF AMHIIICAN lUJMOUK. lo,J what side was sbariu'j: out the loaves and the fishes, and T step- jied up, I'll be hanged if they didn't cram all tliey could iuio tiieir own nu)utlis, put their arms over some, and grab at all Iho rest with tlu'ir i)aws, and say, ' (jIo away, white man, you ain't {•a[)able.' Capable! what's the reason J. ain't capable ? I've got as extensive a throat as any of 'em, and I could swallow the loaves and fishes without choking, if each loaf was as big as a grinilstone and each fish as big as a aturgeon. dive Pi'ler a chance, and leave him alone for that. Then, atioiher tinio when 1 called — 'I want some spijils,' says I ; 'a small bueket- fiill of spoils. Whichever side gets in, shares the spoils, don't they ? ' So they first grinned, and then they ups and tells me that virtue like mine was its own reward, and that si)oils might spoil nie. J5ut it was iio spoils that spoilt me, and no loaf and fish that starved me — I'm spoilt because I couldn't get either. Put not your trust in politiciaiiers — I say It agin. Both sides used mejist alike. *' Here I've been serving my country, more or less, these tea years, like a patriot — going to town meetings, hurraing my day- lights out, and getting as blue as blazes — blocking the windows, getting licked fifty times, and having more black eyes and bloody noses than you could shake a stick at, all for the eonunou good, and for the purity of our illegal rights — and all for what ? Why for nix. If any good has come of it, tlu; country has put it into her own pocket, and swindled me out of my arnings. I can't get no olUce! Kepublics is ungrateful ! It wasn't reward I was after. I scorns the base insiiiivation. I only wanted to Ijo took care of, and have nothing to do but to take (Mire of the public, and I've only got half — nothing to do ! Being took care of was the main thing. Kepublics is ungrateful ; I'm swagger- ed if they ain't. Tliis is the way old sojers is served." Peter, having thus unpacked his o'erlVaught heart, heaved a si2;h or two, as every one does after a recapitulation of their own injuries, and remained for a few minutes wrapped in abstraction. " Well, well," said he, mournfully, swaying his heael to and fro after the sagacious fashion of Lord Burleigh, " live and learn — live and learn — the world's not wdiat a man takes it for beforo he finds it out. AVhiskers grow a good deal sooner than experi- ence — genus and patriotism ain't got no chance — heigh-ho ! — But anyhow, a man might as well be under kiver as out in tiie open air in sich weather as this. It's as cheap laying down ai it is settin' up, and there's not so much wear and tear about it." With a groan, a yawn, and a sigh, Peter Brush slowly arose, and stretching himself like a drowsy lion, he walked to- wards the steps of a neighbouring house. Having reached the loh TKAITS or AMKIIK'AN lirMOUR. 1o|) of till" fll;;lit, lie iiinif'd ahotit nnd looked round witli a scni- litii/iii;; ^laiico, ])((.'riii;;' bolli up and down tliu htrccl, to ascrr- lain tlial none ol' ihc Iicrcdiiaiy cncinics of tlio IJru.sIu's wvvi' in the vicinity, licini; Katistit'd on tliat wcore, lio nrcparcd to rnjoy all the condort that his peculiar situation could coniniand. Accorilin^' to tlii' modern sysieni of uarl'are, ho carried no htiL,'- ^'a,L;(' to encnmhcr his motions, and was always ready to bivoiiiur without troid»li.'.'«onie j)reliiuinaries. He tlur. tore phiced liim- f^rlf on till' up[)er step, ho that he was just within the doorway, his head reclininj; a'^ainst one side of it, and hhs i'eet bracrd against the otln'i', bloekadin\]iisllinj^ for Ids caniiiu fa\ourite, took out liis nigbt-key, ami walked up tbc steps. The do;;, boundiii;; btdore bis master, smldeiily slopped, and after attentively regarding tbe recumbent JJrusb, uttered a t-uarp rapid bark. Tbe ra[)idity of mental oj)erations is sui-b that it freiiueiitly happens, if sleep be disturbed by external sounds, that tbe noisu is instantly eaugbt up by the ear, and im-orporaled w itb tbe .subject of the dream — or perhaps a dream is iiistanti-ously formed upon tbe nucleus sugge^ied by tlu' vibration of the Ivmpannm. Tbe bark of tluilog iiad one of these ellects upon Mr. Brush. '■ !)0\v! wow! waugb ! " !lf cd iiKiivKiiiai MS ycHi ;ippo:ir to ne siiouid Jiiid lumseit iii ims ooiiditioii ? You've had a little too much of the stimulanlibiio, I fear." " I don't IvHow Greek, hut T f^iicsa what you moan, " was the answer. " It's owini; to the weather — part to tlie weather, aiul part hecause repubhes is ungrateful ; tliat's eonsiderable tliu hi2;gest part. Either part is excuse enougli, and both together makes it a credit. AV^hen it's sucii weather as this, it takes tht; ek'cterizing fluid out of you ; and if you want to feel somethiiii; like ; do you know wliat ' something like ' is ? it's cat-bird, jtim up ; if you want to feel 8o. you must poiu* a little of the elec- terizing fluid into you. In this kind of weatiier you must tune yourself up, and get iosiuned, or you ain't good for much, tiiucil u'- to concert pitch. But all tliat's a trifle ; put not your trust in politicianers." "And why not, iNFr llosuni ? " " AVhy not! Help us up — there — steady she goes — hold on ! Wliy not? — look at me, and you'll see tlie why as larjo as life. I'm the why you mustn't put your trust in politician- ers. I'm a rig'lar patriot — look at my coat. I'm all for the pub- lic good — twig the holes in my trousers. I'm steady in iiiv course, and I'm upright in my conduct — don't let me fall down. I've tried all j)arties, year in and year out, just by way of mak- ing myself popular aiul agreeable ; and I've tried to be on bolh sides at once, " roared Brush, with great emphasis, as he slipped and feil, " and this is the end of it ! " His auditor laughed heartily at this striking illustration (^f the political course of Peter Brush, and seemed quite gratified with so strong a proof of the danger of endeavouring to bo ou tv\'o sides at once. Jle fherefore assisted the fallen to rise. " Are you hurt ?" " Xo, I'm used to being knocked about — the steps and tlie pavement are no worse than other people — they're like ])oIiti- cianers — you can't put any trust in 'em. But," continued Brusli, drawing a roll of crumpled paper from the crown of his still more crumpled hat, " sc e here now, you're a clever fellow, and I'll get you to sign my reconnnendation. Here's a splendid cha- racter for me all ready wrote d<3wn, so it won't give you any trouble, only to put your name to it." " But what of ice doe;; it recommend you for r what kind of recommendation is it ?" " It's a circulai r'^ommend — a slap at anything that's going.'' '' firing iiito iho flock, I suppose ! " TKAITS OF A^IEPJCAX IIL'MOUR. i: J/ blic-spiri'j. C'lt* ill 111 is nulaniihu-;, , " was tlio nithor, and erable tlie h together t takes l!h! somethiii'j; t-bird, juiii )f tlie elec- nuist tune inch, tuiii'il your triusb goes hold hy as ]ai'-;c politieiaii- br the pub- ady iiL my i, fall down. ay of niak- be on bi)th he slipped striitioii &i te gratilicd g to be. uu to rise. ps and tlie like ])oliti- ued Brush, of his still fellow, and endid elui- 3 you any what kind li.ng that's *• That's it exactly, good character, fit fijr any fat post eithor under the city government, the state goverinneiit, orthegineral government. Xow jist put your list to it, "added Peter, in his most j^ersuasive toin'S, as he smoothed the paper over his knee, t;pread it u[)on the step, and jjrodueed a bit of h.'atl pencil, which he lirst moistened with his lips, and then olVered to his inter- locutor. '• E.vcuse me," was the langliing response ; " it's too daidc, I can't see either to read or write. ])Ut what made you a [)oli- ticianer ? Haven't you. got a trade."' " Trade ! yes," replioil Drusii, contemptuously ; •' but what's a trade, when a feller's got a soul I i love my country, ami I want an ofilce — I don't care what, so it's I'at and easy. l"ve a goiius for governing — for telling [)eople what to do, ami looknig at 'em do it. I want to take care of my country, and 1 wanl jiiv country to take care of nu\ Head work is the trade I'm made for — talking — that's my line — ialknig ni the streets, talk- ing in the bar rooms, talking in the oyster cellars. Talking is the grease for the waggon wheels of the body j)(ditie and the body corpulent, and nothing will go on well till J've got my say in the matter ; for I can tallv all day, and most of the night, only sto[)ping to ^\et my whistle. J^ut ])arties is all alike — all ungrateful ; no resjiect for genus — no respect for me. I've tried both sides, got nothing, and J've a great mind to knock oif and call it half a day. I would, if my genus didn't make r,ie talk, and think, and sleep so nnudi I can't lind time to work." '• Well," said the stranger, "younnist lind time to go away. You're too noisy. How -woidd yo\i. like to go before ihe Mayor?" "Xo, I'd rather not. Stop — now I think of it, I've ask- ed him before ; but perhaps if you'd speak a good word, he'd give me the first vacancy. Introduce me properly, and say that I want something to do shocking — no, not sometlung to do — I want something to get ; my genus won't let me work. I'd like to have a fat salary, and to be goneral superintendent of things in general and nothing in ])articular, so I could walk about the streets, and see what is going on. Now, put my best leg foremost — say how I can make speeches, and how I can hurray at elections." " Away with you," said the stranger, as he ran up the steps and opened the door. '' Make no noise in this neighbourhood, or you'll be taken care of soon enough." " Well, now, if that isn't ungratefu'," soliloquized Brush ; *' keep me here talking, and then slap the door right in my face. 15S TRAITS OF AMERICAN HUMOUR. (! 'l That's tlio wny politioifincrs serve me, and it's about all I" right to expect. Oh, pshaw ! sich a world — sich a people ! " Peter rolled up his " circular recommend," put it in his hat, and slowly sauntered away. As he is not yet provided for, In; shouhl rectM'vo the earliest attention of parties, or disappoint- ment may indnce him to abjiudon both, take the field " upon his own hook," and constitute an indept'ndent faction undti' the name of the " Brush party," the cardinal principle of whic'n will be that peculiarly novel impulse to action, hostility to all " puliticianers " who are not on the same side. XXXT. COUSTX SALLY DILLIARD. A LEGAL SKETCIt IN THE " OLD XORTII STATE." Scene : — A Court of Justice in North Carolina. A hcanllc.ss' disciple of Tliemis rises, and thus addresses llic court : " May it please your woi-ships, and you, gentlemen of llic jury, since it has been my fortune (good or bad, I will not savl to exercise myself in legal disquisitions, it has never befallen me to be obliged to prosecute so direfid, marked, and malicious ;i;i assault — a more wilful, violent, dangerous battery — and finallv, a more diabolical breach of the peace, has seldom hap])ene(i i:i a civilized country ; and I dare say it has seldom been your duty to pass upon one so shocking to benevolent feelings, as tins which took place over at Captain liice's, in this county. But you will hear from the witnesses." The witnesses being sworn, two or three were examined .'md deposed. One said that he heard the noise, and did not see the fight; another, that be had seen the rovv, but didn't know wiio struck first ; and a third, that he was very drunk, and couLhi't say much about the skrimmage. Lairijc)' Cliopft. T am sorry, gentlemen, to have occupitnl your time witii the stupidity of the witnesses examined. It arises, geiitlemen, altogether iVoiu nu'sapprehension cm. my part. il:nl 1 known, as I now do, that 1 had a witness in attendance who was well ac(piainted with all the circumstances of the case, ami TRAITS OF AMEKICAX HUMOUR. loO all I'(i \ ople ! " 11 his liat, 3d for, !>i; sappoinl- Id " upf)ii on under ) of \vlucii lit)' to all 'E. la. ?> .resses i\v en 1 of llli' not jiavi 'alien 11, c ic'ions -Ml d finally, )peiie(l iii )een yi)iii' lU's, as this ty- But nil ncd r'lid ot see \\w now wh" I eoaLln't ipied your It arises, art. ll;i'l lanee who ease, au'l ulio wna able to make himself clearly tindorstood hy the court and jury, I should not so lon^ have trespassi-d upon your time and patience. Come forward, Mr Harris, and he sworn. So forward comes the witness, a fat, shuify old man, a "leetle" corned, and took his oath with an air. Chops. Harris, we wish you to tell all ahout the riot that hTp])ened the other day at Captain ]{iee's ; and as a good deal of tniie has already been wasted in circundoeution, we wish you to be compendious, and at the same time as explicit as pos- sible. Harris. Adzackly (f^iving the lawyer a knowing; wink, and at the same time clearinfj; his throat). Captain Kit'(\ lu^ *i;in a treat, and Cousin Sally Dilliard, she came over to t)ur house, and axed me if my wife she moutn't go ? I told Cousin Sally Hil- hard that my wife was poorly being as how she had a touch of the rheumatics in the hip, and the hig swamj) was in the road, ami the big swamp was up. for there had been a heaj) of rain lately ; but howsomever, as it was she. Cousin Sally Dilliard, my wife she mout go. Well, Cousin Sally Dilliard then axed me if jMose he moutn't go? I told Cousin Sally J)illi:u'd that he was the foreman of the crap, and the erap was smartly in the grass ; but howsomever as it was she, Cousin Sally Dilliard, JMose he mout go. Chops. In the name of common sense, ]Mr Harris, what do you mean by this rigmarole? Witness. Captain llice he gin a treat, and Cousin Sally Dil- liard she came over to our house, and axed me if mv wife she moutn't go ? I told Cousin Sally Dilliard — Chops. Stop, Sir, ir jou please ; we tlon't want to hear any- thing about your cousin Sally Dilliard and your wife. Tell us uboui the fight at iiice's. Witness. Well, I will. Sir, if you will let mo. Chaps. AVell, Sir, go on. JFituess. AVell, Sir, Captain Tlice he gin a treat, and Cousin Sally Dilliard she came over to our house, and axed me if my wife she moutn't go — Chops. There it is again. Witness, please to stop. IFitness. AVell, Sir, what do you want ? Chops. We want to know about the light ; and you must nnt ])ro('eed in this impertinent story. Do you know anything about the matter before the court ? Witness. To be sure I do. Chops. AV\'ll, go on and tell it, and nothing else. Witness. AV^ll, Captain Kice he gin a treat — Chops. This is intolerable. May it please the court, T move IGO TT7ATT.S OF AMKKTCAX HUMOUR. Ihat lliis witiu'ss Ijo cnniinlttod for a contempt ; lie seems to bo irilliii;^ with tliis court. Court. AVitneas, you are now before a court of justice, and unless 30U behave yourself in a more becoming maimer, \oii ■will be sent to gaol; so begin antl tell what you know about the fight at ('aj)tain Kiee's. Wi/jir.ss- [alarmed]. Well, gentlemen, Captain Kice he gin a trcni, and Cousin Sally Dilliard — Chops. I iiope tlie Avitness may be ordered into custody. Court [after deliberating]. Mr Attorney, the court is of opinion 1h:it ue may save time by telling Avitness to go on his own Avay. Proceed, Mr Harris, with your story, but stii-k In the point. irilncss. Yes, gentlemen. AVell, Captain liice he gin a treat, and Cousin Sally Milliard she came over to our house, and axed mo if mv wife she mout ji'o ? 1 told Cousin ISally Dilliard that niv wile she was poorly, being as Ikjw she had the rheumatics in tlir b.ips, and tin' big swamp was np ; but howsomevei", as it was t^he, Cousin Sally Dilliard, my wife she mout go. AV'ell, Cou- sin Sally Dilliard then axed me it jMose he moutn't go. I told Cousin Sally Dilliard as how Mose he was foreman of the crap, and the crap was snuirtly in the grass ; but howsomever, as it was she, Cousin Sally Dilliard, Alose he mout go. So they goes on together, JMose, my wife, and Cousin Sally Dilliard, and l!uy came to the big swam]) and it was np, as I was telling you ; but being as how there was a log across the big swamp, Cou- i-\\\ Sally Dilliard and INlose, like g(Miteel folks, they walkcil the log ; but my wile, like a darned fool, hoisted her coats and waded through. And that's all I low it' about thcj'(/ht. XXXII. TUE AGE OF WONDERS. "My neighbour over the way. Colonel Swallowmore, thiiiki? bin;-' !f h'^vv. in the age of wonders : — and no woiuler he thinks so, for Ir reals the news[)apers and believes them! It is astoMisMUig how gravely the Colonel gulps down every crude Jum[, , L) aucU a Smitli's 1 '' quar- ith J3oh .•liciiL'Vcr shiueiits, was the 1 iu the trouble lied, ho le, irre- pcc'tedly ro boy :h, but ;;aged at tided, as avds olt', ill; but 10 cards lich cou- .rking, niouey s going to hand I TRAITS OF AMERICAN HUMOUR. ig: hiAi when we quit, I should 'a beat you and won it all any wa\ . rule- AV^'ll, but, Massa Simon, wo nebber finish de game, anil do " Go to Old Serateh with your rule ! " said the impatient vSiinon ; " don't you sec daddy's rigliL down upon us, with an armful of hickories ? I tell you 1 liiltnothin' but trumps, and could 'a beat the horns otf of a l)illy-goat. Don't that satisfy vou ? Somehow or not her your d — d hard to |)lease ! " About this time a thought Htrucic Simon, aiui in a low tone — for hv this time the lieverend .ledi'diah was close at hand — he con- tinued, "but maybe daddy don't know, rif/ht dotni mrr, wliat we've been doin'. Let's try him with a lie — twon't hurt no way; let's tell him we've been ])layin' mumble-peg." Bill was perlbrce compelled to submit to this incupiitable adjustment of his claim of a share of the slakes ; and of course agreed to the game of mumble-peg. All this was settled and a ])eg driven in the ground, slyly and hurriedly between Simon's legs as ho sat on the grouiul, just as the old man reacluul the spot, lie carried under his left arm several neally-ti-imnu'd sprouts of formidable length, while in his left hand he held one wliich he was intently engaged iu divesting of its superlluous twigs. *' Soho! youngsters ! — j/oii in the fence-corner, and the crop in the grass r what sailh the Scriptur', Snnon ? ' (jo to the ant, thou sluggard,' and so Ibrth and so on. What in the round creation of the vearth have you and that niirirer been a-doin' V " Bill shook with fear, but Simon was cool as a cucumber, and answered his father to the eliect that they had been wast- ing a little time in a game of rnumble-j)eg. "Mumble-peg! mumble-peg!" repeated old Mr Suggs, " what's that ? " Simon explained tlie process of rootinrj for the peg ; how the operator got upon his knees, keeping his arms stilf by his side, leaned forward and extracted the peg with his teeth. " So you git upon your knees, do you, to pull up that nasty little stick! you'd better git upon 'em to ask mercy for yom- shiful souls, and for a dyin' world. But let's see one o' you git the peg up now." The first impulse of our hero was to volunteer to gratify the curiosity of his worthy sire, but a glance at the old man's cciuntenance changed his '"notion," and he remarked that " Bill was a long ways the best hand." Bill, who did not deem Simon's modestv an omen favour- IGG TJJAITS OF AMIUilCAX HlJMOi:iI. able to liiinscir, was iiicliucd to ro('Ij)rocntt' coinpliinonts mIDi liis youiiL,' master; Imt a i;;('st iirc of iiii|)ali('ii('i' iVoiii tin- (»!i| iiiaii tiL't him instantly upon his kiic-'S ; aiul, briidiiii; I'oi'ward, ho u>sa)(.Ml to lay hidd with his tcrlh, of 1 he pt-'j;, ^vhi(•h Siiiioii, just ut; that moiiu'iit, very wic-kcilly })iished half an iiudi fiu-- i hur down. .1 list as the liivt'clu's and hido of tlie bov wore strot'-licd to * • 1 • Iho ulti'i'inost, (dd Mr Su^ljh hron^ht down his lon;j;('st bicl-ory, with botli li;nids, npon tho precise? spot wluru the tt'iision was greatest. Witli a loud yell, IJill plunged forward, uj)settinu; iSinmn, and rolled in the<;rass. ruld)ing the castigated pai't witli fearful ejiergy. Simon, though overthrown, was ludiurt ; and lie was nu'ntally conipiimenting himself upon the sagacity which had ])revenled his illusti'ating the game of nium!)le-j)eg, for the paternal amusement, when bin attention was arrolid by that worthy person's stooping to pick iij) something — what js it? — a eai'il upon which Snnon had been sitting, am! which, therefore, had lujt gone ^vith the rest of the pack into his [)oeket. 'J'he simph.' ]\Ir Sumis had only a vague id(>a of tb(> ])aste- board abomination caiKvl cards; and thougli be decidedly in- clined to the opinion that this was one, he was by no means certain of the fact. Jlad Simon known this, he would certaiidy have escaped; but be did not. His father, assuming the look (f extreme wapiency which is always worn by the interrogator who does not di'siro or expect to increase his knowledge by his questions, asked, " What'rf this, Simon?" "The Jack a-dinuuits," prom])tIy responded Simon, wlm gave uj) all as lost after \.\\\^J'((n.v [xis. " What was it doin' down thar. Simon, my sonnv ? " co!i- tinned ]Mr Suggs, in an ironically all'ectionate tone of voice. '• 1 had it under my leg thar, to malce it on IVdl, the first time it come trumps," was the ready reply. '' What's trumps?" asked Mr Suggs, witli a view of arriv- ing at the import of the word. ''^Nothin' ain't trumps noio,^'' said Simon, wha niisapprc- bended his father's meaning, '" but clahs was, when you come along and busted up tlie game." A part of this answer was Greek to tlie Eevercnd ^Ir Sugg?, but a portitJii of it was full of meaning. They bad, then, 1110.4 liiKpiestionably been "throwing" cards, the scomidrels! the '•oudacioiis " little hellions! "To the ' 31.ulbeiTy,' with both on ye! in a hurry," said the old man, slcrnly. ]lav tiie TKAITS OF AMERICAN IIUMUl'I^ 107 bv iii^ eon- lOK'O. lie llTi^t 1. im.'.-'t U! the "Rut tlio Imls -wrro iu>( dispiKcd to be in a " Inirry," for •mIh; Mulberry " was llic Hccne of nil forninl ])U?iisiniu'iit :ul- luinistci'cd (liirini; ^\(l^k hours iu the liehl. Siiiittii I'dllnwcd his lather, however; hut made, as he went aloui;, nil inamu'r ot' "faees" nt the old man's back ; pestieulated as if he were j!;o. ini; to strike him hetween the shoulders with his lists; unci kicking' nt him so as almf)st to touch Ins eoat-tail with his shoe. In this si vie thev walkecl on to the mulberrv-treo, in wlioso siiade Simon's brothei- Hen was restini^, Jtnnistiiot he supi'dsed that, (hiriu_:;th(M\;i!k totlie plnro of j)nnishment, ISimon's mind was either inactive or enu'a;^n'd in su<,'2;estinij^ the rner, ^\ilh panting side and glaring eye, exhausted r.id dcd'enceless. Our unfortunate hero could devise iiothinL; by which he could reasonably expect to esca[)e the heavy blows of Ids father. Having arrived at this conclusion aiul the "jMulIu-rry " about liie same time, lie stood with a dogged look, awaiting the i:jsue. The old man Siig-n-s made no r(>mark to any one while he v;as seizing up .Bill — a process which, though by no nieau3 novel to Simon, seemed to excite in him a sort of painful in- ti'rest. He watched it closely, as if to learn the precise ,ashion of his father's knot; and when at last Jjill was strung up a- tiptoe to a limb, and the whipping commencerl, Simon's eye followed every movement of his father's arm; and as each blow descended upon the bare shoulders of his sable friend, hid own body writhed and "wriguled" in involuntary sympathy. "It's the devil! — it's tarnation," s;iid Simon to himself, 'Mo take such a wallopin' as that. AVIiy the old man looks like he wants to git to the holler, if be cou'mI — rot his picter I It's wnth, at the least, fifty cents — ^_ic-e-miny, how f//i/( hurt I — yes, it's w uth three-(|uarters uf a d(;llar, to take tluit 'ere lick- ..«»,. IMAGE EVALUATION TEST TARGET (MT-3) 1.0 i.l l^m |2.5 |5o "^~ Hi^B 2.0 Hf ufi 1.8 • L25 1.4 1 1.6 < 6" >■ Photographic Sciences Corporation 23 WEST MAIN STREET WEBSTER, N.Y. 14580 (716) 872-4503 N? \ :\ ,v \ % V O ■^ '% 108 TKAITS OF AMERICAN IIUMOUK. in' ! Wonder if I'm * prodeatinatod,' as old Jcd'diali says, to ^et the follor to it ? Lt^rd, how daddy blowa ! 1 do wish hcM bust righ.t open, the dani'd old deer-t'ace ! If 'twan't for Ben helpin' him, 1 b'liuve I'd p[ive the old dog a tust^el when it comes for mv turn. It couldn't make the tiiinn: no wuss, if it didn't mak<; it no better. Drot it ! what do boys liave daddies for, anyhow? 'Taint for nuthin' but jist to beat 'em and >vork 'em. There's some use in mammies — 1 kin poke my fin- ger right in the old 'oman's eye, and keep it tliar, and if I say it aint thar, she'll say 'taint tliar, too. 1 wish sh.e was here to liold daddy oil'. If 'twan't so fur, I'd holler for her anyhow. How she would cling to the old feller's coat-tail ! " Mr Jedediah ISuggs let down Bill, and untied him. Ap- proaching Simon, whose coat wasolf: *' Conie, Simon, son," said he, " cross them hands, I'm gwiuo to correct you." " It aint no use, daddy," said Simon. " VVhvso, Simon?" " Just bekase it aint. I'm gwinc to play cards as long as I live. When I go off to myself, I'm gwine to make my livin' by it. So what's the use of beatin' me about it ? " Old Mr Suggs groaned, as he was wont to do in the pulpit, at this display of Simon's vieiousness. "Simon," said he, '"you're a poor ignunt creetur. You don't know^ nothin', and you've never been no whars. If I was to turn you oft', you'd starve in a week." " I wish you'd try me," said Simon, " and jist see. I'd win more money in a week than vou can make in a year. Then' aint nobody round here kin make seed corn otf o' me at cards. I'm rale smart," he added, with great emphasis. " Simon ! Simon ! you poor unlettered fool. Don't you know that all card-players and chicken-righters, and horse-racers go to hell ? You crack-brained creatu»'' you. And don't you know that them that play cards always lose their money, and—" " Who wins it all then, daddy ? " asked Simon. " Shet your mouth, you imperdent, shick-jaw'd dog. Your daddy's a-tryin' to give you somegoodadvice, and you a-pickin' up his words that way. I know'd a young man once, when I lived in Ogletharp, as went down to Augusty and sold a hun- dred dollars' worth of cotton for his daddy, and some o' them gamboUers got him to drinkin', and the veri/Jlrd night he was with 'em they got every cent of his money." "They couldn't get my mouf^y in a wcck'^ said Simon. " Anybody can git tnese here grecu fcllowa' money : them's TRAITS OF AMERICAN HUMOUR. IGi) lays, to ^1) heM or Jk'ii hen ii ss, if it :ladclio^^ ;m aiul my fin- it' I say here to nyhow. Ap. [1 gWlU'J lon^ as IV livin' mf ) pulpit, '. Yon f I was I'd win Tiiere .t cards. ii't you e-raeer:4 ni't vou ft money, Your -piokin' wlien I a hun- o' them lie was Simon. them'6 sort I' A[\ Here's what kin iiu' sort ini a-p;wine to wateli for, mysei lix tlie papers jist about as nice as anybody." '' AVell, it's no use to ari^ify about tlie matter," said old .ledediah ; " AVhat saitli the lScri])tur' ? ' lie that beijjetteth a fool, doetli it to bis sorrow.' llence, Simon, you're u poor, miserable fool ! so, cross your hands ! ''' " You d jist as well not, daddy. I tell you I'm jrwino to follow p^ayin' cards for a livin', and what s tlie use o' ban,i;in' a feller about it ? I'm as smart as any of 'em, and Bob ISnulIi says them Augusty fellers can't make rent o' me." The Ileverend INIr lSu;;gs had, once in his life, gone to Au- gusta; an extent of travel whicli in those days was a little un- usual. His consideration amonjj bis neiuhbours was consider- ably increased by the circumstance, as he had all the benefit of the popular inference, that no man could visit the city of Augusta without acquiring a vast superiority over all his unt ravelled neighbours, in every depai'tment of human .know- ledge. Mr Suggs, then, very naturally felt inefl'ably indignant that an individual who had never seen a collection of human habitations larger than a log-house village — an individual, in short, no other or better than Bob !Su)ith — should venture to express an opinion concerning the manners, customs, or any- thing else appertaining to, or in any wise comiected with, the ultima thulc of back-woods Georgians. There were two pro- positions which witnessed their own truth to the mind of Mr Suggs — the one was, that a man who had never been at Au- gusta, could not know anything about that city, or any place or thing else ; the other, that one who had been there must, of necessity, be not oiily well inibrmed as to all things connectiil with the city itself, but perfectly an fait upon all subjeols whatsoever. It was therefore in a tone of Tiiingled indignation and contempt that he replied to the last renuu-k of Simon. ''Bob Smith says — does he? And who's Boh Smith/ Much does Boh SuMh know about Augusty ! He's been tliur, I reckon! Slipj)ed off yarly some mornin' when no- body waru't uoticin', and got back afore night! It's ouJi/ ii hundred and fifty mile. Oh yes, Boh Smith knows all about it ! / don't know nothin' about it ! / a"nt never been to Au- gusty — I couldn't find the road thar I reckon, ha ! lui ! Boh — Siiii — tk ! The eternal stink ! if he was only to see one o' theni fine gentlemen in Augusty, with his tine broad-cloth and bell-crown hat, and shoe-boots a-shinin' like silver, he'd take to the woods and kill himself a-runnin'. Bob Smith ! tliat's v.liar all your devilment comes from, Simon." "Bob Smith's as yood as anybody else, 1 judge; and w 170 TlUITrt OF A.Mi:rtICAX lir.MOUK. licap smfirtor than snino. Tie showed mo how io (Mit Jnclc," contimu'd Simon, "and tliat's more tluui some people can do if they lidve been to Au;^Mistv." ""if JJob JSmitli liiu do It," said the ohl man, "I kin too. T don't know it by that name ; hut if it's book knowledge or plain sense, and Bob kin do it, it's reasonable to s'pose that old Jed'diah ISugi^s won't be bothered bad. Is it any ways himilyar to the rule of three, Simon ? " " Pretty mneh, daddy, but not adzactly," said Simon, draw- ing a pack from liis pocket to explain. " \ow, daddy," he pro- ceeded, "you see these here four cards is what we call Jacks. AVell, noAV, the idee is, if you'll take the pack and mix 'cm nil np together, I'll take olV a passcl from top, and the bottom oiiu of them I take off will be one of the Jacks." " ]\le to mix cm fust ? " said Jedediah. " Yes." " And yon not to see but the back of the top one, when you go to ' cut,' as you call it ? " " Jist so, daddy!" " And the backs all jist as like as kin be ? " said the senior Suggs, examining the cards. "More like nor cow-])eas." said Simon. "It can't be done, Simon," observed the old man, with great solemnity. " Bob Smith kin do it, and so kin I." " It's agin nater, Simon ! thar a'n't a man in Angusty, nor on the top of the yearth, that kin do it ! " "Daddy," said our hero, "ef you'll bet me — " " AVhat ! " thundered old Mr Sug^-s, " let, did yon snv ? " and he came down with a scorer across Simon's shoulders— " me, Jed'diah Suggs, that's been in the Lord's sarvice these twenty years — inc bet, you nasty, sassy, triflin', ugly — " "I didn't go to say that, daddy ; that waru't what I ment, adzactly. I ment to say that ef you'd let me off from this liere maulin' you owe me. and give me ' Bunch' ef I cut Jack, I'd give you all this here silver, if I didn't — that's all. To bo sure, I allers know'd gait wouldn't ir^." Old Mr Suggs ascertained the exact amount of the silver which his son handed to him, in an old leathern pouch, for in- spection. He also, mentally, compared that sum with an imaginary one, the supposed value of a certain Indian pony, called ''Bunch," which he had bought for his "old woman's" Sunday riding, and which had sent the old lady into a fence- corner, the first — and only — time she had ever mounted him. As he weighed the pouch of silver iu his hand, Mr Suggs ulssu TKAIT8 OF AMERICAX lirMurU. 171 t Jnch," can do if 1 too. T led go or )()se th:it my ways 311, draw- " he pro- ill Jacks. ix 'cm fill ttom uiic ine, v:\\c:\ :he senior Lan, \Yith justy, nor ') hn sny r oulders— vice these it I ment, from this cut Jack, To bo the silver ^h, for in- with ail Ian pony, ^'Oman's " o a fence- ntcd him. kiggs ulsu rndoavonrod to analyze the character of tlio transaction pro- j'oscd by Simon. " Jt sari inly ain't be nolhin' hut cjivin\ no way it kin be twisted," lie nnu'tnurod to himself. '• 1 /ciioio ho can't do it, 80 there's no resk. AV^bat makes bcttin' ? The rcsk. It's a one-sided business, and l"li jist let him give me all his money, and that'll put all his wild sportin' notions out of his head." "AVill you stand it, daddy?" asked Simon, by way of waking the old man up. " You moiight as well, for the whip- ])in' won't do you no good ; and as for liunch, nobody about I he plantati(ni won't ride him, but me." " Simon," replied the old man, '' I agree to it. Your old daddy is in a close place about payin' for his land; and tliis here money — it's jist eleven dollars lacking of twenty-live cents — will help out mightily. But mind, Simon, ef any thing's said about this hereafter, remember, your/ive me the money." '•Very well, daddy, and ef the thing works up instid o' down, 1 s'pose we'll say you give me Bunch — eh?" " You won't never be troubled to tell how you como by r>imc]i : the thing's agin natur, and can't be done. W^hat (lid Jed'diah Suggs knows, he knows as good us anybody. (Jive me them fixaments, Simon." Our hero handed the cards to his father, who dropping tlic plough-line with which he had intended to tie Simon's bauds, turned his back to that individual, in order to pievent his wit- nessing the operation o? oui.viiif/. Ho then sat down, and very leisurely commenced shuilling the cards, making, however, an exceedingly awkward job of it. Kestive /cinr/s and queens jumped from his hands, or obstinately refused to slide into the company of the rest of the pack. Occasionally, a sprightly Jciiaco would insist on fdcinf/ his neighbour ; or, pressing hia edge against another's, half double himself up, and then skip away. But Elder Jedediah perseveringly continued his at- tempts to subdue the refractory, while heavy drops burst from his forehead, and ran down his cheeks. All of a sudden, an idea, quick and penetrating as a rifle-ball, seemed to have en- tered the cranium of the old man. He chuckled audiblv. The devil had suggested to ]\Ir Suggs an impromptu " stock," which would place the chances of Simon — already sufficiently slim in the old man's opinion — without the range of possibility. Mr Suggs forthwith proceeded to cull out all the picler canh — so ns to be certain to include the jurha — and place them at the bottom ; with the evident intention of keeping Simon's lingers {'.bove these when he should cut. Our hero, who was (piietly luokinij over his father's shoulders all the time, did not seem 1 i ^ TKAirS OF AMi:i:iCAN HUMOUR. alnrmod by lliia disposition of the cards; on tlie contrary, lie Hinilcd as if lie felt perfcclK' confident of snccess, in spile of it. " iS'ow, daddy," t^aid tSiiiion, when his falser had announccil lumself ready, "" narry one of us aint got to look at the cards, wliile I'm a ciittin' ; if we do, it'll spile the coiijuration." " Very well." "And another thinc^ — you've got to look me right dead i,! the eye, daddy — will your" " To be sure — to be sure," said INFr Sugcjs ; " fire away." yimon walked up close to his father, and jdaced his hand on the pack. Old Mr Suggs looked in Siiuoirs eye, and Siiiidi returned the look for about three seconds, during which ados,' obs(Tver might iiave detected a suspicious working of the wrisi of the hand ou the cards, but the elder ISuggs did not remark it. " AVake, snakes! day's a breakin'! Eise, Jack ! " said Si- mon, cutting half a do/en cards from the top of the pack, aiul ])resenting the i'ace of the bottom one for the inspection of his lather. It was the Jack of Hearts! Old j\lr JSuggs staggered back several steps, witli uplifted eves and bands ! " jNlarciful Master!" he exclaimed, " cf the boy haint ! well, how in the round creaticm of the ! ]5en, did you ever ! to be sure and sartin, Satan has power on this yearth ! " aiui Mr Suggs groaned in heavy bitterness. " You never seed nothin' like that in Aiifjn.sh/, did ye, daddy ? " asked Simon, with a malicious wink at Ben. '• Simon, /loiv did you do it ? " queried the old man, with- out noticing his son's question. "Do it, daddy? Do it? 'Taint nothin'. I done it jc^t as easy as — shootin'," AVhether this explanation Avas entirely, or in any degree, satisfactory to the perj)lexed mind of the Elder Jedediah Suggs, cannot, after the lapse of time which has intervened, be sulli- ciently ascertained. It is certain, however, that he pressed the investigation no further, but merely requested his sou Benjami:i to witness the fact that, in consideration of his love and alVec- tiou for his son Simon, and in order to furnish the donee wii'' the means of leaving that portion of the State of Georgia, lu' bestowed upon him the impracticable pony, " Bunch." " Jist so, daddy, jist so; I'll witness that. But it 'miiK^'- me mightily of the way mammy r/ive old Trailler the sitle et bacon, last week. She was a sweepin' up the hath — the me:it ou the table; old Trailler jumps up, gathers the bacon au'l iiifrarv, lio spite of it. llWlOllIlccd the caril.-i. TKA1T8 OF AMERICAN IIUMOUK. 173 ion. ht (lead i;i »> ( away. is liinid oil [iiul Siiiui'i lieh adosi' t* the wrist lOt remark " said Si- pack, and tiou of his (larta ; mammy artor him with tlio broomstick as fur as the di)or, but seoiii' the doi,' lias ^ot the start, slie shakes tlie stick at him, and hollers, ' You sassy, aii:j-sukkiii', ro<,Miish, gnatty, llopped-eared varmint, take it aloniij, take it alonjj; ! i only wish "twas full of a'snic and ox vomit and blue vilrul, so as 'twould cut your iutrils into chitlius ! ' That's about the way you give liunch to Simon." It was evident to our hero that I'.is fatlicr intended lio should remain but one more night beneath the paternal roof. What mattered it to Simon ? Jle went home at night, curried and fed Buncli ; wln'spered confidentially in his ear, that lie was the " fastest piece of hoss- llcsh, accordin' to size, that ever shaded the yearth ; " and then busied himself in preparing for an early start on the morrow. :h uplifted 3oy haint ! 1 vou ever ! til!" ami h/, did y(\ n. man, with- lonc it jest nv dcfrrco, liah Siiu'Lrs. d, be sulli- )ressed tlic 1 Benjamin and i\i\W- donee wiili I, lie xeorg J." t it 'mind ; the side of —the mc;it bacon and XXXIV. MY FIRST VISIT TO PORTLAND. In the fall of the year 1820, I took it into my head I'd go to Portland. I had heard a good deal about Portland, what a tine place it was, and how the folks got rich there proper fast ; and that fall there was a couple of new papers come up to our place from there, called the " Portland Courier," and " Family Eeader," and they told a good many queer kind of things, about Portland and one thing another ; rnd all at once it popped into my head, and I up and told fatlu \\ and sais, " 1 am going to Portland whether or no ; and I'll see what this world is made of yet." Father stared a little at first, and said he was afraid I would get lost ; but when he see I was bent upon it, he givo it up, and he stepped to his chist, and opened the till, and took out a dollar, and gave to me ; and says he, "Jack, this is all I can do for you; but go and lead an honest life, and I believe I shall hear good of you yet." He turned and walked across the room, '^ut I could see the tears start into his eyes. And mother sat down, and had a hearty crying spell. This made me feel rather bad for a minit or two, and T al- most had a mind to give it up ; and then again father's dream came into my miud, and I mustered up courage, and declared 171 Tli.UTS OF AMERICAN m'MOT'R. TM i^o. So T fnclvolcd up tlio old 1u)ra(% and ]).'i('k('(l in a Inail of axo-li:ui(ll('S, and a few iiolimis; and molhor tVirtl luc son, • don<^li-inits, and [)iit 'em ir.lo a box, alonijf with soino clu-i',-' and sassnufcs, and roppcd nio up aiiotlior shirt, I'or I tohl her \ dichi't know how hjn<^ I should b(> j;on(\ Aiul after J p;ot all rii;u;ed out, I went round, and hid all the neighbours good-bye, and jumped in, and drov(» oil" for Portland. Aunt Sally had been married two or three years befc^o and moved to Portland ; and I incpured round till 1 found out where 8he lived, and wont there, aiul put tho old horso up, and oat some sup|)er, and went to bed. And the next morin"n«jj I c;ot up, and straiirhtoned right off to see tho editor of the " Portland Courier," for I knew, hv what I had seen in his pap(T, that he was just the man to tell me whieh way to steer. And when I come to sec him, I knew I was right; for soon as 1 told him my name, and what [ wanted, he took me by tlu; hand as kind as if ho had been a brother, aiuI says ho : "blister," says he, "I'll do anything T can to assist ynu. You liave eome to a good town; Portland is a healthy, thriv- ing place, and any man with a proper degree of enterprise m:iy do well here. JJut," says he, " stranger," and he looked mighty kind of knowing, says he, " if you want to make out to your mind, vou must do as the steam-boats do." "Well," says 1, "how do they do?" for I didn't know whn.t a steam-boat was any nuire than the man in the moon. " Why," says he, " they go ahead. And you must drive about atnong the folks here, just as tho' you were at home, on the farm among the cattle. Don't be afraid of any of them, but figure away ; and, I dare say, you'll get into good busines.s in a very little while. But," says he, "there's one thing you must be careful of; and that is, not to get into the hands of them are folks that trades up round Hucklers' Kow, for there's some sharpers up there, if they get hold of you, would twist your eye-teeth out in iive minits." Well, arter he had gin me all the good advice ho could, T went back to Aunt Sally's agin, and got some breakfast ; and then I walked all over the town, to see what chance I could find to sell my axe-handles, and things, and to get into busi- ness. After I had Avalked about throe or four hours, I come along towards the upper end of tlu town, where 1 found there were stores and shops of all sorts and sizes. And I met a feller, and savs I, " What place is this ? " TRAITS OF A^IKUICAX IIL'MOri:. .1 ) 111 a In.'iil nil' soil, • le clicf,- ' old Ih'P r I p;ot all L,M.uLl-byc, I'Tc'c? aii'l )ut when' >, iiiid oaL I ri<2;1>t ntr kiu'W, by an to tell n, 1 knew 1 what [ ad been a ssiat you. by, tbriv- priso in:iy lie b)okL'(l make out In't know moon, nst drive borne, on of tbem, businesj* tbing you hands of Eow, for ou, would R could, T fast ; and ) I could into busi- ime along lere wert) t a feller, "^Vhy this," says he, " is ITueklers' IJow." '• What," says I, " are these the stores where the tradrr.* iu llucklers' liow keep ? " And says he, " Yes." \V\'il then, says I to myself, T liave a pesky pjood mind fo <;(> in and have a try with one of these chaps, and see if they can twist my (>ye-te('th out. If they can gi't the best end of ;i liari^ain out of me, they can do what there ain't a man in our Awco can do; and I sliould just like to know what aortof stulf iliuse ere Portland chaps are made of iSo in 1 j^oes into \\w hestdookini; store auu)ug 'em. And I see some biscuit lying on the slujlf, and says I, "Mister, how much do you ax a piece for them arc bis- cuits ? " " A cent a piece," says he. *' AVell," says I, " shan't i^ive you that, but if you've a luiud to I'll ufive you two cents for three of them, for 1 be<;iu to feel a little as tho' 1 would like to take a bite." " Well," says he, " I woiddn't sell 'em to anybody cVso so, but seeing it's yon, I don't care if you take 'em." 1 knew lie lied, for he never seen me before in his life, AV^ell, he handed down the biscuits, and I took 'em, and walked round the store a while, io see what else he had to sell. At last, says I, " jNlister, liave you got any good cider ? " Says he, " Yes, as good as ever ye see." " Well," says I, " what do you ax a glass for it ? " " Two cents," savs he. "AVell," says 1, "'seen.s to me I feel more dry than I do hungry now. Ain't you a mind to take these ere biscuiis again and give me a glass of cider ? " and says he, " I don't care if I do." So he took and laid 'em on the shelf, again and poured out a glass of cider. 1 took the cider and drinkt it down, and to tell the truth, it was capital good cider. Then says I, " I guess it's time for mo to be agoing," and I stept along towards the door ; but says he, *' Stop, Mister, I believe you haven't paid me for the cider." "Not paid you for the cider!" says I; "what do you mean by that ? didn't the biscuits that I give you just come to the cider ? " "Oh, ah, right!" says he. So I started to go again, and says he, " But stop, Mi.ster, you didn't pay me for the biscuit." " What? " says I, " do you meau to impose upon me ? do 17 TKAl'"^ or AMKT^ICAN HUMOUR. you tliink T nm jijoin^; to pny you for tlic bisciiif-^ nnd lof- yn\\ Keep them too? Ain't they tliiTc now on your alii-lt'? \Vli;it more do you wuut ? 1 guuss, Sir, you duu't whittle iiiu in that rav.'"' ISo 1 tnrncil about and marched off, and li-ft tlio feller sfar- ini» and scratehiiig his head as tho' ho was struck uilh a dun- derinent. Ilowsomover, I didn't want to cheat him, only jest to mIuv.v 'em it wan't so easy a maiti r to pull my eye-teeth out ; so ] called in next day, and j)aid him two cents. Well, 1 stayed rit Aunt ISallv's a week or two, and I went aliout town every day to see what cliance 1 could iind to trade olf my axe-handles, or liiro out, or Hiul some way or other to begin to seek my fur- tune. And I must conft'ss the editor of the " Courier" waa about right in callinu; Portland a pretty ^ood thriving sort of a place; everybody seemed to bo as busy as so many bees, and the ma."st.s of the vessels stuck up round the wljarvcs as thick as pine-trees in Undo Joshua's pa.^tnr(% and the stores and tlio shops were so thick, it seemed as if there wa:? no end to them. In short, altho' I have been round the world considei-able, from that tiun^ to this, all tho way from Madawaska to "Washington, I've never seiMi any place yet, that I think has any business to grin iit Portland. XXXV. T-' ETLLY AVAllUICK S COURTSHIP AXD MAKRIAOE. CHAPTER I. WARRICK IN DISTRES.^. Piney Bottom, in Old Xortli State, Jinuary this 4, 1844. Me Porter, Sir: — Eein' in grate distrest, I didn't know what to do, till one of the lawyers councilled me to tell yon all about it, and git your opinion. You see I are a bin sparkin' over to one of our nabors a cortin' of IMiss Barbry T3ass, nigh upon these six muuse. So t'other nite I puts on my stork that cum up TKAITS OF AMKUir'AN lU'MorU. 177 so hicch lliat T loolcM lilco i," scs I," Knrncl (a sorter ciittiu' my vyv at llarbr^\), miiMlin' well in body — but in mind—" "' All, I SL'O," SI'S 111- (cuttin* oi my diseoorsi-), *• I undrrstap I tliat you aro" — (Mr Porli-r, I tbri^ct the dixonary wordd lie HL'd,— 'but it wcro that I wero in luvf). It' you could have; si-t'd my face ami felt it burnt', you would :i tho't that you had th • billyous lever; and as lor Jiarbry, now want she red as a turkey-cock's jl,'I11s — and hIk; ^ump'd np and said, " Ma'asn," and run outer the room, tho' nobody on year! h that I heerd on ealKil her; and then 1 heerd Polly Cox — drot her pictur ! — who is hired to weeve — a snii,'L>;rin' at me. Arter a wlnle, tSijuiro Brilt and tho nabor went oil'— an I Siah he went a eoonin' ot' it with his doijs, but driv old Troup back, for he's doth on rabbits ; and old Miss liass went out, and Xurnel Hard, arter taken a drink oulen his cheer-box, he ijot; behin' the door and sliuck'd himself and got \\\to one of the beds in tho fur L'(i\\({ of the room. Arter a wliile, old Miss JJasscum back, and sot in the chiiii- bly corner and tuck olf her shoes, and then tuck up her pipe and went to smokin' — the way she rowl'd the smoke out v,:!s astonishiu' — and cv'ry now and then she struck her head and sorter gron'd like, what it were at I don't know, 'eejjt she were bothered 'bout her consarns — or thinkin' 'bout her will whicii she hadjist siued. iiimoby Barbry cum back, andsot onachci r dost by me. IShe was u workiii' of a border that looked mity line. Se3 I, " ]Miss Barbry, what ia that that you're seamstrin^j so plaguy putty ? " »es she, " It teent nothin'." Up hollered old JNEiss Bass : " Why," sea she, " Mr AVarrick, it's a nitr-cap, and wliat on tho Lord's yearth young peplo now-a-days works, and laces, and befrils nite-caps fur, /can't tell — it beets me — bedizinin' out their heads when they're gwaiu to bed, just as if anybotly but their own peple seed 'em; and there's young men with wiskurs on their upper lip ; it want so in my day, but young people's got no sense — bless the Lord ! oh me — " '• Lord, mammy," ses Barbry, " do hush." Ses old Miss Bass, " I shaan't — for it's the nat'ral truth." Miss Burbry then begun a talkin' with me 'bout the faab- woul TKAITS or AMKUICAN' lIirMoUR. 17:) i>r tiu! L'U'd \uc >:irbrv), iVC Sl'l'll IkuI til" 'lhI as :i iMi," ami :)U call* il — wIjo is oil'— an 1 Id 'rroup ; out, and X, he |j;()t :"the beds tlu' eliini- out was ead ami she were 11 which Duaclu'! r led uiily L'aniatrinj what o!i hicoH, and znuu ' out >rbody but h wiskur^ ople's gut 'al truth." the iaab- inw, wlu'U 1 were in town, but (dd Miss Hasa broke in, and sim f.ie, "Yea, thev telU me that the u;als in town ha-i injnn-rulihiT things blowed up and tii-s arouii' there wastes, and makes 'fui li)id; l)iL,'i,'i*r behin' than al'ori' — for all the world like an ''»muu wa.s sorter in a enrous way bidiind." Thinks 1, what's eomin' ni'xt — w hen old ^Tiss Hass, knoekin' tlu' ashes outor iu>r pipf, f^i'thon'd uj) her shusi» anil went otK. Then iJarbry blushed ami beu^un talkin' 'bout thesiu'^in' meet in*, ami kinder teelied me up 'bi»ut l)eiii' loud ol" spurkia' JJlei-y JiOoiiiis — jist to see liow I'd talve it. " Wtdl," ses T, "she's 'bout the likeliest n;;\l \i\ this sot llement, and 1 rekon mity ni<^di the sniartest; they t(dls me she kin spin uu)rt! euta in a day, and eard her own rolls, and dan^e harder and longer, ami sin;^s mori' songs outer the ^lissuuary Jlaruioay, than any ^'al in the country." Vou see, Mr Porter, I tho't I'd si/.e her ])ile, JSes she, sorter poutin' up and jist tossin' her lu'ad, " If them's your sentiments why don't you eort her ? J^'or my i)art, J knows sev'ral yoiinu; ladies that's jist as wmart, ami can sin'^ as many songs, and dance as well, and as for her beiu' the pretti- est. Laws u mersy ! sher — you suouidu'L judi^e for me sposiu' / was a man ! " 1 thot I'd come a^In, but was sorter feard of runinn' tlio thing in the groun'. Tiien 1 drawd up my cheer a leetle closer, and were jist about to talk to the spot, when 1 I'elt choky, and the trimbles tuck me oucommon asLouishiu'. !Ses Harbry, lookin' rite up in n)y face, and 'sorter (piiv'rin' in her talk, ses she, " Mr XVarriek, go jducis gracious ! ic/uU dues ale you ? " ISes I, liardly abel to talk, " It's that drotted tliree-day agur I cotch'd last fall a cleariii' in the new grouns; I raly bleve it; will kill me, but it nuikes no odds, daddy and mammy is botli d(Hl, and I'm the only one of six as is left, and nobody would kear." ^es she, lookin' rite mournful, and holdin' down her bed, " Billy, w hat dues make you talk so ? you auter know that there's one that would kear and greve too." Ses I, peartin' up, '• 1 should like to know if itar an'oman ; for if it's any gal that's 'spectable and creddittable, I could lo\o her like all creashun. Barbry," ses 1, takin' of her haiul, " ain't I many a time, as I sot by the tire at home, all by my lone self, ain't I considered how if I did have a good wife how 1 could work for her, and do all 1 ct)uld for her, and make her pleasant like and happy, and do ev'rything for her '? " Well ISO VIS OF AMERICAN IIUMOUK. m liiirbry she lookM up to me, and seem'd so inoriifid and p.ia*, and tears in her sweet eves, and pretendin' slie didn't know 1 held lit'i' hand, that 1 c )ukl not help savin' : '• Barbry, if that Humbody that keured was only 2/011, I'd die for you, and be burry'd a dozen times." ISho trinibl'd, and h)ok'd so pretty, and sed nothin', I couhln't help kissin' her ; and seein' she didn't say '• quit," I kisj^ed her ]iigh on seven or ei^ht times ; and as old jNIiss Bass had r 1 nuther," ses Mjss Collis, " but she's gwine to do well. I couldn't a sed no if he'd a axed for our Polly." Then in comes Barbrv, and we how-dv'd and both turned sorter red in tlie face, and I trimbl'd tolerable and felt agurry. Well, arter we talk'd a spell, all of us, Miss Bass got up and ses she, " Miss Collis I want to show you a nice passel of chickens ; our old speckled hen come olf with eleven, yisterdy, ao nice as ever 3'ou did see." Then old Miss Collis riz up, and puttin' her hands on hei* liips, and stratened like, and ses, right quick, " Laws a massy ! my poor back ! Drat the rumatics ! It's oh, me me!"— powerful bad ; it's gwyne to rain, I know ! and they both went out. Then Barbry look'd at me so comikil and sed, " Billy, I raly shall die thinkin' of you and old Troup ! '* and she throw'd herself back and lafled and lalied ; and she looked so putty and so happy, ses I to myself, " Billy "Warrick, you must marry that gal and no mistake, or brake a trace ! " and I swore to it. "Well, we then talk'd agreeable like, and sorter saft, and both of us war so glad to see one another till old Miss Bass and Miss Collis come back ; and bimeby Miss CoUises youngest sou come for her, and I helped her at the bars to get up be- hin' her son, and ses she, " Good-bye, Billy ! Good luck to you ! I know'd your daddy and mammy afore you was born on yerth, and I was the fust one after your granny that had you in the arms — me and Miss Bass taWd it over ! you'll git a smart, peart, likfhi gal ! ISo good-bve, Billv." 18 i TRAITS OF AMERICAN HUMOUR. Ses T, " Good-bye, Miss Colli'f?," and ses I, " Gooly, tako good kejir of your niamniy, my sou ! " You see 1 tliot I'd be perlite. AVell, when I vvent back, there sot old INIiss Bass, aud ses she, " Billy, Miss Collis and me is a bin talkin' over you and Barbry, and seein' you are a good karickter and smart, and well to do in the world, and a poor orpliin boy, I shan't say no! Take her, Billy, and be good to her, and God bless you, my son, for I'm all the mammy you've got," so she kiss'd me, and ses she, "now kiss Barbry. We've talk'd it over, and leave us for a spell, for it's hard to give up my child." So I kissed Barbry, and left. The way I rode home was oncommon peart, and my old mare pranced and was like the man in Skriptur, who " waxed flit and kick'd," and I hurried home to tell old Venus, and to put up three shotes and some turkies to fatten for the innfare. Mr Porter, it's to be third AVensday in next month, and Bar- bry sends you a ticket, hopin' you wJU put it in your paper — that is, the weddin'. So wishin' you a heap of subskribers, I remane in good helth and speerits at presence, Your Friend, "Wm. Waerick. CHAPTER in. ■WAEmCKS WEDDING. Described in a letter by an '■'■ old Jlame^^ of his. Pincy Eottom, this July 9, of 1844, IMiss Polly Stroud, Dear Maddam. — I now take my pen in hand cf the pre- sence oppertunity to let you know how we are all well, but I fan purry in spirits hopin' this few lines may find you the same by gods mercy as I have been so mortfiydel could cry m}'- eyes out bodily. Bill Warrick, yes Bill "\Vairick, is married to Barbry Bass! I seed it done — a mean, triflin', deceevinist creetur — but never mind — Didn't I know him when we went to old field skool — a little raggid orfiin Boy, with nobody to patch his close torn behin, a makin of a dicky-dicky-dout of TRAITS OF AMERICAN HUMOUR. 1S5 liimseir — cause liia old nigger 'ojiian A'enus was too lazy to mend 'em ? Didn't I know liiin when he couldn't make a pot lirok or a hanger in his copy book to save his lite, as for niakin of a S he always put it tother way, jist so, ^ backwards. And then to say I were too old for him, and that he always conceited I was a sort of a sister to him ! O Polly Stroud, he is so likely, j)e)'ticlar when he is dressed up of a Sunday or a frolick — and what is worser his wife isprutty too, tho' I don't acknowlige it here. Only too think how I doated on him, how I used to save bosim blossoms for him, which some peo{)le call sweet sentid shrubs — and how I used to put my hand in an pull them out for him^ and how I used to blush wlien he sed they was sweeter for comin' from where they did ? Who went blackberryin' and liuckleberryin' with me? who always rode to preechun with me and helped me on the bos ? who made Pokebery stains in dimons and squares and circles and harts and so on at quiltins ibr me ? — and talkin' of Poke — I do hope to i'atliers above that Poke w'ill beat Clay jist to spite Bill, for he is a rank distracted Whig and secreterry to the Clay Club — who always threaded my nedle and has kissed me in perticler, in playin' of kneelin' to tlie wittyist, bowin' to the puttyist, and kissin' of them you love best, and play in Sister Peebe, and Oats, Peas-Beans and Barley grows — at least one hundred times ? Who wated as candil holder with me at Tim BoHns weddin', and sed he knowd one in the room hcd heap rather marry, and looked at me so oncommon, and his eyes so blue that I felt my face burn for a quarter of a hour ? who I do say was it but Bill AV^arrick ? — yes, and a heap more ! If I haven't a grate mind to sue him, and would do it, if it wasn't I am feared lied show a Voluntine I writ to him Peberary a year ago. He orter be exposed, for if ever he is a widderer, he'll fool somebody else the same way he did me. It's a burnin' shame, I could hardly hold my head up at the weddin'. If I hadnt of bin so mad and too proud to let hiin see it I could cried severe. Well, it was a nice weddin' ; sich ice-cakes and minicles, and raisins, and oringis and hams, flour doins and cliickin fixins, and four oncounnon fattest big goblers rosted I ever seed. The Bryde was dressed in a white nuislin figgured over a pink satin pettycote, with white gloves and satin shoes, aiul lier hair a curlin' down with a little rose in it, and a chain aroun her neck. I don't know whether it was raal gool or plated. She looked butiful, and Bill did look nice, and all the ivindydates and two preechers and Col. Hard was there, and Bills niggers, the likeliest nine of them you ever looked at, aL'd 186 TRAITS OF AMERICAN HUMOUR. vlion I did look at cm and tliink, I raly tliouglit I sliould or bn)ke my lu'Mvt. Woll, eic'li kissin' — several of tlie f^als pcd thnt tliere facr^ burnt like fire, for one of the prcechers and Col. Hard wosn't t:havod dost. ]>imeby I was a sittin' leanin' back, and Bill lie come bcbia 1110 and sorter jerked mo back, and sl< eared me powerful for fear I was fallin' backwards, and 1 skreamed and kicked up my ieet before to ketch like, and if I hadn't a bad on pantalets I reckon somebody would of knowd whether I gartered above my knees or not. We had a right good lalf on old Parson Brown as he got through a marryin' of em — says he : " 1 pronounce you, William AV^arrick and Barbry Bass, man and 'oman," — he did look so when we killed, and he rite quid: sed — ''man and wife — salute your Bryde," and Bill looked horrid red, and J^arbry trimbled and blushed astonishin' severe. Well, it's all over, but 1 don't keer — there's as good fish in the sea as ever cone outen it. I'm not poor for the likes of Bill AVarrick, bavin' now three sparks, and one of then from Town, whose got a good grocery and leads the Quire at church, outer the ISulheru llarmony, the Alis^^onry llarmouy is gone outer fashion. Unkle Ben's oldest gal Suky is gwino to marry a A-^irginny tobacker roler, named Saint George Drummon, and he says he is a kin to Jack liandolf and Bokerhuntus, who they is the Lord knows. Our Jack got his finger cut with a steal trap catchin' of a koon for a Clay Club, and the boys is down on a tar raft, and ole J\Iiss Collis and mammy is powerful rumatic, and the measly complaint is amazin ! I jist heard you have got two twins agin — that limestone water must be astonishin' curyous. What is the fashuns in Tennysee, the biggest sort of Bishups is the go here. My love to your old man, Your friend, Nancy Guitoin'. To l\riss roily Strmid, Ni;i-li Xuxvil in tlio State of Tennysee, Close by where the French Broad and Ilolsin jincs. Old Miss Collis and mammy is jist come home. Betsy Bolin is jist had a fine son and they say she is a doin' as well as could be expected, and the huckleberry crop is short on ac- count of the drouth. TRAITS OF AMEHICAN IIUMOm. Is; loiild or »re faoo:s d wosii't 110 bcluR crfiil f(ir ?d up mv ntalets I ibovo my 11 Brown 3ass, man 'ite quick 11 look?d u' severe, od fij^li in ; liices of be- a IVoiu at churcii, \f is gone Yirginny \e say 8 he ley is tlie steal trap own on a rumatie, you have tonishin' sort of lUITON. Betsy II as well )rt on iic- XXXVT, OLll TOWN. T SPENT a summer in tlie Eastern Stales, for tlie purpnsf* of studying Yankee cliaracter, and picking up sueh jieculiarities of dialect and expression as 1 could, from constant communica- lion witli the " critters " themselves. In Boston, I was thus in- vited by a countryman to visit the town in which lie lived. " Wal, stranger, can't you come down our way, and give ua a show ? " " Where do you live ? " inquired T. " Oh, abeout halt' way between this ere and sunrise." "Oh, yes," said I, adopting at once the stylo of the coun- Iryman, "I know; where the trees grow under-ground, and l;i11s weigh two hundred pounds. AV'here some on 'em are so i.it, they grease tlie cart-wheels with their shadow, and some on 'em so tliin, you're obliged to look at 'em ^■, ice afore you can see 'em at all." " Wal, I guess you've been there," says be, saying which, the countryman departed. XXXVII. " FALLING OFF A LOO," IN A GAME OF '' GETIN UP." '■ Hoss and boss ! " " Yes ; * boss and boss,' and my deal ! " "I'll double the bet and have the whole bottle or none." " Let me cut, and I'll stand it." " S'pose we both take a little drink first," said Chunkey. " No : darned if I do ! thar ain't enough for us both — if T win I'll drink it, and you must wait till a boat comes, if you die ! If you win, I'll wait, if I die ! " Such was the conversation between Jim and Chunkey, as lliey were sitting across a log on the banks of the Yazoo Kiver, surrounded by a cloud of musquitoes, playing " seven-up " for a remaining bottle of whisky, which Avas not enough for the two, aud *' wouldn't set one forward " much. They were just return- ISS TKAITS OF A^inillCAX HUMOUR. inj^ from "Hoar Crook, in Township 17, Eango 1, wlicro llicv liiid soiiio liiuids (IccuUMiiiij; timber, prcp.irator}' to opcninL; a planlfitioii ill the Fall. They liad sent the negroes to tlie river to take a Mleainboat, wliilst tliuy, with tlioir furniture, and the remains of a forty-two ^alU)n " red-hOiiJ," came down Deer Creek in a day, out into False Lake, through False Lake into AVasp Lake, and downtliat to where it empties into the Yazoo, and here on tlie banks of that river our scene ojiens. *' Go ahead, then," said Chmikey, " shuffle, deal, and win, if you can, but take out that Jack what's torn! " 1 took the Jack out, sluillled, dealt, and at it wc wont. Chunkey looked miglity reared ; his eye was sorter oneasy, niid dartin' about, and he seemed to be choked as he kept tryin' lo Kwnller sometlnn' — tlie long beard on his face looked powerful black, or else his face looked ])Owerful white, one or the 'yetlior. We both played mighty slow and careful. The lirst hand I made "high, low," and Chunkey " game ; " the second hand i made "low, Jack," and Chunkey "liigh, game." " Four to three," says L " Yes, and my deal," said Chunkey. lie gin 'em the iSunnower "si ufde," and I the Big Gron?;,* "cut," and pushed 'em back. Chunkey dealt 'em mighty slow. and \\ ^pt tryin' to see my cards, but I laid my hand on 'em as fast as they fell on the log, to prevent him from seein' the marks. lie turned up the Ace of Clubs. "When I looked at my hand, thar was the Xing, Jack, Nine, and Deuce, — I led my King- " High ! " savs I. " Low ! " said Chunkey, poppin' down the Tray. " Not edzactly," said 1, hawlin' in the trick, anil Icadin' tlio Deuce, and jist as I done so, I seed. Chunkey starin' over my shoulder, lookin' wilder nor a dvin' bar. 1 never seed a in;' i look so awful in my life. I thought he were gwine to have a fit. "Ya, ya!" said he, "falliii-' olF the log," cryin' "Sued?! snalce ! " I never took time to look, but made a big he-spring about twenty feet in the cane, the har on my head standin' stiif as bristles and ratlin' like a raftsman's bones, with the Sky lake ager, and the bad feelins runnin' down to my toes. I reckon you never seed a man so frightened of snakes as I is, and I've been so all my life ; Fd rather fight the biggest bar in t]i'.> swamp with his own weapons, teeth and claws, tnkin it rou^'i and tumble, dependin' on my mind and knowledge of a bar's character, than come in contact with a big rusty highland nio- TIIAITS OF AMKlilCAN IIUM(JLU. ISJ loro llicy )j)('ning a the river ', ami the )wn Deer Lake' into ho Yazoo, md win, if \VG went. neasv, nml b try in' In I powei'l'iil 10 'vether. 'st liaiid I iiid hand i iillitv ^low. on 'em as the marks, fc my liand, ny king- oadin' tlio over my eed a miv.\ to have ;i rincj about in' stiii as e Sky lake I reckon and I'vt' Dar in the n it rong'i of a bar's '•hland mo- cnsain or rattlesnake, and lliat's tlie reason T never luints in tho suuitner-time. Whi'n 1 lived up on Dier Creek, tiiar was a perfect cord of all yorts, and I used to wear all sunn)\er tho thickest kind of cow-hide boots, reaehin' up to n>y hips, and I never went into the Held, 'eeptin on a mule, with a doul)l<'-bar- relled gun at that. Thiy, Chunkey knowed ; and whenevi'r ho ^ced one lie gin me warnin'. Chunkey ain't afraid of snakrs ; h^-'il jist as soon eat of a gourd with a snake as not, if the onako would help himself aiul not mechlle with his lieker. AVell, arter lookin' about a spell I eouhhi't see no snake-sign, and I then iiollercd to Chunkey, but darned a word did he say. It then Hashed across my mind that as Chunkey fell on the side of the log whar the lieker lay, he i)iir/hf ;H)rt er taste it, as he wero dry enough to bo able to swaller a Hi tie ai a time ; so I strncl: a lick back to the log and looked over, and thar he lay, jist curled up like a 'coon in tho sunshine, (iiid (lie huilh.ji.st tjliail to his lips, and tho lieker runnin' down his throat like a storm ! darn him, I hadden't no time to think afore I bounced at him ! I struck across his snout, and he nailed my thumb in his jaws, and rostled up a handful of dirt and throwed it in my eyes, and that sot me to gwine, and I throwed tho licks into him right; and left, and I made the fur ily, / fell you ; but Chunkey stood it like a man! Darned the word did he bay ; he wouldn't hol- ler, he was perfecth/ (jamc ! "No, that's a fact ! I didn't holler; I didn't have time ; while you were working away on that gum-knot, I w ere standin' up agin a little dog-wood linishin' the lieker! " " How comes it that you never wrung in that part of tho story about the knot before ! " " 'Cause, I'd done got the lieker, and I was satisfied ; you thought you'd gin me some mighty big licks, and you was satisfied ; and it would have been mean in me to crow over \ ou tiieu: you was out of lieker, tobacco, and had your fist all skinned and beat as soft as a bar's foot ! Oh no, Jim, I'm rea- sonable, iis." " Well, yo along ; if! don't set you to gnawin' somethin' harder than that knot afore long, then my name ain't nothin' i a me, and I don't car for nobody, that's all." " All sot," says Chunkey, " let's lieker. You wanted to know what 'fallin' of a log ' meant, and I thought I'd show you ; but, my honey, I'll jist let you know if you'd a hit nw any of them licks what you struck ' right and left ' into that knot, I'd a gin you a touch of panter fistcuH's — a sort of cross of th(; scratch ou the bite — and a powerful strong game it is, in a cloye 1!)0 TKAIIS OF AMi:iiICAN' IIUMUL'U. fii,^]it. C()im», irmts. l(>l/s lickcr, and then I can beat any m.-'n tliat wars liar, tor a miglity nice cliuiik of a poucy, at any gau.L' oi' short cards : Oh, tlio Wiiu'i,">iH'r was a niij;]ity luaii, a iiii;rhty man was lie ; IJcM pop his w hip, and stretch his chains, ami hullur ' w.i, j^cc I '" XXXVllI. A YANICKY CAUD-TABLE. AViiKN I was about leavinj; Xovv Orl(>ans, ulandinoj upon tin) Lmce, waitini^ ibr my luggage, 1 was thtis addressed by a lou;, lean, down-Easter : '* ISav yeou, which of these things slips up lust ? " "What?" said I. " Whieh of these things slips up fust ? " '■ ]}() you mean which steamboat goes up the river first ? " "Yes, I'll be darned if 1 don't." "That one," said 1, pointing to the nearest. " I'm in an awful hurry to git eout of this. It is so thunder- ing hot, and I smell the yeller i'axcr all reound." This individual had a very intellectual forehead, measuring about an inch and a quarter in height, and punched in at thi* sides to nuitch. liis eyes were set deep in their sockets, and something like a pig's, only the colour was not as good. ili.^ nose pushed boldly out, as it started from the lower part of his forehead, as though it meant to be something, but when it had reached half its destination, it bent suddenly in like ajjar- rot's beak. His upper lip was long and thin, and was stretched on a sort of rack, which was made by a couple of supernumenu-y teeth, which stuck out very prominently. His chin, too modcj-t; to attempt a rivalry with his projecting lip, receded backwards towards the throat, so that, to look at him in front, you did not perceive that he had any chin at all. His hair was very liglit and bristly. A snulf-colourcd coat of domestic manufacture adorned the up[)er r-'\rt of his person. It was an ancient ail'air. The velvet was worn from the collar in several places, but which was carefully patched with red llannel, being the nearest ap- proach to the original colour of the c«jllar that could be foiuid in liis domestic menagerie of reserved rags. The buttons, wdiieh one would naturally look for at the bottom of the waist, had wandered up between his shoulders. The coat was remarkably TiiAiTs OF a:mi:uican iii'Mori:. IDL any mnn liny i^aii.f cu!'" ^ upon U'o by a lou-, r first thundor- measuniii; ill at tlii^ L-kets, a 11; I od. His art of Ills wlien it ike a});ii'- retcht'd on minierai-y 00 inodt';-t ack wards Li did net very li.^lit n lit act u 10 ent all air. )ut whic'li earest ap- be I'oiiiid 3118, whicii vaist, luid nnarkably loTif:^, o\tendini; from liiiili up on the Hliouldcrs to the lower part ot'llu' calvesot'liis len'n. He was sli^liliy rouiid-sli(Mi!(lered,Ho iliat wli'.ii lie stood ri;;lil 14), a hiiimII lady iniL'jIit liavi' I'oiiiid sli'.Iter in a rain storm in the vaeaiiey left bi-tweeii the eoat and the back. Jlis pants, to eommoii observers, would have been called too nhort, but ho denied this, uverrini; that his lei^x were too loni; lor his trowsers. On his arm hunu; an old-lashioned eamlet cloak, with the liniiiLC oI'Ljfccn bai/e haie^Mn'.,' about a (piark-r of a yard below the edge of the camlet, lie said this was no fault of the linini,', anyhow; "it i^ot wet, and t'other shrunk a leotle, but the linitiLj stuck to it like bla/.es." The Yaidaring the noise, steppecl forward, and told the Yankey if he wished to see the Captain, ho was commander of the boat. " Dew tell ? Wal, I swan, you have got a kind of command- ing way about you, tliat's a tact." " What do you wish ? " said the Captain." " AYal, I Avaiit a bathe." "Very well, jump into the river, theiv is plenty of water." " I tell you, 1 want a bathe." " AVell, don't I tell you to jump in, you can swim across if you like ; we shall uot start just et." " I want a batlu^ to lie down in. Now do you know whr.t I mean, daru you ? " " Oh, you want a berth ? " " AYal, darn you,-<.lidu't I say bathe? I know what I'm about, I guess." " I will accommodate you as far as T can," said the Captain, " but I've nothing but a mattress to otfer, and that is upon the cabin floor." " Dew tell." " It is the onl}'- one that is vacant, and the cabin floor is covered with them, so you had better secure it at once." " AVal, then, I guess I'd better turn right in." I omitted to mention that he carried a valise in his hand. Some one rather impertinently asked him what he had in it. " AVal," said he, " I don't know that it's any of your business, but I don't mind telling on vou. There is two shirts, cue clean, 102 TK.MTS OF AMKIIICAN HUMOUR. t'other dirty; a pair of panls al)()ut ns ^ood as lU'W, (m]y n li'i'tlc worn IjL're and there, and u pair of pistvds. D'ye wailt I yhoidd taico Vm otit ami .show yon 't " AVhen he went down to (urn in, lio put the valiso nnder hi< licad, wraj)pcd his old cloak around him, and threw iiim.self, at ho said, " into the ariiis of (Jiiinibu.s." The maltres>'es on th'' (jther 8id(} of him were ot-.-upied by aoino ron!';h Kontueky boatmen. In the middle of the ni;;ht the.^e men got up and conunen'-ed playini; cardH. Mo table beinjj handy, they made use of the back of our Yankee iViend for one, ami chalked tin- reckonin;; of the f^ame U[)on the camlet cloak, which surround- ed the body of tlu: unconscious .slccipcr. They became interested ni tlu; came, and beit- ants of "'Possum Trot," while those on tlio north are the citi/.ena of '• Turpentine." Dick M'Coy ia a 'Possum-Trotter, a fishing fellow, fishy in his stories, but always aujait in re- gard to matters of setth-ment i;ossip. Seated on a clap-board, a little aft of tho centre of the boat, and facing JDick, I was amused for several hours with hia con- versation, aa we threadt'd tho intricate passagea of the ahoals, now whizzing by and barely touching an ugly ro "k, i.ovv sj)in- ning ro\ind in a little whirlpool, like a tee-totum. The skill of my Palinurus, however, seemed equal to any emerg(Micy ; and we alternately twisted and tumbled along, at the rate of two miles and a half an hour. Aa we came into a small, deep sheet of water, Dick pointed with hia paddle to a smoke issuing from among the trees, ou the " Turpentine " side of the river, and remarked : ''Tliar's whar our huif man lives — Seaborn Brown." *' Ah ! ia he lazy much ? " "Powerful." "Aahow?" " Onet he went out hvmtin', and he wf«s so lazy he 'eluded he wouldn't. So he laid down in the sand, close to the aidge of the water. It come on to rain like the devil, and I, si'i-n him from t'other side, tho't he was asleej), and hollered to him. "Sea I, 'it's rainiii' like wrath, Scab, and why don't you git up ? ' " Ses he, hollerin' back, ' I'm wet anyhow, and thar'a no use.' " After a little, the river begun to rise about live foot an hour, and 1 hollera to him agin. " Ses I, ' Seaborn, the river's a-risin' on to your gun ; tlie but'a half way in the w ater now.' "Ses he, hollerin' back, 'The water ain't gwine to hurt the wood part.' " 1 waited a few minutes, and sung out : 13 194 TRAITS OF A.>IERICAN HUMOUR. " * Seaborn, you're half under water yourself, and your gun- lock is in the river ! ' *' Ses he, * I never ketches cold, and thar's no load in the gun, and besides, she needs a washin' out.' " And, Squire," continued Dick, " the last I seen of him that day, he tuck a fl;'.sk out of his pocket, as he lay, drinkt, ketclit some water in the flask, and drinkt aj^ain, as he lay ; and then throw' d his face hack, this way, like, to keep the river out nf his mouth and nose ! " Amused at Dick's anecdote of his lazy nciglibour, I solicited some information about tlie occupant of a cabin nearly in tlie water, on the 'Possum Trot side. At the very door of the dwelling commenced a fish-trnp dam ; and on the trap stood a stalwart fellow in a red flannel shirt, and pantaloons that were merely breeches — the legs be- ing torn off entirely. " Who's that ? " I asked. " Wait till we pass him, and I'll tell you." We tumbled onward a few yards. "That's Jim Ed'ards ; he loves cat-fish some! ireU, he does ! Don't do nothin' but ketch 'em. Some of the boys says he's got slimy all over, like unto a cat — don't know about that; all I know is, we ketcht one in the seine, that weighed over forty pounds. Thar was a mocassin tuk out of it longer than my arm. And nobody wouldn't have it then, but Jim. As we was goin' home, Jim a totin' the iisli — ses I, ' Jim, you ain't a gwine to eat that cat, sure/y .' ' *' Ses he, ' Pshaw ! that mocassin warn't nothin'.' - " Ses I, ' Jim, enny man that'll eat a cat, would eat a bull- frog.' " And with that, he knocked me down and liked to a killed me: and that was the reason I didn't want to tell you about bun twell we'd passed him." As we neared a pretty little island, on which were a house and two or three acres in cultivation : "Thar," said Dick, "is Dock JS'orris's settle?;?^?/. I guess he wont ^ play horse' agin in a hurry. He claims 'Pos.'um Trot for his beat, but we'd all rather he'd take Turping- tine." " What game was that he played ? " I asked. " Oh ! })layin' horse. See, thar was a crowd of boys come down aud kamped on Turj)iu£;tine sid(% to seine. They was but a lit lie ways from the river — leastways thar camp tire Avas — and between the river and it, is a pretty knoll, whar the river's left a pretty bed of white sand as big as a garden spot, al]( TRAITS OF AMERICAN HUMOUR. 105 r giyi- in the of him drinkt, y ; and r out if olicited r in the sh-trnp flannel legs be- '^ell, he he boys w about Iweighed ut Jim. im, you ,t a biill- a killed Du about a house I miesa 'Posoum Turpiug- iva come liev was tire was vhar the len spot, and flight at it the water's ten foot deep, and it's about the aame from the top of the bluff to the water. " A big, one-eyed fellow named Ben Baker, was at the head of the town crowd, and as soon as they'd struck a camp, Ben and his fellers, except one (a lad like), tuck the seine and went away down the river, fishin', and was gone a'most all day. Well, Dock bein' of a sharp, splinter-legged, miuk-face feller, gits some of his boys, and goes over in the time, and they drinks all Ben's whiskey and most all his cotfee, and eats up all his bacon meat — 'sides bein' sassy to the boy. Arter a while here comes Ben and his kump'ny back, wet and tired, awl hungry. The boy told 'em Dock Norris and his crowd had eat and drunk up everything, and Ben's one eye shiued like the- ev'u- ing star. " Whar's he ? " axed Ben ; and then he turned round and seed Dock and his boys, on thar all-fours squealin' and rearin', plai/in' horse, they called it, in that pretty sandy place. Ben went right in amongst 'em, and ses he, ' I'll play horse, too,' and then he came down to his all-fours, and here they had it, round and round, rearin', pitchin', and cavortin' ! Dock was might'ly pleased that Bon didn't seem mad; but bime-by, Ben got him close to the bank, and then, in a minute, gethered him by the seat of his breeches and the bar of the head and slung him twenty foot out in the current. About the time Dock ris, Ben had another of the crowd harnessed, and he throw'd /tim at Dock! Then he pitched another, and so on, tvvell he'd thrown 'em all in. You oughter 'a seen 'ein swim to the shoals and take that bee-line for home ! " " Why didn't they turn on him and thrash him ? " I asked. " Oh, you see he was a great big fellow, weighed two hun- dred, and was as strong as a yoke of oxen ; and you know, 'squire, most of the people is mighty punii-like, in the Trot. Well; plnj/iii' horse got broke up after that." AVheu the next clearing came into view, I inquired of M'Coy, whose it was. ''Don't you know, 'squire? Ain't you never seen him? Why, it's old Bill Wallis's place, and he's our itcjJjjvuin! The whole livin' breathin' yeth ain't got the match to his pictcr! His mouth is split every way, and turned w.-ong-side out, and when he opens it, it's like spreadin' an otter trap to set it. The skin's constant a pealing' from his nose, and his eyes looks like they was just stuck on to his face with ])ins! Jlc's got hardly any skin to shet his eyes, with, and not a sign of bar to that little ! His years is like a wolfs, and his tongue's a'most allers hangin' out of his mouth ! His whole face looks like it 19G TRAITS OF AMERICAN IIUxMOUR. was half-roasted ! "Why, he's oblcP2:ccl to stny 'bont home ; the nabor women is afraid tlieir babies 'ill be like him ! " Just ai"ter this last story we reached a fall of two feet, over which Dick's plan was to descend bow-foremost, witli a "ca-souse," as he expressed it. J3ut we ran upon a rock, the current swayed us round, and over we went, broad-side. " Tliia is an ugly scrape, Dick," said I, as soon as we got ashore. "•Yes, 'squire, but not so ugly as old AVallis ; thar's nuthin but death can eekal him. llowsever, less leave bailin' the boat twcll mornin', and go and stay with old Billy to-night, and then you'll see for yourself." So, instead of sleeping at the Horse-shoe, we spent the nio-ht with old Jiillv and his folks ; and we had a rare tiu^p there I assure you. XL. KICKING A YANKEE. A TEiiY handsome friend of ours, who a few weeks ago was pol'cd out of a comfortable oilice up the river, has betaken him- self to iSangor, for a time, to r(XH)ver from the wound inilicted upon his feelings by our '• unprincipled and immolating admin- istration." Change of air must have had an instantaneous effect upon his spirits ; for, from Galena, he writes us an amusing letter, which, among other things, tells us of a desperate quarrel that took nlace on board of tlie boat between a real live dandv tourist, and a real live Yankee settler. The latter trod on the toes of the former ; whereupon the former threatened to " Kick out of the cabin" the latter. "You'll kick me out of this cabing ? " "Yes, Sir, I'll kick you out of this cabin ! " "You'll kick one. Mr Ilitchcoch, out of this cabing?'* " Yes, Sir, I'll kick you, Mr Hitchcock ! " "AVal, I guess," said the Yankee, very coolly, after being ]-)erfectly satisfied that it was himself who stood in such immi- nent peril of assault — " I guess, since you talk of kicking, you've never heard me tell about old Bradley and my mare, there, to hum?" (( Iso, Sir, nor do I wish — »» home ', o feet, 'svith a ck, ihu we gfit nil thin he bout .ud then ent the lire tiny) TRAITS OF AMERICAN HUMOUR. 197 figo was ken him- inilictcd ig admin- fect upon ng letter, irrel th:it 'c dandy )d on the .0 " Kick »» rter being Ich inimi- \ kicking, ire, there, " "Wal, guess it won't set you back mueh, anyliow, a3 kieking's generally best tobeeonsidered on. You see old Bradley is one of these sanctimonious, long-faced hypocrites, who put on a religious suit every Sabbath morning, and with a good deal of screwing, manage to keep it on till after sermon in the afternoon ; and as 1 was a Universiilist, he allers picked me out as a sub- ject for religious conversation — and the darned hypocrite would talk about sacred things, without ever winking. Wd], \w had an old roan mare that would jump over any fourteen-rail fence in Illinois, and open any door in my barn thut hadn't a padlock on it. Tu or three times I found her iu my stable, and 1 told Bradley about it, and he was ' very sorry ' — ' an unruly animal ' — ' would watch her,' and a hull lot of such things, all said in a vory serious manner, with a iace twice as long as Deacon Far- rar's on Fast day. I knew all the time he was lying, and so I watched him and his old roan tu ; and for three niglits regular, old roan came to my stable about bed time, and just at daylight Bradley would come, bridle her, and ride oil". 1 then just took my old mare down to a blacksmith's shop, and had some shoes made with ' corks ' about four inches long, and had 'em nailed on to her hind i'eet. Your heels mister, ain't nulhiiig to 'em. I took her home, give her about ten feet halter, and tied her right in the centre of tlie stable, fed her well with oats about nine o'clock, and after taking a good smoke, went to bed, know- ing that my old mare was a truth-telling animal, and that she'd give a good report of herself in the morning. I hadn't got fairly to sleep before the old 'oman hunched me, and wanted to know what on airth was the matter out at the stable. " Says I, ' Go tu sleep, Peggy, it is nothing but Kate — she is kicking olf Hies, I guess ! ' " Purty soon she hunched me again, and says she, " ' Mr Hitchcock, du git up and see what in the world is the matter with Kate, for she is kicking most powerfully.' " ' Lay stdl, Peggy, Kate will take care of* herself, I guess.' " Wal, the next morning, about daylight, Bradley, with bridle in hand, cum to the stable, as true as the book of Gene- sis ; when he saw the old roan's sides, starn, and head, he cursed and swore worse than you did, mi:>ter, when I came down on your toes. Arter breakfast that morning Joe Davis cum to my house, and says he, " ' ]3radley's old roan is nearly dead — she's cut all to pieces, and can scarcelv move.' *' ' I Avant to know,' says I, • how on airth did it happen ? ' "Xow, Joe Davis was a member of the same church with 198 TRAITS OF AMERICAN HUMOUR. Bradley, and whilst ^'ie were talking, up cum that everlastin' hy- pocrite, and says he, " ' Mr Hitchcock, my old roan is ruined ! ' "'Du tell,' says I. " ' She is cut all to pieces,' says he ; 'do you know whe- ther slie was in your stable, Mr Hitchcock, last night ? ' '' Wal, mister, with this I let out ; " ' Do I knoio it ? ' — (the Yankee here, in illustration, made a sudden advance upon the dandy, who made wi;y for him uncon- sciously, as it were) — * Do I know it ? you no-souled, shad-bel- lied, squash-headed, old night-owl you ! — you hay-hookin', corn- cribbin', fodder-tudgin', cent-shavin', whilhn'-of-nuthin' you ! — Kate kicks like a mere dumb beast, but I've reduced the thing to a science ! ' " The Yankee had not ceased to advance, or tlio dandy, in his astonishment, to retreat ; and now, the motion of the latter being accelerated by an apparent demonstration on the part of the former to "suit the action to the word," he found himsjlf in the "social hall," tumbling backwards over a pile of baggage, and tearing the knees of his pants as he scram- bled up, a perfect scream of laughter stunning him from all sides. The defeat w:is total : a few moments afterwards he was dragging his own trunk ashore, while Mr Hitchcock finished his story on the boiler deck. XLI. WHY MK SELLUM DISPOSED OF THE HOESE. A MATTER Of FACT STOIIY. INIr Sellum is a horse-jockey ; that is, when he is not more profitably employed, he is not ashamed, so he says, to " try his fort'n in that very respectable callin'." He dropped in at Bailey's bazaar a few weeks since ; and very soon after Solium arrived, a superb-looking charger, mounted by a graceful rider, pranced lip the court, and entered the arena, to be sold at public ven- due. " There he is, gents," said the auctioneer ; " there he is ! a splendid beast ! Look at him, and judge for yourselves. There's an ear, a forearm, a nostril, an eye for you! That ani- mal, gentlemen, was ' knocked down ' to a gentleman under the TRAITS OF AMERICAN HUMOUR. 199 till iiy- w whe- , mad..' a I uncoii- had-bel- n', corii- ' you ! — be thing 3, or the Lotion of ation on ord," he [3 over a e scratu- Irom all 1 he was finished not more " try his Bailey's arrived, pranced iblic yen- re he is ! )urselve3. That ani- inder the hnmmer, less than three months ago, for avo hundred and eighty dollars. But I atu authorized to day to sell that horse — let hiiu bring more or less, lie's a beauty ; fine figure, splendid saddle- beasst, natural gait fourteen miles to the hour, trots a mile in 2' 42" ; and altogether he's a great horse," which last remark no one could doubt, for he weighed eleven hundred pounds. " How much am I oflered I'or that beautiful beast ? " continued the auctioneer. " Move him round the ring once, John. That's it ; elegant motion." There the horse sto])ped short, and refused to budge an inch, though John buried the rowels to the shoulder in his ribs. '■ Give me a bid, gentleman, if you please. The horse must be sold." "'J'wenty dollars," was heard from one corner of the room. " Tivenl)/ dollars ! " screamed the auctioneer, with a seem- ingly ironical laugh. '• I'm ottered the stupendous sum of twenty dollars, gentlemen, for that horse. Are there no sausage- makers in this congregation ? I'm ottered only twenty dollars ! But, as I said before, the horse is here to be sold, so I shall ac- cept the bid. Twenty dollars. I'm offered twenty dollars — twenty — twenty — give me thirty ? 'J'wenty dollars — twenty — did I hear thirty ? Twenty dollars — ^Ixejive / Twenty dollars — say one. Shall I have tw^enty-one ? If that's the best bid, down he must go, gentlemen ! Twenty dollars ! going! Twenty, only. AVho's the fortunate buyer ? " " Sellum, John Sellum," said our friend. " John Sellum, twenty dollars," says the auctioneer; " you've got a horse as is a horse, Mr Sellum." And the fortunate John bore his magnificent charger away in triumph. A few days subsequently, an old acquaintauco met John in the cars, and inquired about his purchase. " Got that horse yet, John ? " " No, I sold him." " So soon— what for ? " " Wal, nothin' in particular ; but I didn't fancy the critter, all things considered." " He was sound ; wasn't he ? " " Wall, I reckon he wasn't ; that is to say, I calk'late he wasn't. Show'd very good pluck, till I got him down into AVashington Street, after I left the baz-a-r, but just opposite the Old South, he fell slap down on the pavement." " Pshaw ! you don't say so ! " "Yaas. Blindstaggers — wu&t kind. But I didn't mind that, so I took him home, and nussed him up a little. Put him in the gig next day ; wouldn't start a peg ! Coax'd him, draw'd 200 TRAITS OF AMERICAN HUMOUR. liim, rnn a hot wiro in his enr, wolliip'd him, and bo fortli ; and finally, 1 built a fire under him. All no use ; cunning cuss, sot rito down on the pile o' lighted shavina, and put it out." Here his friend smiled. " That wasn't notliin' tho'. AVent to git inter the wag'n, and he started 'fore I gath'red up the ribbins. AVent 'bout three rods for'ard, and stopped agin quieker'n lightnin'. Brought him back, put him in the stall — low stable — got out ot his reach, and then begun to whale him. Then he kicked up agin ; knocked the floorin' all through over head, stove his shoes olY, broke his halter, and then run hrxck inter the stable-floor. Trao- door happened to be open, and down went his hind legs, clear to the hips. There I had him foul." " Yes, you did," replied his friend. " I got a piece o' plank, an' I lam'd 'im for 'bout ten mi- nutes, w'en, I be hanged, if he didn't (/if mad ! and kick hisself out o* the hole. Next mornin' found him swelled up as big as four hogsheads, liub'd sperrets o' turpentine all over 'im, an' the un- grateful rascal kep tryin' to kick me for't. Give him nothin' to eat for eight days, and the swellin' went down. Took him out o' the stable, and found him lame behind.'''' "A^ery likely." " But on a closer examination, see he was full as lame for'- ard; one balanced t'other, so's he cotddn't limp. One e3'e had been knocked out in the fight, but the head-stall kivered that misfort'n. Brushed 'im up kerefully, and put on tlie shiny har- ness. Led him down the street, an' met an old gent iu search of a ' spirited ' beast. Asked me if I wanted to sell ? " ' No, Sir,' sez I. *' ' AVot'll you take for'm ? ' sez he. " * He's high strung,' sez I. " * He is,' sez he ; ' wot's he wuth ? ' *■ * I never warrants bosses,' sez I. ' If you want'm jest as he is. A^ou're a good judge o' bosses, no doubt ? ' sez I. '" AVal, I am,' sez he. " ' A^ery well, then : you may have'ni for two hundred dol- lars.' " The old gent pecked in his mouth, stroked his neck, iook- ed very knowin', and replied, " ' I'll give you a hundred and fifty.' " * Split the ditlerence,' sez I. " ' Done ! ' sez he. " ' The boss is yourn,' sez I. " He give me the money, took the animal, an' that's the last I've heene o' him or that boss." TRAITS OF AMi:UICAX IIUMOUU. 201 fortl it out." g'n, and Lit three Brought it ot his \) agin ; hoes olV, r. Trao- g,s, clear '* Possible ! " exclaimed his friend. " Yaas, under all the circumstances, I tliort it wan't best to keep the beast, you see, so I let him go." " Where are you going now ? " asked his friend. "To York." *' AVhen do you return ? " '' JVoi at i)resenf,'' said Mr Sellimi, slyly; and I reeliou hc3 didu't. XLII. ten mi- •k hisself ig as four i' the un- 10 thin' to : him out lame for'- B eye had ?red that iny har- lu search 'm jest as 1." id red dol- eck, look- 's the last METAPHYSICS. IMosT people are of opinion that whatever is, is right ; but, strange to say, an acquaintance with pen and ink and that sort of tiling is very apt to reverse this opinion. No sooner do we begin to study metaphysics, than we find liow egreirioiisly we have been mistaken, iu supposing that " Master Parsou is really Master Parson." I, for my part, have a high opinion of metaphysical studies, and think the science a very useful one, because it teaches peo])le what sheer nobodies they are. The only objection is, they are not disposed to lay this truth suiliciently to heart, but continue to give themselves uu'S, just as if some folks were really some folks. Old Doctor Sobersides, the minister of Pumkinville, where I lived in my youth, was one of the metaphysical divines of the old school, and could cavil upon the ninth part of a hair about entities and quiddities, nominalism and realism, free will and necessity, with which sort of learning he used to stulf his ser- in'ons and astound his learned hearers, the bumpkins. They never doubted that it was all true, but were apt to say with the old WiOman in Moliere : " II parlc si bien que jc n'cnteiid goutte." I remember a conversation that happened at my grand fa- ther's, in which the Doctor had some diiilculty in making his metaphysics all " as clear as preaching." There was my giand- I'ather; Uncle Tim, who was the greatest hand at raising onions iu our part of the country, but " not knowing metajdiysics, had no notion of the true reason of his not being sad ; " my Aunt Judy Xeturah Titterweli, Avho could knit stockings lilie ail 202 TKAITS OF A5IERICAN HUMOUR. possest, but could not syllogize ; Malachi Miiggs, our h'wvA lu.'iii, that drove the oxen, and Isaac Thrasher, the distru-t KclioolniaHter, who had dropped in to warm his fini;era arid <;it a drink of cider. Something was under discuission, and my grandfather could make nothing of it ; but the Doctor said it was " metaphysically true." " Pray, Doctor," said Uncle Tim, " tell me something about metaphysics ; I have often heard of that science, but never lur my life could lind out what it was." " JNletaphysics," said the Doctor, " is the science of abstrac- tions." " I'm no wiser for that explanation," said Uncle Tim. "lb treats," said the Doctor, "of matters most profound and sublime, a little dilUcult perhaps for a common intellect or an unschooled capacity to fathom, but not the less important, on that account, to all living beings." " What does it teach ? " asked the schoolmaster. " it is not applied so much to the operation of teaching," answered the Doctor, " as to that of incjuiring ; and the chief inquiry is, whether things are, or whether they are not." " 1 don't understand the queslion, ' said Uncle Tim, taking the pipe out of his mouth. " i'or example, whether this earth on which we tread," said the Doctor, giving a heavy stamp on the floor, and setting liis foot slap on the cat's tail, " whether this earth does really exi^t, or whether it does not exist." " That is a point of considerable consequence to settle," said my grandfather. " Especially," added the ^schoolmaster, " to the holders ot real estate." "Now the earth," continued the Doctor, " may exist — " " "VVho the dogs ever doubted that ? " asked Uncle Tim. " A great many men," said the Doctor, " and some very learned ones." Uncle Tim stared a moment, and then began to fill up his pipe, whistling the tune of High Betty Martin, while the Doc- tor went on : "The earth, I say, may exist, although Bishop Berkeley has proved beyond all possible gainsaying or denial, that it does not exist. The case is clear ; the only difficulty is, to know whether we shall believe it or not." " And how," asked Uncle Tim, " is all this to be found out?" "By digging down to the first principles," answered the Doctor. mr hired ) district a and <;vt , and inv ,or said it ing about never lur (t* abstrac- rnn. profound itellec't or mportant, teachini];," . the chief ot." iui, talvini; read," said setting liis eally exit-t, ;tle," said jolders ot' xist— " le Tim. lOme very fill up his the Doc- rkeley has at it does , to know be found wered the TRAITS OF AMERICAN HUMOUR. 20;i *' Ay," intrrnipted Malachi, "there is nothing equal to the Fpade nud ])ickaxe." " That is true," said my grandfatlier, coinj^ on in ^ralaelu\s vnv, " 'tis by diL:;;;ing for the foundation that wc shall tind out wiicther the world exists or not; for, if we dig to 'he bottom of the earth and find a foundation — why then wo aro sure of it. But if we find no foundation, it is clear that the world stands upon nothing, or, in other word.n, that it does not stand ut all ; therefore, it stands to reason — " "I beg your pardon," interrupted the Doctor, "but you totally mistake me; I used the word (/ir/r/inf/ metaphorically, meaning the profoundeat cogitation and research into the na- line of thiiifjs. That is the way in which we may ascertain whether things aro or whether they are not." " But if a man can't believe his eyes," said Undo Tim, " what signifies talking about it ? " " Our eyes," said the Doctor, "are notliing at all but Iho inlets of sensation, and when we see a thing, all we are awar;) of is, that we have a sensation of it ; we are not sure that the? thing exists. We are sure of nothing that we see with our eyes." " Xot without spectacles," said Aunt Judy. " Plato, for instance, maintains that the sensation of any object is produced by a perpetual succession of copies, images, or counterfeits streaming off from the object to the organs of sensation. Descartes, too, has explained the matter upon the principle of whirligigs." " But does the world exist ?" asked the schoolmaster. " A good deal may be said on both sides," replied the Doctor, " though the ablest heads are for non-existence." " In common cases," said Uncle Tim, " those who utter non- sense are considered blockheads." " But in metaphysics," said the Doctor, " the case ia different." " Now all this is hocus pocns to me," said Aunt Judy, sus- pending her knitting work, and scratching her forehead with one of the needles. " I don't understand a bit more of the business than I did at first." " I'll be bound there is many a learned professor," said Uncle Tim, " could say the same after spinning a long yarn of metaphysics." The Doctor did iiot admire this gibe at his favourite science. " That is as the ca^e may be," said he ; "this tiling or that thing may be dubious, but what then ? Doubt is the beginning of wisdom." 20 i TRAITS OF AMKUICAN lirMOCR. " No (louht of llmt," paid my ppaiidratlior, Ix'L^inniii:]^ to poko ilie lire, "but wlidi n man haa ;;()t tliroii:;!! liis (l()u!)iin:^' wluit does ho boiijin to build iijjon in the mrlaphysieal way ? " '' Wliy, bo bc-yiny by takiiiL,' something I'ur granted," huid the Doctor. " Rut la t1iat a suro way of pjoinc; to work ? " " 'Tis tlio ouly thing lie can do," replied the Doctor, after a piuso, and ru!)bing liis foreliead as if lie was not altogether t<;'.LiHlied that his foundation was a solid one, jMy grandfather might have posed iiiin with another question, but he poked the lire and let him go on. " jMetnphysies, to speak exactly — " "Ah," interrupted the sehcxdmastcr, "bring it down to vulgar fractions, and then we shall nnth'rstand it." " 'Tis the consideration of immateriality, or the mere spirit end essence of things." *' Come, come," said Aunt Judy, taking a pinch of suUiV " now I see into it." "Thus, man is considered, not in bis corporeality, but in his essence or capability of being ; for a n'lan metaphysically, or to metaphysical purposes, hath two natures, that of spirituality imd that of eorporeitv, which mav be considered separate." " What man ? " asked Uncle"Tim. " AVhy any man ; ]Malaehi there, for example, I may consider liim as ]\lalachi spiritual or Malachi corpi)ral." " That is true," said IMalachi, "for when I was in the mili- tia, they made me a sixLeentli corporal, and I carried grog to 1 iie drummer." "That is another affair," said the Doctor, in cmitinuation, " we speak of man in his essence ; we speak also of the esseiice of locality, the essence of duration — " " And essence of peppermint," said Aunt Judy. " Pooh ! " said the Doctor, " the essence I mean is quite ci (lifTerent concern." " yomethiuLj too fine to be dribbled throuirh the W'orin of a still," said my grandfather. " Then 1 atn all in the dark again," rejoined Aunt Judy. "Bv the siiirit and essence of things 1 mean things in tlio abstract." " And what becomes of a thing when it gets into the ab- t^tract ? " asked Uncle Tim. " AVhy, it becomes an abstraction." " There we are again," said Uncle Tim ; " but what the deuce is an abstraction r " "It's a thing that has no matter ; that is, it cannot be felt, i:;inniii:^ to s (l()u!)iinL,' way r d," hulil tho tor, after a allo!;(,'tlu'i' ;nm(liathor : poked the it down to mere spirit .'h oT »nu[\'. % but in liis iically, or lo spirituality parate." lav consider n tho mili- icd grog t(j ■>iitinu:itioii, he essence a is quite a TIIAITS OF AMKlilCAX HUMOUR. 120.J I I W'orin 01 fi nt Judy, ings in tho iito the ab- it the deuce not be felt, peon, hoard, smelt, or tasted ; it has no stihstanee or solidity ; it is neillu'r large nor sinal!, hot nor eold, long nor short." " Then what ia the long and short of it r " asked the schoid- inaster. " Abstraetion," replied tho Poetor. " Suppose, for instance," said JMalaclu, " that I had a })iteh- fork— " "Ay," said tho Doctor, "consider a pitchfork in general ; that is, neither this one nor the.t one, nor any partieulahir one, but a pitchfork or pitehfoi-ks divested of tiieir materiality — these are things in the abstract." "They are things in the hay-mow," f?aid INlalachi. " Pi'ay," said Uncle Tim, " have there been many sui-h things discovered ? " " Discovered! " returned the Doctor, " why all thintrs, whe- ther in heaven or npon the earth, or in the waters under the earth, whether small or great, visible or invisible, aiiiinati'or in- anitnate ; whatever the eye can see, or the ear can hear, or tho nose can smell, or the fingers touch ; linally, whati'Ver exists (U* is imaginable in rcrum ludura, past, present, or to come, all may be abstractions." " Indeed ! " said Uncle Tim, " pray what do you make of t lie absti'aetion of a red cow ? " " A red cow," said the Doctor, " considered metnphysieaily, or as an abstraction, is an animal possessing neitlu-r hitle noi* horns, bones nor flosh, but is the mere type, eidolDU, and fan- tastical semblance of these parts of a (]uadru[)ed. It has a shaptj without any substance, and no c(dour at all, for its redness is the mere counterfeit or imagination of such. As it lacks tho positive, so is it also delicient in the accidental properties of all the animals of its tribe, for it has no locomotion, stability, or endurance, neither goes to pasture, gives milk, chews the end, nor performs any other function of a horned beast, but is a inen> creature of the brain, begotten by a freak of tho fancy, and nourished by a conceit of the imagination." "A dog's foot! " exclaimed Aunt Judy. "All the meta- physics nnder the sun wouhhi't make a pound of butter." " That's a fact ! " said Uncle Tim. 200 TKATTS OF AMERICAN HUMOUR. A TIOTIT Tl.VCK CONSTDnilN'. Drinxo my uuMliciil Ktudics, piissiul in a smnll viUmi^c in ^Mississippi, 1 bccamo ac(|iiaiiil(.'cl vvitli a family named llihlis, rcsidinu; a lew milos in the country. The fainily consisted of IMr and INlrs ilibbs and son. Thoy were phiin, nnlettercd ]K»ople, lioncst in inti'iit and dvt'd, but overllowin;^ with tliat >viiich ami)ly made np I'or all their deliciencea of eduealii)ii, namely, warm-hearted liospilality, llu^ distinf^nnsliinpj trait of Houthern cliaracter. They were originally from Virey had sulllcient to keep the '' wolf from the door," and drop aomethin;('ni;il, L'ir luth'Td na realized, Astoriau" ilio door," ^ and tears, jtrL'ring.s uf ntera, men circle, and 'a Jsland" antations, ;y," or the parted and T coiVee as IS back, as daiipjlitcr se circuiii- to " let on lenie. hether the er,) was as Paul, and :)arison3 of horses as d to doubt tlie old Indy^' assertion that luT father's liorsc '' Shumach " had run ii mile on one particular occasion. *' Don't tell ;;<<'," was her never-tailing; reply to their doubts, •'don't tell mr 'bout Fashun or iJostin;^, or any othi>r beatin^' ' !Sliuinach' a fair race, for the thiuj; was unfesil)i(«: didn't he run a mile a minute by Scpiire Dim's wnudi, which always stopt 'zactly at twcdve, ami didn't In; start a minute afore, and «,Mt out, jes as the lonu; hand war j;ivin' its last ipiiver on hctchin' the short lee; of the watch? And didn't he heat everthinti; in Vir<,Mnny 'cept once? D.ul and the folks said hu'd beat then, if younj^ Mr Spotswood hadii't p;ivo 'old Swaijja,' Shutnach's rider, some of that ' Croton water,* and J is 'for(; the race Hwai^o or Shumach, I don't 'stinctly 'member which, but one of them had to ' let down* and so dad's boss y:ot beat." The son I will describe in a few words. Tinbibini]; his parents' contempt for letters, he was V(>ry illlt(>rate, and as he liad not enjoyed the equivalent of travel, was extrenudy ignor- ant on all matters not rcdatinL? to huntiii;^ or plantatiiju duties. Jle was a stout, active fellow, with a merry twinklinLj of the eye, indicative of humour, and partiality for practical jokinLj. AVe had become very intimate, he instructini; me in "forest lore," and 1, in return, ;j[iving amusinn; stories, or, what was as much to bis liking, occasional introductions to my hunting- ilask. Now that I bave introduced tbo " Dramatis Persons," I will proceed with my story. By way of relaxation, and to re- lieve the tedium incident more or less to a student's life, T would take my gun, walk out to old liibbs's, spend a day or two, and return refreshed to my books. One fine afternoon 1 started upon such an excursion, and as 1 had, upon a previous occasion, missed killing a line buck, owing to my having nothing but squirrel shot, 1 determined to go this time for the "antlered monarch," by loading one barnd with tifteen " blue wbistiurs," reserving the other for suudl game. At tbe near end of the plantation was a fine spring, and adjacent, a small cave, tbe entrance artfully or naturally con- cealed, save to one acquainted witii its locality. The cave v.as nothing but one of those subterranean washes so common in the west and south, and called "sink-holes." It was known only to young 11. and myself, and we, for l)eculiar reasons, kept secret, having j)ut it in requisition as the • iepository of a jug of "old Bourbon," -which wc fav()iired, and as the old folks abominated drinking, we had found convenienc 20S TRAITS OF AMKIIICAN HUMOUR. to Loop thorc, ^v]litho^ we would rojiair to got our drinks, and rotiini to the house to lioar I'lioui doso;int on Iho evils of drink- ing, and " vow no ' drap,' 'cept in doctor's truck, should ever come on their plantation." I'Veliug very thirsty, I took my way by the sjnMiin- thut evenin;^. As 1 descended tlie hill o'er-top])in2; it, 1 beheld tlic hind ])arts of a bear slowly being drawn inio the cave. Tdy lieart boinided at the idea of killing a boar, and inv jilans v.ere formed in a second. 1 had no dogs — the house was distant — and the bear becoming "small by degrees, and beau- tifully less." Every hunter knows, if you shoot a squirrel iu the head when it's s;^ticking out of a hole, ten to one he'il jump out; and I reasoned that if this were true regarding squirn-ls, i'.iight not the operation of the same principle extract a bear, applying it low down in the back. Quick as thought I levelled my gun and fired, intending to give him tlie buckshot when his body appeared; but wliat was my surprise and horror, when, instead of a boar rolling out, tl.o parts were jerked nervously in, and the well-known voice ol" young H. reached my ears. " Murder ! Ingins ! snakes and knuckle-burs ! Oh ! Lordy ! 'nuff ! — 'nuff ! — take him off! Jis let me olf this wunst, dad, and I'll never run mam's colt again ! Oh, Lordy ! Lordy ! all mij brains ^l?u'('d chdii out ! Snakes! snakes!" yelled he, jn a shriller tone, ^f possible, " Old Scratch on the outside :iud Miakes in the sink-hole! I'll die a Christian, anyhow, and it' I die before I wake," and out scrambled poor II., pursued by a large black-snake. If my life had depended on it, I could not havv" restrained iny laughter. Down foil the gun, and down dropped I shriek- ing convulsively. The hill was steep, and over and over 1 went, until iuy head sinking agai.nst a stump at tlie bottom, stopped me, half senseless. On recovering somewhat from the stunnin;^ blow, I foinid Hibbs upon me, taking satisfaction from me lor having blowed out his brains. A contest ensued, and H. iinally relinquished his hold, but I saw from the knitting of his brows, that the bear-storm, instead of being over, was just brewing. "JMr Tensas," he said with awful dignity, " I'm sorry I put into you 'fore you cum to, but you're at yourself now, and a.s you've tuck a shot at me, it's no more th':;ji far I should have a jhadce 'fore the hunt's up." It was with the greatest difficulty I could get II. to bcnr Tv'ith me until I explained the mistake; but as soon .is he learned it, he broke out in a huge laugh : "Oh, Dod busted! that's 'nulf; you has my pardon. I THAiTS OF AMERICAN IIUMOUK. 20D [Iriiilcs, and Is of driiik- iliould ever ^priiic; Unit beheld the vc. •ar, and my 3 house ^vas », and boau- squinvl in 3 he'll juHij) \>y Hquirrt'ls, ract a hear, iiteiidlnfT to Lit what was ling out, tl;e wn voice of Oh! Lordy! wunst, dad, ^ly ! Lordy ! ' yelled he, outside una how, and it' pursued by restrained ed I slirick- over 1 went, om, stoppt'd he stunnino; from me loi' id H. iinally A his brows, . brewdng. sorry 1 put now, and as iould have a b H. to bear soon as he oucjht to know'd you didn't 'tend it ; 'sides, you ']\s scraped tlie .^kin. I war wus slverred than hurt, and if you'll go to the house and beg me oH' from the old folks, I'll never let on you cuddent tell copperas breeches from bar-skin." Promising that I would use my inlluence, I proposed talking a drink, and that he siiould tell me how ho had incurred his parents' anger. He ai^sentcd, and after we had inspected the cave, and seen that it held no other serpent than the one we craved, we entered its cool recess, and 11. commenced : "You see. Doc, I'd heered so much from mam 'bout her dad's Shnmach and his nigger Swage, and the mile a minute, r.m\ the Croton water what was gin him, and how slu; bleved that if it warn't for beltin', and the ciissin' and fightiu', runuin' race-hossea warn't the sin folks said it war: and if they war anything to make her 'gret gettin' religion and jinin' the church, it war cos she couldn't 'tend races, and have a race-colt of her own to comfort her 'clinin' years, sich as her daddy had afore her ; so I couldn't rest for wantin' to see a hoss-race, and go shares, p'raps, in the colt she war wishin' for, "And then I'd think what sort of a boss I'd want hir."'- to be — a quarter nag, a mile critter, or a boss what could run (fur all mam says it can't be did) a whole four mile at a stretch. Sometimes I think I'd rather own a quarter nag, for the sus- p^-nse wouldn't long be hurg, and then we could run up tho mad to old Nick liamer's cow-pen, and Sally is almost allers out thar in the cool of the evenin' ; and in course we wouldn't be so cruel as to run the poor critter in tlie heat of the day. But then agin, I'd think I'd rath c have a miler ; for the 'cite- ment would be greater, and we could run down the road to old Wither's orchard, an his gal INIiry is frightfully fond of sunnin' herself thar, when she 'spects me 'long, and she'd liear of tho race, certain ; but then thar war the four miler for my thinkin', and I'd knew'd in such case the 'citement would be greatest of all, and you know, too, from dad's stable to the grocery is jist four miles, an' in case of any 's]}ute, all hands would be willin' to run over, even if it had to be tried a dozen times. " So I never could 'cide on which sort of a colt to wish for. It wr.> fust one, then t'others, till I was nearly 'stracted. So 1 found the best way was to get the boss fust, and then 'tcr- luiue whether it should be Sally Earners, and the cow-peti ; Miry Withers, and tho peach orchard} or Spillman's grocery, with the bald face. You've seed my black colt, that one that dad's fath er r -lardon. me in his will when he died, and I 'spect tlie re that wdll war, that he might have wuu then, for U he ason it's more wrote tl leu 210 TRAITS OF AMERICAN HUMOUR. he Imtl when ho ^va3 ahve, for j:;ranma war a monstriis over- boarin' woman. The colt would cuni up in my mind, every h d I think at fust — lie never could run, and 'sides if he could, mam rides him now, an he's too old for anything, 'cept toLin her and bein' called mine ; for you see, though he war named Colt, yet for the old lady to call him old, would bin like the bar 'feeling contempt for the rabbit, on account of the ishortuess of his taih " AVell, thought I,it does look sorter unpromii in',but it's Colt or none ; so I 'termined to put him in trainin' the fust chance. Last Saturday, who should cum ridin' up but the new circut preacher, a long-legged, weakly, sickly, never-contented-onless- the-best-on-the-plantation-war-cooked-fur-him sort of a man ; but I didn't look at him twice, his boss was the critter that took my eye ; for the minute I looked at him, I knew him to be the same boss as Sam Spooner used to win all his spiurgin' dimes with, the folks said, and wot he used to ride past our house so line on. The boss war a heap the wuss for age and change of masters ; for preachers, though they're mity 'ticular ■'bout thar own conifort, seldom tends to thar bosses ; for one is privit property and 'tother generally borried. " I seed from the way the preacher rid that he didn't know the animal he war straddlin' ; but I did, and I 'termined I wouldn't lose sich a chance of trainin' Colt by the side of a boss wot had run real races. So that night, arter prayers and the folks was abed, I and jNTigger Bill tuck tlie bosses and car- ried them down to the pastur'. It war a forty-aker lot, and consequently jist a quarter across — for I thought it best to pro- mote Colt, b}^ degrees, to a four-miler. When we got thar, t]i;> preacher's boss showed he war willin' ; but Colt, dang him ! commenced nibblin' a fodder-stack over the fence. 1 nearly cried for vexment, but an idea struck me ; I hitclied the crit- ter, and told Bill to get on Colt and sti^'k tight wen I giv' the word. Bill got reddy, and unbeknownst to him I pulled up a bunch of nettles, and, as I clapped them imder Colt's tail, yelled, ' Go ! ' Down shut his graceful like a steel-trap, and away he shot so quick an' fast thio he jumpt clean out from under Bill, and got nearly to the end of the quarter 'fore the nigger toch the ground : he lit on his head, and in course warn'fe hurt — so we cotched Colt, an' I mounted him. "The next timo I said 'go' he showed that age hadn't spiled his legs or memory. Bill 'an me 'greed we could run him now, so Bill mounted Preacher and we got ready. Thrr war a narrer part of the track 'tween two oaks, but as it war TRAITS OF AMERICAN HUMOUR. 211 'US over- ul, evcrv ! ' sjiid I lam rides and Leiii' t, yet for r 'feet ills' ;ss of kid .t it's Colt ?t chance, ew circut ed-onless- f a man; •ittei' that ew him to 1 spluvgin' e past or.r ir ai^e and ty 'ticular 3 ; for one dn't know ermined I side of a rayers and and car- r lot, and est to pro- )t thar, th;' liini ! 1 nearly . the evil- I giv' the )nlled np a Colt's tail, trap, and 11 onC from r 'fore the irse warn't ag'C hadn't could run Kly. Tiirr it as it war Liang ripnr the end of the quarter, I 'spectcd to pa?s Preacher 'fore Wii got tliar, so I warn't afraid of barkin' my shins. "We tncka fair start, and olf we went like a peeled ingiiii, an' I soon 'seovered that it warn't such an easy matter to pass Preacher, though Colt dun delightful ; we got nigh the trees, and Preacher warn't past yet, an' 1 'gan to get skeered, fur it warn't more than wide enuf for a horse and a half; so I hol- lered to Bill to hold up, but tbo imperckMit nigger turned his ugly pictur, and said, ' he'd be cussed if he warn't goin' to play his han' out.' I gin him to understand he'd better fix for a foot-race when we stopt, and tried to hold up Colt, but ho wouldn't stop. We reached the oaks, Colt tried to pass Preacher, Preacher tried to pass Colt, nnd cowollop, crosb, cochunk ! we all cum down like 'siinmons arlcr frost. Colt got up and \von the race ; Preacher tried hard to rise, but one hind leg liad got tlirew the stirrup, an' tother in the head stall, an' he had to hy still, doubled up like a long nigger in a short bed. I lit on my feet, but Nigger Bill war gone entire. I looked up in the fork of one of the oaks, and thar he war sittin', Icokin' very composed on surroundin' nature. I couldn't git him down till I ])romised not to hurt him for disobeyin' orders, when he slid down. AVe'd 'nulf racin' for that ujglit, so we put up the bosses and went to bed. " Next morning the folks got ready for church, when it was diskivered that the ho;sses had iiot out. I an' Bill started oti* to look for them ; we found them clecr off in the field, tryin' to git in the pastur' to run the last night's race over, old Blaze, the reverlushunary mule, bein' along to act as judge. " By the time we got to the house it war nigh on to mcct- in' hour; and dad had started to the preachiu',to tell the folks to sing on, as preacher and mam would be 'long bimeby. As the passuLi Vvar in a hurry, and luad been complainin' that his ci'cetur war dull, I 'suaded him to put on uncle Jim's spurs what he fetch from Mexico. 1 saJdJed the passun's boss, takin' 'ticular pains to let the saddle-blanket come down low in the Hank. By the time tliese fixins war threw, mam war 'head nigh on to a quarter. ' We must ride on, passun,' I said, *or the folks'll think we is lost.' tSo I whipt up the mule I rid, the passun chirrupt and cliuct to make bis criLtur gallop, hut the animal didn't mind him a pic. I 'gan to snicker, an' the passun 'gan to git vext ; sudden he thought of his spurs, so he ris up, an' drove them vim in his boss's flanx, till they went through his saddle-blanket, and like to bored his nag to the holler. By gosh ! but it war a quickencr — the boss t-jckt till the passLui bud to hug him round the neck to keep from 212 TRAITS OF AMERICAN HUMOUR. pitc'liiii' him over liis lipa'l. lie next junipt up 'limit n?? hic^^i as a rail fence, passiin holdiii' on and tryin' to git his spurs — I'lit llicy Avcrc lockt — liis breedu'S split plmii across with the frtraiii, and tlio piece of wcarin' truck wot's next the slcin made a monstrous i)utty flag as tiie old lioss, like drunkards to a bar- bacue, streakt it up the road. " jMani war ridin' slowly along, think In' how i^orry slic was, coa Chary Dolin, who always led her oil", had sich a bad cold, an' Avouldn't be able to 'sist her singin' to-day. Hiie war prac- tisin' the hymns, and had got as far whar it says, * I liave a race to run,' whcsn the passun hnv in sight, an' in 'bout the dodgin' of a dieda[)por. she found thar war trutli in the words, for the colt, hearin' the boss cumin' up behind, began to show symptoms of runnin' ; but when he heard the pifssun holler, 'wo wo!' to his horse, he thought it war me shoutin' 'go!' and sure 'nuff off they started jis as the passun got up even ; so it war a lair race. Wlioop ! git out, but it war egsitin' — the dusc flew, and the rail-fence appi ered strate as a rifle. Thar war the passun, his legs fast to the critter's flanx, arms lockt round his neck, face as pale as a rabbit's belly, and the white flag streennn' far behind — and thar war Mam, fust on one side, then on t'other, her new caliker swelled up round her like a bear with the dropsy, the old lady so much surprized she cud- dent ride steddy,.an' tryin' to stop her colt, but he war too well trained to stop while he heard 'go ! ' " jMam got 'sited at last, and her eyes 'gan to glimmer like she seen her daddy's ghost axin' ' if he ever trained up a child or a race-boss to be 'fraid of a small brush on a Sunday,' she commenced ridin' beautiful ; she braced herself up in the sad- dle, and began to make calkerlations how she M'ar to win the race, for it war nose and nose, and she saw the passun spurrin' his critter every jump. She tuk off her shoe, and the way a number ten go-to-meetin' brogan commenced givin' a boss par- ticular Moses, were a caution to hoss-flesh — but still it kept nose and nose. She found she war carryiii' too much weight for Colt, so she 'gan to throw off plunder, iill nnthin' was left but her saddle and close, and the spurs kept tellin' still. The old woman commenced strippin' to lighten till it wouldn't bin the clean thing for her to have taken oft' one dud more ; an' then when she found it war no use while the spurs lasted, she got cantankerous. " ' Passun,' said she, ' I'll be cust if it's fair or gentlemanly for you, a preacher of the gospel, to take advantage of an old woman this way, usin' spurs when you know sJie can't wear 'era — 'taint Christian-like nuther,' and she bust into cryin'. lit n?? liig^i is spurs — A with the sicin made s to a bar- j she was, I bad cold, ) war prac- ' I liavc a 'bout the the word^ an to show :sun h()lk>r, itiu' 'go!' )t up even ; sitiu' — tlio ■ille. Thar arms lockt d the white ^n one side, I her like a ed she cud- he war too immcr like up a child lunday,' she in the sad- |to win the LUi spurrin' the way a |a boss par- ill it kept Lich weight n' was left Istill. The luldn't bin more ; an' lasted, she Mitlemanly 1(3 of an old 1 can't wear cry in'. TliAlTS OF AMI-naCAN HUMOUR. 21;j ''AVo! ]\Iiss llibbs! AVo ! Stop! iMadam ! AVo! Your son! ' he atteni])ted to say, when the old woman tuck him ou the back of the head, and lillin' his moutli with right smart of a saddlo-hoiM, and stoppin' the talk, as far as his share went/ for tilt! present. " Jjy this time they'd got nigh on to the meetin'-honso, and the folks were harkin' away on ' Old Hundred,' and wou- derin' what could have become of the passun and jNlam llibbs. One sister in a long bi'ard axt another brethren in church, if she'd lieerd anythiug 'bout that \Xew York preeeher runnin' way with a woman old enough to be his jnuther. The brethrens gin a long sigh an' groaned : " ' It ain't possible ! niarciful heavens ! you don't 'spicion ? ' wen the sound of the liosses comin', roused them up like a touch of the agur, an' broke olf their sarpent-talk. " Dad run out to see what was to i)ay, but when he pood the bosses so close together, the passun spurrin', and mam vu\- in' close war skase! whar she cum, he knew her fix in a second, and 'tarmiiied to help her; so clinchin' a saplin', he hid 'hind a stump 'bout ten stej)s off, and held on for the bosses. On they went in beautiful style, the passun's spurs tellin' terrible, and mam's siioe operatin' 'no small pile of punkins,' — pa:^si^n stretched out the length of two bosses, while mam sot as stilV aiid strate as a bull yearling in his fust fight, hittin' her nag fust on one side, next on t'other, and the third for the passun, who liad chawed the horn till little of the saddle, and less of his teeth war left, and his voice sounded as holler as a jackass- nickei* in an old saw-mill. " The bosses war nose and nose, jam up together so close that mam's last kiverin' and passun's fiag had got lockt, an' 'tween bleached domestic and striped lindsey made a beautiful banner for the pi 'jus racers. " On they went like a small artbquake, an' it seemed like it war goin' to be a draun race; but dad, when they got to him, let down v. ith all bis nn'ght on Colt, scarin' him so bad that ho jumpt clean ahead of passun, beatin' him by a neck, buttin' his own head agin the meetin'-house, an' pitcliin' mam, like a lam tm for the sacryfise, ])lum through the winder 'mongst t mourners, leavin' her only garment flutterin' on a nail in the sasli. The men shot their eyes and scrambled outeii the house, an' tiio woman gin mam so much of their close that tliey like to put themselves iv the same fix. " The passun quit the circut, and I haven't been home yet.'' 21-1 Tli.UTS OF AMERICAN HUMOUR. XLIV. A SHARK STORY. " Well, gentlemen, I'll p;o aliead, if yoii say so. Here's the stoiy. It is true, upon luy honour, from beginning to end — every word of it. 1 once crossed over to Faulkner's iahind to lisli for tau(((ur/ii, us the north-side people call black fish, on the reefs hard by, in the Long Island Sound. Tim Titus (wlio died of the dropsy down at Shinnecock point, last spring) lived there then. Tim was a right good fellow, only he drank rather too much. " It was during the latter part of July ; the sharks and the dog-fish had just began to spoil sport. AVhen Tim told me about the sharks, I resolved to go prepared to entertain these aquatic savages v/itli all becoming attention and regard, if there should chance to be any intei-loping about our fishing-ground. So we rigged out a set of extra large hooks, and shipped soane rope-yarn and steel chain, an axe, a couple of clubs, and an old harpoon, in addition to our ordinary equipments, and oif we started. We threw out our anchor at half ebb-tide, and took soiue thumping large fish; two of them weighed thirteen pounds — so you may judge. The reef where wo lay was about half a mile from the island, and, perhaps, a mile from the Con- necticut shore. AVe floated there, very quietly, throwing out and hauling in, until the breaking of my line, with a sudden and severe jerk, informed me that the sea attorneys Avere in waiting down-stairs ; i:nd we accordingly prepared to give them a re- tainer. A salt pork cloak upon one of our magnum hooks forthwith engaged one of the gentlemen in our service. We got him alongside, and by dint of piercing, and thrusting, and banging, we accomplished a most exciting and merry murder. We had business enough of the kind to keep us employed until near low water. By this time the sharks had all cleared out, and the black fish were biting again ; the rock began to make its appearance above the water, and in a little while its hard bald head was entirely dry. Tim now proposed to set me out upon the r:^ck, while he rowed ashore to get the jug, which, strange to say, we had left at the house. I assented to this pro- position; first, because I began to feel the effects of t'.ie sun upon my tongue, and needed something to take, by the way of TRAITS OF AMERICAN HUMOUR. 215 ire's the 3 end — ^land to 1, on tlio ,'ho died <^) lived k rather and tlie told me .in these , if there -jironnd. shipped Libs, and and oil' ide, and thirteen [IS about le Con- ing out len and \vaiting m a re- n hooks e. We ing, and mnrder. ed until red out, ;o make its hard me out , which, :his pro- the sun ' way of medicine ; and secondly, because the rock was a ftivonrite spot lor rod and reel, and famous for luck : so I took my trnpi^, and a box of bait, and jumped upon my new station. Tim made for the island. " JS'ot many men would willingly have been left upon a littlo barren reef that was covered by every flow of the tide, in the midst of a waste of waters, at such a distance from the shore, even with an assurance from a com])anion more to be depended upon than mine, that he would return immediately and take him oil". But somehow or other, the excitement of tlie sport was so high, ;ind tlie romance of the situation was so dtilightful, that 1 thought uf nothing else but the prospect of my fun, and the contemplation of the novelty and beauty of the scene. It was a mild, pleasant afternoon, in harvest time. Tiie sky Vv'as clear and pure. The deep blue sound, heaving all around me, was studded with craft of all descriptions and dimensions, from tlie dij)ping sail-boat to the rolling merchantman, sinking and rising like sea-birds sporting with their white wings in the surge. The grain and grass on the iieiglibouring larms were gold and green, and gracefully they bent obeisance to a gently breathing south-wester. farther oft", the high upland, and the distant coast, gave a dim relief to the prominent features of the land- scape, and seemed the rich but dusky frame of a brilliant fairy picture. Then, how still it was ! not a sound could be heard, except the occasional rustling of my own motion, and the water beating against the sides, or gurgling in the fissures of the rock, or exce})t now and then the cry of a solitary saucy gull, who would come out of his way in the firmament, to see what I was doing without a boat, all alone, in the middle of the sound ; and who would hover, and cry, and chatter, and make two or three circling swoops and dashes at me, and then, after having satisfied bis curiosity, glide awav in search of some other food to scream at. " I soon became half indolent, and quite indififerent about fishing; so I stretched myself out at full length upon the rock and gave myself up to the luxury of looking and thinking. The divine exercise soon put me fast asleep. I dreamed away a couple of hours, and longer might have dreamed, but for a tired fish-hawk who chose to make my head his resting-place, and who waked and started me to my feet. " ' AVhere is Tim Titns ? ' I muttered to myself, as I strained my eyes over the now darkened water. But none was near mo tw answer that interesting question, and n<)thing was to be seen of either Tim or his boat, 'lie should have been here loui: 210 TRAITS OF AMERICAN IIL\MOL'K. ero this,' tlioiin;lit T, 'uud lio promised faitlit'ully not to stay lo)i<^ — L'OLild 1k! have i'ur'^oiivii? or lias ho paid too much dj- VOtioll to tllO jllLT ? ' "I bogaii to fool unoatiy, for tlio tide was rising fast, and soon would eovcT the top of the rock, and iiigh water-mark was at least a foot above my head. I buttoned up my coat, for either the coming coolness of the evening, or else my grow- ing aj)prehensions, iiad set me trembling and chattering most painfully. I braced my nerves, and set my teeth, and tried to hum ' Jiegone, dull care,' keeping time with my lists I'pou my thighs. J?ut what music! what melancholy merriment! 1 started and shuddered at the doleful sound of my own voice. I am not naturally a coward ; but I should like to know the man who would not, in such a situation, be alarmed. It is a cru(d death to die to be merely drowned, and to go through tlio ordinary common-places of suffocation ; but to see your death gradually rising to your eyes, to feel the water rising, inch by inch, upon your shivering sides, and to anticipate the certainly cominr and revenge. As the water contiinied to mount above my knees, he seemed to grow nu)rn liungry and familiar. At last, he mado a des])erate dash, and approaching within an inch of my legs, turned u[)on his back, and opened hit* huge jaws for an attack. With desperate striHigth, I thrust the end of my rod violently at his inouth ; and the brass head, ringing against his teeth, threw him back into the deep current, and 1 lost sight of him entirely. This, however, was but a momentary repulse ; for in the next minute he was close behind my back, and pulling at the skirts of my fustian coat, which hung dipping into the water. 1 leaned forward hastily, and ejKa.ivom'ed to extricate myself from the dangerous grasp ; but the monster's teeth were too fuMuly set, and his innnense strength nearly drew me over. !So, down Hew my rod, and olf went my jacket, devoted peace-ollerings to my voracious visitor. " In an instant the waves all round me were lashed into froth and loam. No sooner was my jioor old sporting Iriend drawn under the surface, than it was fought for by at least a dozen enormous combatants ! The battle raged upon every side. High black tins rushed now here, now there, and long, strong tails scattered sleet and froth, and the brine was thrown up in jets, and eddied and curled, and fell, and swelled, like a whirlpool in Hell-gate. *' Of no long duration, however, was this fishy tourney. It seemed soon to be discovered that the prize contended for contained nothing edible but cheese and crackers, and no flesh ; and as its mutilated fragments rose to tho svu-face, the waves siLbsided into their former smooth condition. Not till then did 1 experience the real terrors of my situation. As I looked around me to see what had become of the robbers, I counted one, two, three, yes, up to twelve, successively, of the largest sharks I ever saw, floating in a circle around me, like divergent r;i\'s, all mathematically equidistant from the rock, and from each other; each perfectly motionless, and with his gloating, fiery eye, fixed full and fierce upon me. Basilisks and rattle- TnAIT.S OF AMF/MCAN IIKMOrK. 211) is amber inn(l(» a my t'yo it was ii liad just was evi- bove tho le water 0\V 111 ore lash, and his bai'k, lefsperato 1 mouth ; liin back y. This, ;t minute ts of my 1 leaned i'rom tho niilv set, own Hew gs to my ihcd into g irieiid t least a an every md lon!r, thrown d, like a ourney. nded for 10 flesh ; le waves then did '. looked connted I largest ivergent nd from loating, d rattle- fnakos ! liow the (ire of their steady eyes entered into my heart ! J was tlie centre of a circle, whose radii were sharks! 1 was the uiisprun,':;, or rather nnchncnl game, at which u pack of Imnting sea-dogs n-ere making a doatl point! "There was one old fellow, that kept within the eireuni- ference of the circle, lie seemed to be a sort of captain, or leader of the band ; or, rather, he acted as the coroner for tho other twelve of tlie inquisition, that were sunuuoni'd to sit on, and eat up my body. Jle glided around and about, and every now and then would stop, and touch his nose against some ono of his comrades, and seem to consult, or to give instructions ari to the time and mode of operation. Occasionally, he would t-kull himself up towards me, and examine the condition of my llfsli, and then again glide back, and rejoin the troupe, and ilap liis tail, and have another confabulation. Tlie old rascal had, no doubt, been out into the highways and byways, and col- lected this company of his friends and kin-fish, and invited them to supper. "I must confess, that horribly as T felt, I could not help but think of a tea-jiarty of demure old maids, sitting in a solemn circle, with their skinny hands in their laps, licking their expectant lips, while their hostess bustles about in tho important functions of her preparations. With what an eye have I seen snch appnrtenances of humanity survey the loca- tion and adjustment of some special condiment, which is about to be submitted to criticism and consumption. " My sensations began to be now most ex([uisite indeed ; hut 1 will not attempt to describe them. 1 was neither hot nor cold, frightened nor composed; but 1 had a combination of all kinds of feelings and emotions. The present, past, future, heaven, earth, my father and mother, a little girl 1 knew once, and the sharks, were all confusedly mixed up together, and swelled my crazy brain almost to bursting. I cried, and laughed, and spout- ed, and screamed for Tim Titus. " In a fit of most wise madness I opened my 1 road-bladed fishiug-knife, and waved it around m}'- head with an air of defi- ance. As the tide continued to rise mv extra variance of mad- ness mounted. At one time I became persuaded that my tide-waiters were reasonable beings, who might he talked into mercy and humanity, if a body could only hit upon the right text. So I bowed, and gesticulated, and threw out my hands, and talked to them, as friends and brothers, members of my family, cousins, uncles, aunts, people ^ liting to have their bills l)aid ; I scolded them as my servants , I abused them as duns ; 1 implored them as jurymen sitting on the (question of my lifej 220 TRAITS or AMKKICAN IIL'MUL'U. r C()n,i];r.'»tulat(Ml ami llalldvd tlioiu as my comrado^ upon soinu glorious ciiterprlsi' ; 1 biiiil,' and ranted to tluMU, now i\6 an actor ill a play-Iioust?, and now as an elder at u canip-nieeting ; iu ouu moment, roaring, " ' Oil this cold llinty rock I will liiy down my luvul,' — :nid in the next, giving' out to my attentive liearer.s for 8in[];in'.,', a hynni ol" J)i' Watt.s «o admirably appropriate to the cecasiuii : " ' Oil sliiipcry rucks I sec tlicni .st:iiul, While licry billows roll In low.' "What said I, what did I not way! Prose and pooiry, Srriptnre and drama, romanee and ratioeination — out it eainc ^ QntiDidiu, C(i/ to my ndiid"; and it occurred to nu% that if I eouhl only blind tho lU'tuster, 1 fuiL,dit yet escape. A('eoi'dini;ly, I stood ready for tho next attack'. Tho loss of an eye did nol si'ein to affect hint much, fur alter shakiui]; his head once or twice, he canu' u|) to me a^aiu, and wlu'ii he was about half an intdi off, turned upon liis back. This was the critical nu)ment. With a nu)st iniaccounlable j)resence (d' mind, I. laid hold of his nosiMvillnny left haiul, and with my riLjht scooped out his remain iuL,' organ of vision, llo opened his bii^ mouth, and (diam[)ed his lom; teeth at iiu*, in de- spair. \hii it was all over with him. I raised \u\ ri;;ht foot and jj;ave him a hard shove, and he glided olf ijito deep water, ami went to the bottom. " W'^cdl, jjjentliMnen, I suppose you'd think it a hard story, hut it's none the less a fact, that 1 served every remaitnnjif ono (if those nineteen sliarks in the same; fasliion. They all eame U[) to me, one by one, rer^ularly ajul in order, and 1 scoo[;ed tludr eyes out, and gave them a s1u)ve, and they went olf into deep water, just like so many lambs. By tho t'me I had scooped out and blinded a coujdc; of dozen of them, they bej;an to seem so scarce that I thou;^ht 1 would swim for the island, and fight tho rest for fun, on tho way ; but just then, Tim Titus hove in sight, and it had got to be almost dark, and I concluded to get aboard and rest myself." XLV. A BEAR STOUT. " What a lie ! " growled Dapiel, as soon as the shark story was ended. " Have my doubts ; " suggested the somnolent* Peter Pro- hasco, with all the solemnity of a man who knows his situation ; nl the same time shaking his head and spilling his liquor. "Ha! ha! ha! Ha! ha! ha!" roared all the rest of tho boys together. " Is he done ? " asked Eaynor Eock. "How many shirks was there? " cried long John, putting ia his unusual lingual oar. ooo TRAITS OF AMERICAN IIUMOL'R. " That story puts mo in mind," said Vcima Kaynor, " about wliat I've heord toll on Ebenczor Smith, at the time he wout down to the North Pole on a walen' voyage." " Now ]ov)k out tbi- a screamer," laughed out Eaynor Rock, refilling his pipe. " Stand by, Mr Cypress, to let the sheet go." " Is there anything uncommon about that yarn, "V onus ? " "Oncommon! well, I expect it's putty smart and oncom- mon for a man :o go to sea with a bear, all alone, on a ban^ cake of ice. Captain Smith's woman used to say she couldn't bear to think on't." "Tell us the whole of that, Venus," said Ned — "that is, it' it is true. Mine "as — the whole of it — although Peter has his doubts." "I can't tell ii; as well as Zoph can; but I've no 'jections to tell it my way, nohow^ So, here goes — that's great brandy, Mr Cypress." There was a gurgling sound of " something-to- take," rinining. '■ AVel), they was down into EafRn's Bav, or some -^ther o' them cold Norwegen bays at the north, where the rain tijezes as it comt^s down, and stands up in the air, on winter mornene!, like great mountens o' ice, all in streaks. AVell, the schooner was layen at anclior, and all the hands was out into the small boats, looker, out for wales — all except i'ie capting, who said lie w^a'n't very wqW that day. AVell, he was walken up and down on deck, smoken and thinking, I' expect, mostly, when all of a sudden h.e reckoned he see one o' tliem big white bear^ — polar b;'ars, you know — big as thunder — vs ith long teeth. He reckoned he see one on "em sclumpen along on a great cake o' ice that lay on the lee\\ard side of the bay, up agin the bank, The old capting wanted to kill one o' them varments most won- derful, bi't he never lucked to get a cliauce. Now tho', hi' thought, the time had com? for him to walk into one on 'em at laast, and fix his mutton for liim right. So he run forrard aiid lay hold onto a small skitf, that was layen near the forc'^l•ll, and run her out and launched her ; then he tuk a drink, and — here's luck — and put in a stitf load of powder, a couple of balln, and jumped in, and pulled away for the ice. '• It wa'n't long 'fore he got 'cross the bay, for it wns a narrer piece of w^ater — not more than haaf u mile wide — and then he got out on to the ice. It was a smart and largo cake, and the bear w-as 'way down to the tother end on it, by the edge o' the water. So he walked fust strut along, and then when lie got putty cloast he walked round catecorned-like — like's if he was drivin' for a plain plover — so that the bear wouldn't TKAITS OF AMERICAN IIUMOUK. 223 icr, " about tno he wc'Lit lynor Rock, t the sheet. Venus ? " and oncom- , on a ban' ihe couldn't -"that is, if eter has his no 'jcction.s •eat brandy, iuethini?;-to- tne tther o' rain tijezos ?r mornen«, he schooner to the small g, who said :en up and stly, wlien wliite bears long teeth. I great ca]nt of man- id promotes compound applauded Itive degree, rid — almost as a lofty 3ly a conve- nience ; very useful to otlicrs, but worse tlian useless to himself. He is the bridge across the brook, and men walk over him. lie is the wandering pony of the Pampas, seeking his ow n proven- der, yet ridden, by those who contribute not to his support. 1!(» giveth up all the sunshine, and h;ilh nothing but ehilliug shadi; lor himself. He waiteth at the table of the world, serveth tlie guests, who clear the board, and, for food and pay, give him fine words, which culinary research hath long since ascertained can- not be used with profit, even in the buttering of parsnips. Jle is, in fact, an appendage, not an individuality ; and when woru out, as he soon must be, is thrown aside to make room for an- other, if another can be had. Such is the result of excessive compliance and obsequious good-nature. It plundereth a man of his spine, and converteth him into a llexile willow, to be bent and twisted as his companions choose, and, should it please them, to be wreathed into a tish-basket. Are there any who doubt of this ? Let them inquire for one Lcniter ISalix, and ask his opinion. Leniter may be ragged, but his philosophy has nor so many lioles in it as miiiiit be inferred from the state of his wardrobe. jN'ay, it is the nu)ie perfeet on that account ; a k'.iowledge of the world penetrates the more easily when, from defective apparel, we ap[)roa('h the nearer to our original selves. Leniter's hat is crownless, and the clear light of knowledge streams without impediment upon his brain, lie is not bound up in the strait jacket of prejudice, for he long siiu-e pawned his solitary vest, and his coat, niade for a Goliath, hangs about him as loosely as a politician's principles, or as the })urs- er's shirt in the poetical comparison. JSalix has so long bumped his head against a stone wall, that he has knocked a hole in it, and like Cooke, the trauedian, sees through his error. He has speculated as extensively in ex})erience as if it were town lots. The quantity of that article he has purchased, could it be made tangible, would freight a seventy-four; — were it convertible into cash, Crccsns would be a Chelsea ])ensi()ner to Salix. ]5ut unluckily for him, there are stages in life when experience itself is more ornamental than useful. When, to use a forcible ex- pression — when a man is "done," — it matters not whether ho has as much experience as 8amson had hair, or as Eergami had whisker— he can do no more. Salix has been in his time so much pestered with duns, "hateful to gods and men," that lie is done himself. "The sun was rushing down the west," as EaTiim has it, at- tending to its own business, and, by that means, shedding bene- lit upon the world, when Leniter Salix was seen in front of a little grocery, the locale of which shall be nameless, sitting de- 228 TUAITS OF AMi:UICAN JIL'MOUK. . joetedly ii|)ou n lu'g of iiiuclvurel, niuuLcr 2. ITe luul been " tl.o bcst-iuitLiicd I'ellow in the world," but, as tho g(M)l()<^ist.s y:iy,lio Avay ill a bl.it(3 of li-arisitioii, and Avas rapidly becoining up to // (qj. xVt all cN'eiitti, ho had h"us iio^so to tho d about with the dog. Tho trigger eye was com])(dl(Ml to invoke tlie aid of its coadjutor. '* Whew ! " w histled Saliv ; " the quantity of pork they give in this part of the town for a sliilliug is aina/in' — I'm so good- natured ! That railroad will be well i- irnt anyhow. I'm bt'gin- ning to think it's (]U(>er there ain't ir.ore good-natured people about besides me — I'm a sort of mayor tuid corporation all my- i;eif in this business. It's a monopoly where the profit's all loss, Kow, for instance, these Timpkinses woii't ask me to tea, bccaus,- I'm ragged; but they ar'n't a bit too pnmd to ask me to play child's nurse and do "best- natured soul alive " were heard upon the breeze. 2:J() TJIAIT8 OF AMERICAN IIIJMOIJU. "TIiiiI'h c'oiisidf ral)l(' fultcr — it'H an fat as sliow boof," sniil Salix. " How many eyes liasa ;^u(»(l-iiatiiri'(l ll'lldw l;o1. aiivliDW ? 'I'iii'cc of iiiiiu;'s ill list' a'l'cailv. The jiood-iiat urecU'r \(mi arc, the iiioro oycs you liave, I H'posc. That Job ii[) town's johhcd ■williout rue, and wlicro I'm to slccj), or U, cat my supper, it's )iot Mm.' easiest tliiiiL; in the world to telL Ain't |)aid my hoard tiiis six months, I'm ho ^",,d-nalnred ; and the old woman's so j;ood-n:itiired, siie said J needn't come baek. These Timpkinscs and all ol" 'cm are ready enoiiL,di at askini^ me to do tiling's, hut uhcn 1 ask them — There, that dog's oil', and the ketcherti arc comiii'4' — Carlo ! Carlo ! " The baby be^'an scpialling, and the horse grow restive, tlio d \jf scan ipered into the very teeth of dan^cv; and the lhrr(3 little Tim[)kiiises, who could locomr le, a -ent scrabhliiiL;', in dll- ferent directions, into all fc.orfs of niisohiefj until liually one of tljcm pitched head Ibr.jinost into u cellar. Halix ;/rcw furicnis. " Whoii, pony! — hush, you infernal bi-r.' !— bee, Carlo ! — Thunder and crockerv ! — th(>re's a vounu: Timi)kins smashed and spoilt ! — knocked into a c(jcked 'lat! " " l\ir iSulix ! " shouted a boy, I'/um the other side of the way, " when you'i'e doiu; that 'ei'c, mammy says if you won't go a liM.ie narrand for her, you're so good-natei-'d." Tlicn^ are moments wIumi calamity nerves lis; wbcn wild fren/.y congeals into calm resolve; as one may see by penning a cat in a, corner. It is then that the coward lights ; that the oppressed strikes at tiie life of the opj)ressor. That moment had come to ISalix. lie stood bt)lt upright, as cold and as straight as an icicle. Jlis good-nalure might he seen to drop from him in two |)i(H'es, like Cinderella's kitclien garments in the opera. He iaiil Jiidtly Timpkins on the lop of the barrel, relcaseil the liorse, giving him a vigorous kick, whicli sent him Hying down the street, and strode indignantly away, leaving Carlo, Miss (Jadahout's bouse, and all othe/ matters in bis charge, to the guardiauohip of chance. * * * # >» # Tlie last time Salix was seen in the busy haunts of men, be looked the very incarnation of gloom and despair. His very :l irone to relieve bis necessities, and be waader* at iV a; id di'jectedly about, relieving'- the workings of bi^' perturbed ^pi ril u y kick mil ;ver fell in his way m done soliloquize d b jaruenersiu P between sons ii mo bted rajd good-nature is this day dissolved, and all pi. will please to settle with the undersigned, who alone is au- thorized. Yes, 'there's a good many indebted, and it's high iV<* THATTS OF AMERICAN TirMOUR. 2:U iiiivhow ? ' you Jiro, I's joblii'il ippiT, it's my lioanl )Ui:m'H so liiiL^s, lull Lchci'ti arc 'stivo, tlio tlic tlu'co no-, i)) dil- illv one of , Carlo !- s siiiasiicd ido ol" tlio Li won't go when wild y j)onnin{)dy will ) it OVLMl, buttl icy irricd OL' Li they've iiiatorial ; [Lis story •tchcd, id Imposition the; bc'at- ixturo ot' ir ; jest afc mh'Lvssing ilru, then 10 WCiit to [the qiuir- a hurri- rrouncl is „ the first knoweil |toue, and jl reckon, Ihey eomo lirty I'ull- I'uxiiound, |ii tying as chance. Well, wc splMrjj;s, lik:.' 'onu; up till' 'iglit. Tiicii 10, hero they 1 lu'iini llie i — luTu li(.' ia. riti' •r' Thiir, fnnvlc'd thro' I inc. Thar every do;; a holli'riu". 'y war hiiii;- on my lieticl, ;rept up bc- )t a hutuhv.l deatli shut, and '■ Coi;- I giy :i m cummin', he always ii dead dogs in his neck larter and a hungry an.! nt, and wi' ', and eatin' cloudy ami " \()\v, Chunkcv, h't's liave a [)anter to dav, or nofhiuy "All w/," H!ivs"l. A\'('ll, arter brniUast Jein s:iys, "C'liuuhcy, you must tako the ri;;ht widi; the Jjake, and J 'II take the 'yi-lher, till we nu-et — and, C'huukey, you must rii.sh ; it ain't more nor eight miles idund, but your sule hun/ seeiu long, as you ain't usen to tho ground. Jiet's licker out ol' nn/ gourd, you ain't got more nop you'll want. lv(i-[) your eye skinned lor sign, ;ind listen lor n)y horn ! " "ilunip yourself,'' ^Jiy^^ I» i'lid we both (larted--?n7/ ; f. worked my passage through cane, palmetto, aud vines, until I war tired — i haddeut huarn .ii'iu's lioru, and pushed on tho harder to meet hint ; every oJiec and a while I'd think hviir.s Iho /iiru of flic Jm/cc, hut when I'd git to the \)\\ivc, f//ar if. /rr/,v f'tretchin' out as big as ever. Once i thought I hearn .[eni'H horn, but eouldent (juite make it out. 1 kept mo\in'; hours ]):issed and no Jem or end of the Lake; I'd si :'!> lots of bar aud panter sign, lots of deer, and more swan, wild-goose, and duck, than you ever will see; but 1 paid no attention to 'em, as 1 'speeted I'd laktii some wrong ai'in of the liake and war lost, it war gettin' towards night, and I. 's[)eeled I'd have to sleep by myself, but you know i diddenl mind that, as 1 war used to it. Jjut it war the lirst time in my life that I'd bin lost, and that did ])ester me mightily. AV'ell, ISir, after studyin' awhile, 1 thought I'd better put back towards the camp, mighty tired and diseouraued. 1 then throw'd my gourd round to tako a drop of liker, and it wvrcj/llad irif/i inifcr ! fact ! — Thinks I, Cliunkey, you must have been ;//?/////// drunk last night; that made me sorter low-spirited like a 'oman, and my heart war weak as water. It had commenced git tin' sorter ilai'k ; tho wind were blowin' and groanin' through the tn-es and rivers, and the black clouds were ilyin', and 1 war goin' along sorter oiieasy juid cross-grained, when a j^cnfer gelled out, cluae to met 1 turned with my gun cocked, but eouldent see it ; presently I licarn it again, and out it come, and then another! '' Is that you 'i " said I, takin' a crack and missin' to a sartainty ; and away they darted through the cane. 1 drap'd my \\\\\\ to load, aud by the great Jackson, there warn't a full load of powder in my g(jurd 1 — I loaded mifjhfy carefully, and started on to pick out some holler tree to sleep in. Every once and awhile I'd git a glimpse of the pouters on my trail. " Tanters," says I, '• I'll make a child's barg;iin with you ; if you will let me alone, you may (jolong ; — and if you don't, here's a ball into the liead of one of ye'er, and this knife ! "— //?^s•//, if my knife warn't gone, I wish I may never taste bar's meat ? i raised my arm, trim- sno TRAITS OF AMERICAN HUMOUR. b1iir like a leaf, and snvs T, " .T(Mn ! — Til lave your onrlf !'' A\M1, I war in troi'lilo sure! --I thought I Avar ou the Tcludca licta Lalx'r, and v^itrhod. AV\'i! I (lid! Oh, you may Inrpli, but j 1st ima<:;in' yonnr\j' lost in the cane on Sky Lake, (the cane on Sky Lake is some - thirty miles long, IVoin one to tlirce miles wide, thick as Ihc \\\\v on a dog's back, and about thirty feet hiijh !) out oflicker, out of powder, you." knife gone, tiie ground kivercdwith snow, you very hungry and tired, and two 'panfcrsfolleriri' your trail, and you'd tliink you was bewitched too! AV^ell, here tliey come, never lettin' on, but makin' ar- rangements to have my skalp that night; I never lettin' on, but detannin'd they shouldent. The har had been standin' on my head for more i.or an hour, and th.e sweat were gist roUin' off me, and that satislied me a fight war a brewin' atwcen me and the panters ! I stopped two or three times, thinkin' tliey's gone, but presently hear they'd come, creepin' along throu^li the cane, and soon as th.c^ 'd sec me they stop, lay down, roll over and twirl their tails about like kittens ])]ayiii' ; I'd then shout, shake the cane, and away they'd go. Oh, they thought they had nie ! In coarse tlieu did, and 1 detarn ined with my- self, if they did, let n/r r/o, if they diddent atta(dv an onarnicl man, alone and lost, wiHiout lieker, dogs, povider, or knife, that the vei'v fust time I got a panter up a tree, with my whole puek at the roc\;, my lieker gourd full, and I half full, my twelve-to-the-pound-yager loaded, and my knife in shavin' order, I'd let Jiim go ! A^es, '//.v;?'^ niaulrey if I diddent ! But what did they care? They'd no more feelin' than a pine-stump ! I know'd it wouhhlent do to risk a fight in the cane, and pushed on to find an open place whar 1 could make sure of my one load, and rely on my gun barrel arter. T soon found a ])ia(-e v.'har the caue drifted, and tliar 1 determined to stand ana fight it oui ' Presently here they come ; and if a stranger had seen 'rni, he'd a thought they were playiu' ! They'd juiup and sre.at, and bend their backs, lay down and roll, and grin like pnpoys ; — they kept yittiii' nearer and nearer, and it wer gettin' dark, and I know'd I nnist let drive at the old he, 'afore it got so dark I coulddent see my sights ; so 1 ji>t dropped on one knee to make sure, and when I raised my gun, I were all in a trimble ! 1 know'd that woulddent do, i^nd o'is ! "T'ou are witched, Chunkey, sri'e and sartin','* said T. Arter bracin' myself, I raised up agin and J! red ■ One on 'em S[trung into the air and gin a yell, and the other bounded io- wavds me like a strealc ! Lightin' close t j me, it sijuaUed lo ir inrlf ! " le TcJiuh- a n' ifounr^l' i is some - as l!ie !i.!i' lickcr, out snow, you I' irail, ;iud n;ikin' ar- ' lettiii' on, slfindiii' on irist roUin'' jitwccn mo ikin' ll ley's )iig throuL;li r down, roll ' ; i'd then ley thought ?d witli niy- m onarnied • kniie, that 1 my \\\\()V' ilf full, my avin' order, 'lin' than a |lii:;ht m the ■otdd niah'e >r. T soon ;ermined to ; and if a |re pi ay in' ! down and \and nearer, drive at the s; w^ lji>t led my gun, 'Ut do, LtUd said I. ine on 'em )ounded lo- Isqualted lo TRAIT«* OF x\MEliIC.VN IIUMOUK. 207 \\\e ground and commenced tree)>in' towards mo — its years laid haek, its eyes taruin' green, und sorter swiunnin' rouml like, and the end of it^ tail twistiu' like a snake. 1 felt light as ;i cork, and strong as a bull'alo. I seen her commence slippin' ]ier legs \nider her, and kne'./ she were gwine to si)ring. I throw'd back my gun to gin it to her, as she come; the liek I aimed at her head struck across the shoulders and back without doing any \\fxv\i\,and she had iitc ! — liip, rip, rip — and 'way v>ent my blanket, coat, and britehes. IShe sunk her teeih into my H'loulder, her green eyes were close to mine, and the froth from her mouth were llyin' in my face!! Moses! how fast she did ilght! I felt the warm blood runnin' down my hide — 1 seen she were arter in// thi-oat! and wilh that I grabbed hcni, and commenced pourin' it into lier side with my ih->l, like cats-a- lightin! — Kip, rip, she'd take mv, — dill', slam, bang, I'd gin it to her — she ilghtin' for her su/jjier, 1 tii^htin' for my /ife ! Why, 111 course it war an one([ual iigiit, but slie ris it ! AVell, we had it round and round, sometimes one, and then yother on top, fche a growliii' and I a gruntin'! We had both commenced gittin' mighty tired, and presently she made a spriuij;, Iri/iit lo i/it awai/ ! Arter tluit tliar wan't no mortal chance for her! tause w iayiu' hy, si le were wlnnue U Soi'Lc Lcr \i tliiukui' abouD " Xow I lay me d'.wn to sk'cp, but I know'd if I commenced it woi.ld put her in heart, and siie'd riddle me in a minit, and when shr hollered naff. 1 wcrt; glad to my shoe soles, and had sich coniidence in wluppin' the tight, that I ojpe'i'ed two to one on C'lnnliei/, but no takers! '"Oh, ho!" says I, p hittin' her a lick every time 1 spoke, '•you are williii' to quit even and aivide stakes, are you? " and then round and round we went agin! You could have hearn us blow a quarter, but presently she made a liy stnKjijle and lu'oke my hold ! I fell one way, and she the other ! She darted into the cane, and that's the last time I ever hearn of tiiat punter ! ! I AV^hen I sorter come to myself, I war struttiu' and fhunderin' like a biff he-jjobler, and then I commenced examinin' to see what harm she'd done me; I war bit powerful bad in the slioidder and arm — -jist look at them scars ! — and 1 were cut into solid whip-strings; but when I found thar warn't no danger of its IciUiii' ine, I set iu to braggin'. " Oh, you ain't dead yet, Chunkey!" says I, "if you are sorter wusted, and have wdiipped a jianter in a i'air fight, and no gougiu'j" uud then 1 cock a doodle doud a spell, for joy I 238 TRAITS OF AMERICAN HUMOUR. When I looked round, thar sot the old he, a lickln' tlio blood from his breast! I'd sliot liiiii riijjlit through tlie breast, but sorter slantiiidickler, breakin' his siioidder blade in a per- fect smash. I walked up to hi in : "Howdy, panter? how do you do? how is misses panter, and the little paiiters? how is your cou'^ariis in f^ineral ? Did you ever hearu tell of the man tlu>y calls ' Chunkey ?' born iu Kaintuck and raised in i\liHsissi[)pi ? deatli on a bar, and smartly in a panter flight P If you diddent, look, for Fm lie ! I kills bars, whips panters in a fair fight; I walks the water, 1 out-bellars the thunder, and when I gets hot the Mississippi hides itself! 1 — 1 — Oh, you thought you had me. did you?-- (h'ot you! But you are a gone sucker now. I'll have your melt, if I never gits lionie, so — " Lo(jk out, Capting! here's the place! make the skift fa-t to tliat Cyprus log. Take care them oars, Abe ! Spring out and oncupple the dogs, and take car they don't knock {liciu guns overboard. JN'ow, Capting, we will have a deer moviii' afore you can say — Chunkey." XLA^III. A BULLY BOAT, AXn A BRAG CAPTAIN. A STOKY OF 1?TEA3I-B0AT LIFE ON THE JHSSISSirPI. Does any one remember the ' Caravan ? ' She was wliat would now be considered a slow boat ; then (1S27) she was re- gularly advertised as the "fast-running," &c. Her regular ti'ips from New Orleans to Natch.e/. were usually made in from six to eight days ; a trip made by her in five days was con- sidennl remarkable. A Noyage from New Orleans to A^icksburi: and back, including stop[)ages, gcMKM'ally entitled the ofUcers and crow to a month's wages. Whotlier tl\e ' Caravan ' ever achieved the feat of a voyage to the Falls (Louisville), I have never learned ; if she did, she must have ' had a time of it ! " It \\as my fate to take passage in this boat. Tiie captain Avas a good-iuitured, easy-going man, careful of the comfort ot' his ])assengers, and exceedingly fond of the r/^wi? ofhray. AVc had been out a little more than five days, and we were in hopes of seeing the blurt's of Natchez on the next day. Our wood was getting low, and night coming on. The pilot on duty above (the lik( TEAITS OF AMERICAN IIUMOUli. 2)39 lic'kin' tlio tlie breast, 3 in a per- ses panter, .M-al? Did ?' born iiL a bar, and tor Fm he ! \\c water. 1 ]Misr^-issi[>|)i did you ?- - . have your !)0 skift fa-^t Sprinj^ (ii;t , [very corn- lands wlio Ivhen tiiey 1 their din- ^en meals. and tiiey \fO on from the beijjinnint; of life until its close, always c^rowlinuf, in the hope of making things better by scaring thetu into it Avitli ugly noises. The active grnmhletonians are a very different race of mortals from the ])assive.-;. The world is largely indebted to them for every comfort and convenience with which it abounds ; and they laugh at the in([uiry whether their exertions have con- duced to the general ha])pines3, holding it Lhat ha])i)iuesa con- sists ehielly in exertion — to which the passives demur, as they look back with no little regret to tlu; lazy days of pastoral life, when Clialdean shepherds lounged upon the grass. Tlie actives are very much inclined to believe that whatever is, is wr^jiig; but tlien they have as an otfset the comfortable conviction tliat they are able to set it right — an opinion whicii fire cannot melt out of tliem. These restless fellows are in a vast majority ; and hence it is that the surface of this earthly sphere is such ii sc^ne of activity ; hence it is tiiat for so many tlioiisand years, tin greater part of each generation has been unceasingly em- ployed in labour and bustle ; rushing from place to place ; hammering, sawing, and driving; liewing down and piling up mountains ; and unappaUed, meeting disease and death, both by sea and land. The passive grumbletonian is useless to himself and to others : the active grumbletonian is just the reverse. In general, he combines individual advancement with public pros- perity ; but there are exceptions even in that class — men, who try to take so nuich care of the world that they forget them- selves, and of course fail in their intent. Such a man is Fydget Fyxington, an amelioration-of-the- human-race-by-starting-from-first-principles-philosopher. i'yd- get's abstract principle, particularly in matters of government and of morals, is doubtless a sound rule ; but he looks so much at the beginning that he i\arely arrives at the end, and when he advances at all, he marches biickwaid, his face being directed towards the starting-place instead of the goal. By tliis means he may perhaps plough a straight furrow, but instead of curvuig round obstructio is, he is very apt to be thrown down by them. *. j^ 4t 4e. 4^ ^u. •7P <^ "A* TT 'A* Winter ruled the hour when Eydget Fy^^'^o^on was last observed to be in circulation — winter, when men w-ear their hands in their pockets and seldom straighten their backs — a season however which, though iBharp and biting in its temper, lias redeeming traits. Tliere is someth-'ng peculiarly exhihu'at- ing in the sight of new-falh.'n snow. Tiie storm which brings it is not wit'.iout a charm. The graceful eddying of the drifts 214 TRAITS OF AMEIilCAN IIUJIOUK. ^^ported with by tlio \vlnd, and the silent j^lidiiiL'^ofllM* fonfhery hakes, as one by one they settle upon the earth like iairy erea- 1 iirey dropping to repose, have a soothing inlluenee not eaHily (leycribed, though doubtless I'eltby all. ihit when the clouds, having performed their olilco, roll a\vay, and the brightness ot* the morning sun beams upon an exi)ai'.so of sparkling unsullied whiteness ; when all that ise(nnmon-])hiee, coarse, and unpleas- ant in a8j)ect, is veiled fo^* the time, and made to wear a fresh and dazzling garb, new animation is felt by the spirit. The young grow riotous with joy, and their merry voices ring like i)(!lla through tlu^ clear and bracij^gair : - .Ihlc the remembrance rul . i;-u] ■. o i.\e .aged heart. But to all this there is a sad r«"ior«"^. The resolution of Ihese enchantments into theii ori; i5;d c ments by means of a thaw, is a necessary, but, it must b.; con.\ ''^d, a very doleful process, fruitful in gloom, rheum, inilammatioiis, and levers — a process which gives additional pangs to the melancholic, and causes valour's self to droop like unstarched muslin. Such a time was it when Fydgefc was extant — a floppy time in January. The city, it is true, was clothed in snow, rusty and forlorn in aspect, and weeping, as if in sorrow that its original purity had become soiled, stained, and spotted by con- tact with the world, its whiteness had in a measure disap- peared, by the pressure of human footsteps ; wheels and run- ners had almost incorporated it with the common earth ; and, where these had failed in ellectually doing the worlc, remorse- less distributers of ashes, coal dust, and potato peelings, had lent their aid to give unilbrmity to the dingy hue jiut the snow, " weeping its spirit from its eyes," and its body too, was fast escaping from these multiplied oppressions and contume- lies. Large and heavy droi)s splashed from the eaves ; sluggish streams rolled lazily from the alleys, and the gutters and cross- ings formed vast shallow lakes, variegated by glaciers and ice islands. They who roamed abroad at this unpropitious time, could be heard approaching by the damp sucking sound wluch emanated from their boots, as they alt:ernately pumped in and pumped out the water in their progress, and it was thus that our hero travelled, having no caoutcliouc health-preservers to shield his pedals from unwholesome contact. The shades of evening were beginning to thicken, when Fydget stopped shiveringly and looked through the glass door of a fashionable hotel — the blazing fire and the numerous lights, by the force of contrast, made an outside seat still more uncom- fortable. The gong pealed out that tea was ready, and the lodgers b t Wl tea K'd lilS i:l; a eathery ry crca- )t enrtily ) cloudt*,^ itnt'HS of msullied unpU'fis- r a fresh •it. Tlio ring Uk« Muuranco Dart. lution of leans of a [•y doleful ieverri — a hoiic, aud ,oppy time low, rusty w that its cd by eon- ure disap- 3 aud run- artb ; and, c, reniorse- 'hngs, liad ]3ut tlie ly too, was ' contume- ; shiggish and cross- TS and ice litious time, jund wluch ped in and .s thus that 'eservers to Ickeu, when le glass door Icrous lights, liore uncoui- the lodgers TRAITS OP A^IF.RTCAN HUMOUR. 215 ru.Oied fr^m the stoves to comfort themselves witli that exhilar- aLing lluid. '•TJiere they go on first principles," 8aidFy(lg(>t Tyxington ^vith ji sigh. " Cla' de ' itehen da'," snid one of those ultra-aristocratic luemhers of. 'ict"^ a U' gro wailtr, as lie hustled ])ast the con- templative ])hi;oi-'.)pher and entered tlie hotel *'you ought to he gwang luc e to suppa', ole soul, if you got some — yaugh — Avaugli ! " • Suppa'. you nigga' ! " co7T(cmptuously responded Fydgot, {t.^ Liio aooi.' closed, " 1 SMrdi i n'as gwang home to suppa', but s.nin])er3 are u sort of thing I remember a good deal oftener than i see. Everything is wrong — such a wandering from ilr.st ])rinciplo3 ! — tiiere must bo enough in this world for us all, or we Avouldn t be Iutc ; but things is ilxed so badly that I s'pose some greenly rascal gets my share of suppa' and other such elegant luxuries. It's just the way of the world ; there's plenty of shares of everv thing, but somehow or other there are folks that lay their lingers on two or three shares, and sometimes more, according as they get a chance, and the real owners, like me, may go wiiistJe. They've lixed it so that if you go back to ilrst ])rinciples aud try to bone what belongs to you, they pack you riglit olf to j;m1, 'cause you can't ])rove pro- j)erty. Eu pty stummicks aud old cloLhcfj ain't good evidence Jn court. " What tr.e dense is to become of me! Something must — and 1 wish it \vould be quick and hurra about it. My clothes are getting to bo too much of tiie summer-house order for the winter fashions. People will soon see too nmch of me — not that 1 care much about looks mvself, but bovs is bovs, and all boys is sassy. Since the weather's been chilly, when I turn the corjier to go up town, i feel as if the house had too many windows and doors, and I'm almost blow'd out of my coat and pants. The fact is, I don't get enough to eat to serve for ballast." After a melancholy pause, Pydget, seeing the coast tolerably clear, walked in to warm himself at the fire in the bar-room, near which he stood with great composure, at the same time emptying several glas.ses of comfortal)le compounds which had been lel't partly filled by the lodgers when they hurri;'d to their tea. liiiihtinga cigar which he found half smoked i;oon the ledge of the stove, he seated himself and puffed away much at his ease. The inmates of the hotci began to return to the room, glancing suspiciously at Fydget's tattered integuments, and i!ia TRAITS OF AMKIJICAN Ill'MOirR. (Imwinf; llicir cliairs away i'rom him aa llioy sat down near tlio bLove. J''v'|L!;c't looked uiicoiisciouH, einittinj; voIuhu^h of winoko, and knockiujj; oil' tho ashes with a nonchalant and bciontific air. " TJad weather," said Brown. "I've noticed tliat the weather ia frequently bad in winter, cspeeially ;ibont the middle of it, and at both ends, added (Jreeu. '• i keep a memorandum book on the subject, and can't be mid- lakcn." '* It's raining now," said G-rifTinhofr, " what's tlio use of tliafc when it's so wet under foot already ? " "It very frequently rains at the close of a thaw, and it's beneficial to thi; umbrella makers," responded Green. " A'othin's lixed nohow,'' said Fydget, with great energy — for he was tired of lisli iiimr. J^rown, (Jreen, Crilllnhon', and the rest started and stared. "Notiiin's fixed nohow," continued lVd^et,rejoicini; in tho fact of haviu'i^ hearer:; ; " our granddads must a been lazy ras- cals. "Why didn't they roof over the side walks, and not leave ev(M'ything for ns to do ? I ain't jL;ot no nnmbrell, and besides that, wlien it comes dowji as if raining was no ]ianie fur it, as it always does v/heii I'm cotch'd out, numbrells is no i;reat shakes if you've got one with you, and no shakes at all if it's at home." "Who's the indevidjunl ? " inquired Cameo Calliper, Esq., looking at Fydget through a pair of lorgnettes, lydget returned the glance by malcmg an opera glass with each list, and then conliiuied his remarks ; " It's a pity Ave ain't got feathers, so's to grow our own jacket and trousers, and do up the tailorin' business, and make our own feather-beds. It would be a great savin' — every man his own clothes, and every man his own feather-bed. Is'ow I've got a suggestion about that — first principles brijjg us to the skin — fortify that, and the matter's done. How would it do to bile a big kittle full of tar, tallow, beeswax and injen rubber, with considerable wool, and dab the whole I'amilv once a week ? The youn2: 'uns miii)lastor to iio away. !My jackefrt »o wet with the rain, if 1 don't get dry I'll be sewed up and bav(» hie jar/i-rf wvoic atop of me, wliich means dcfuucted of toggery not impreviouH to water. In J go. In accordance with this design, lie watched Ida opportunity and slipped (piietiy into the gay mansion. Helping himself liberally to refrealnuents left in the hall, he looked iu upon the dancers, " AVho-o-ip ! " shouted I'Vdget 3*\xington, forgetting him- self in the exciienient of the scene — '• Who-o-ip! " added iie,aa he danced forward with pM'odigious vigour and activity, ilour- ishinir the eatables with which his handa were crammed, r.s if thoy were a pair of cynd)als — " AVhurro-o-o ! plank it down — that's your sore ! — make yourselves merry, gals and boys — it's all accordin' to iirst [)rinciples — whoo-o-o-ya — whoop ! — it takes us ! " Direful was the screaming at this formidable apparition — tlie tiddles ceased — the waltzers dropped their panting burdens, and the black band looked pale and agiiasf;. "Who-o-o-p! go ahead! come it strong!" continued Fydget. iiut be was again doomed to sutler an ejectment. "]luL4le him'out!" *' Give us a ' Hhinjnastcr ' then — tliem's my terms." It would not do — he was compt lied to retire sliinplastcr- ks3 ; but it raini'd so beavily that, nothing daunted, he nuu'ched up the alley-wa3% re-entered the house tlirough the garden, and gliding noiselessly into the cellar, turned a large barrel over whicl) he found there, and getting into it, went fast asleep " on first principles." The company had departed — the servants were assembled in the kitchen preparatory to retiring for the night, when an unearthly noise procecdii: "" from tlie barrel aforesaid stru(;k upon their astonished ears.. It was Fydget snoring, and hm hearers, screaming, lied. liallying, however, at the ^op of the stairs, they procured the aid of Mr Lynx, Avho watched over the nocturnal destinies of an unlinished building in the vicinity, and who, liaving fre- quently boasted of his valour, felt it to be a point of honour to act bravely on this occasion. The sounds continued, and the " investigating committee," with IMr Lynx as chairman, ad- Aanced slowly and with many pauses. 1:50 TRAITS OF AMERICAN IPTMOUR. Tiyrix at last liurriodly tlirust his club into tlic barrel, and stark'd back to wait the result of the expcrimc^. '' Ouch ! " ejaculated a voice from the iulerior, tlie word being one not to be found in the dictionaries, but which, in common parlance, means that a sensation too acute to be agreeable has been excited. "lley! — hello! — come out of that," said Lynx, as soon ns his nerves had recovered tranquillity. " You are in a bad box, whoever you are." "Augh!" was the response, "no, I ain't — I'm in a bar- rel." " No matter," added Lynx, authoritatively ; " getting into another man's barrel unbekuow:jst to him in the niiiht-time, is burglary." "That," said Fydget, putting out his head like a terrapin, at whL.h the women shrieked and retreated, and Lynx made a demonstration with his club — " that's because you ain't u]) to first principles — keep your stick t)ut of my ribs — I've a plan, so there won't be no burglary, which is this — no man have no more thai! he can use, and all otlier men mind their own busi- ness. Then, this 'ere barrel would be mine while I'm in it, and you'd be asleep — that's the idea." "It's a logo-fogic! " exclaimed Lvnx with horror — "riglit down logo-fogie ! " " Ah ! " screamed the servants — " a logo-fogie ! — how did it get out ? — will it bite ? — can't you get a gun ? " " Don't be fools — a k)go-l'ogie is a sort of a man that doii'fc think as I do — wicked critters all such sort of people are," said Lynx. " My lad, I'm pretty clear you're a logo-fogie — you talk as if vour respect for me and other venerable insti'.utions was tantamount to very little. You're a leveller I see, and wouldn't mind knocking mo down flat as a pancake, if so be you could run away and get out of this scrape — you're a ''^•rarium, and wo'.dd cut across the lot like a streak of iight- ninir if vou had a chance." '' Mr Lynx," said the lady of the house from the head of the stairs— she had heard from one of the alfriglited maids that; a "logo-fogie" had been "captivated," and that it could talk "just like a human" — " Mr Lynx, don't have anything to say to him. Take him out, and hand him over to the police. I'll see that you are recompensed for your trouble." " Come out, then — you're a bad chap — y^u wouldi^'c mind voting against our side at the next election." " We don't want elections, I tell you," said Fydget, coolly, as he walked up-yl lirs — "I've a plan for uoing without elec- rrcl, and Llie word whicli, in :e to bo s soon as bad box, in a bar- ting into it-time, is , terrapin, IX made a in't u]) to ve a plan, n have no own bnsi- in it, and r — " rigiit -how did that don't are," said ie — you isti'.utions I see, and [?, it' so be —you're a k of light- \e head of maids that; could talk linsj to sav ollce. I'll di/t mind yet, eooily, Lhout eleC" TRAITS OF AMERICAN HUMOUR. 251 tions, and policc-ofTicer:^, and laws — every man mind hh own business, and support me while 1 oversee him. I can iix it." Having now arrived at tlie street, Mr Lynx held liim by the collar, and looked about for a representative of justice to relieve him of his prize. "Though I feel as if I was your pa, yet you must be tried for snoozli ng in a barrel. Besides, you've no respect for func- tionaries, and you sort of want to cut a piece out of the com- ]iion veal by your logo-fogieism in wishing to 'bolish laws, and poHccrs, and watchmen, whiMi my brother's one, and helps to govern the nation when th.e j-resident, the JMayor, and tlic rest of the day-watcli lias turned in, or are at a tea-party, i'ou'il get into prison." " Wti don't want prisons." " Yes we do tliough — what's to become of functionaries if there ain't any jn'isons ? " This was rather a puzzling ([ucstion. Fyxiugtou paii-.'d, and iinallv said : " Why, I've a plan." *• AV^iat is it, tlieii — is it logo-fogie ? " "Yes, it upsets existing institutions," roared Fyxiugtou, i ripping up ISlv Lynx, and ma!diig his cst-apij — tiic only one of his plans that ever answered the purpose. L. DOING A S n E 11 I F r. A GEOItGIA SKETCH. INfANY persons in the county of ITall, State of Georgia, re- collect a tjueer old customer wlio used to visit the county site regularly on "General JMuster " days and Court Week. Jlis imiiie was Joseph Johnson, but he was univeri>ally known as L'licle Josey. The old man, like many others of tliat and the present day, loved his dram, and was apt, Avhen he got among '"the boys " in town, to take more than he could conveniently carry. Jlis inseparable companion on all such occasions was a lilack pony, who rejoiced in the name of " General Jackson," aud whose diminutiveness and sagacity were alike remarkable. On(! day, wliih' court was in session in the little village of Oainesville, the attention of the Judge and bar was attracted 2o2 TRAITS OF A:MERTCAN HUMOUR. by a rather unusual noise at the door. LookiiiG^ towards tlnit -•ipertui'v', "his honour" (lisc()V(>red the aforesaid pony aiul rider deliberately entering tlie Hall of Justice. This, owing to tlie fact that the iloor of tlu; court house was nearly on a levt'l with the ground, was not dilhcult, " Mr Shcrill'," said the Judge, " see who is creating such a (listiirl)anco of this court." '• It's only Uncle Joscy and Gin'rel Jackson, Judge," said the intruder, looking up with a drunken leer, "Jest me an' the Gin'rel come to see iiow you an' the boys is gcttin' along." " Well, Mr Sheriff,'' snid tlio Judge, totally regardless of the int(Mrst manifi-sicd in his own. and the lawyers' ])ol\alf bv Uncle Josey, " you will ])lease collect a fine of ten dollars from Uncle Josey and tlie General, for corite!U])t of court." " Look-a-here, Judge, old feller," continued Uncle Josey, as he stroktMJ the " (rin'ral's " mane, "you don't nu'an to say it, now do ver r" This child hain't had that niiich monov in a coon's age, and as for the Gin'i'al heiv, I know he don't deal iii no kind of quine, which he hain't done, 'cept fodder and corn, for tiu'so many years." " Very well, then, Mr SlierilT," continued his honour, "in default of' the payment of the line, you will convey the body of Joseph Jolmson to the county jail, tiiere to be detained for the space of twenty-four hours." " Now, J udge, you ain't in riglit down good yearnest, i:! you? — Uncle Josey hain't never been put into that there boardin' house, yet, which he don't want to be, neither," aj)- peaied the eld man, who v,'as apparently too drunk to knov,- whether it was a joke or not. " The sheriff will do his duty, immediately, was the .Judge's stern reply, who began to tire of the old man's drunken inso- lence. Accordingly^ Uncle Josey and the " Gin'ral " were inarched olf towards the county prison, which stood in a re- tired part of the village. Arriving at the door, tlie prisoner was Ci)nnnanded by .the sheriff to "light." " Look-a-here, Jess, horse-ily, you ain't a gwine to put yep old Uncle Josey in there, is yer ? " " 'Bliged to do it, Uncle Josey," replied the sheriff, " ef I don't, the old nuui (the judge) will give me f/oss when I go back. I hate it powerful, but i must do it." " But, Jess, couldn't you manage to let the old man git away ? Thar ain't nobody hf.Te to see you. Now do, Jess, you know )iow l^/it for you, in tliat last run you had 'Jong er Jim Smith, what like to a beat you for sl.eriff, Avhich he would a done it, if it hadn't been for ver Uncle Josev's influence." O pony aiiil 5, owing to oa a level in '.If such V. ,dgo," said me an' tlic ilong." g.'irdless of ' boluilf by olkirs Irom 3 Joscy, as I to say it, loncy in a on't deal in r and corn, lonour, " ii) the body ol" ned tor the voarnest, io that theri> IM ther, ai)- ik to kno.v lie Judge's mki-n inso- 'ral " were 1 in a Yc- 10 prisoner K ) to put yer lerili; "cfl Avhen 1 go ^id man git w do, Jet^>", Kid 'long er •h he would tlueuce." TRAITS OF AMERICAN nU.>rOUR. 253 II I know that, Uncle Joscv, but thar rin't no chance. ^Iv oath is very pinted against allowin' anybody to escape. So you jnust go in, cos thar ain't no other chance." " I tell you what it is, Jess, I'm at'eared to go in thar. Looks too dark and dismal." "Thar ain't nothing in thar to hurt you, Uncle Josey, which thar hain't been for nigh about six months." " Yes, thar is, Jess, you can't fool me that a-way. I know ihar is somethin' in thar to ketch the old m.an." " No thar ain't, 1 j)ledgo you my honour thar ain't." "'Well, Jess, if thar ain't, you jest go in and see, iind show Uncle Josey that you ain't a feared." " Certainly, I ain't afeared to go in." Saying which the sheriif opened the door, leaving the key in the lock. "Now, Uncle Josey, what did I tell your I know'd thar wan't nothin' in Lhar." " May be thar ain't where you are standin', but jest le's seo you go up into that dark place in tl;c corner." "Well, Uncle Josey," said the unsuspecting sheriff, ''I'll satisfy you thar ain't nothin' tliar either," and he walkc^d to- wards the "dark corner." As he did so, the old man dexter- ously closed the door and locked it. " Hello ! thar," yelled the friglitcned olfuer, '• none o' yer tricks, Uncle Josey; this is carryin' thejoko a cussed sight too fur." "Joke! I ain't a jokin', Jess; never was more in yearnest in my life. Tliar ain't nothi?^' in tliar to hurt you though, that's one consolation. Jest hold on a little while, and I'll ^;end some of the boys do\vnto let you out." And before the " sucked in " sheriif had recovered from liis astonishment, the pony and his master were out of hearing. Uncle Josey, who was not as drunk as he appeared, stopped at the grocery, took a diink, again mounted tlie Gin'ral, and called the keeper of the grocery to him — at the same time draw- mg the key of the jail from his pocket. " Here, Jeems, take this here key, and ef the old man or ;iny them boys up thar at the Court-house inquires after Jess Kunion, the sheritf, jest you give 'em this key and my compli- ments, and tell 'em Jess is safe. Ketch 'em takin' in old Un- cle Josey, will yer ? Git u)), Gin'ral, these boys here won't do to trust; so we'll go into ilie country, whar people's honest it' they is poor." The sheriff, after an hour's imprisonment, was released, and poverely reprimanded by the judi^e, but the sentence of Uncle Josey was never executed, as he never troubled the Court 251 TRAITS OF AMERICAN HUMOUR. again, and the judaic thourrlit it useless to imprison him ^vilh any hope of its efl'ectiiiy the slightest relbrm. LI. THE ^lUSCAUlNE STORY. It was a bland September morning, in a year that need not be specilied, that the captain, standing in view of the wesi. door of the Court-house at Dadeville, perceived the sheriil' emerging thereirom, a bundle of papers in liand, and looking as if he desired to execute some soi-t of a capiat. Tlie captain instantly betliought him that tlioro was an indictment pending against himself for gaming, and began to collect his energies for an emergency. The sherilf hailed hiin at the sam(^ moment, and requested him to " hold on." " Stop, Ellis — riijht tliar in your tracks, as the bullet said to the buck," Suggs responded; "them dockymeiits looks vcncrnious ! " " No use," said the officer — " sooner or later you must be taken ; dog-face Billy Towns is here, and he'll go your se- curity." "Keep off, 1 tell yoy, Ellis; I ain't safe to-day — the old woman's coifee was cold this mornin', and it fretted me. If you've got anything agin me, keep it 'till Court — I'll be thar — ' waive all formalities,' you know ! " "I will waive nothing," replied the sheriff, advancing: "I'll put you whar I can iiud you when wanted." Suggs drew an old revolving pistol, whereupon the sherih" paused. "The blood," shouted the captain, "of the High Slieriff of Tallapoosy County be upon his own head. If he crowds on to me, 1 give fair warnin' I'll discharge this revuUeii' pistol seven several and distinct times, as nigh into the curl of his forehead, as the uatur' of the case will admit." For a moment the sheriff was intimidated ; but recollecting that 'J.iptain Suggs Iiad a religions dread of carrying loaded lire-arn\s rdto.ii I'is person, although he often sported theiir imcharged f.' effect, he briskly resumed his stride, and the captniu, hvH'iig th,' "revolter" at his head, at once fell into a "^vii'iiig pa'^t!'' ro'.vards i'i\Kj rack whore stood his pouv, "Ciittv^n. '■ ' n liiin with fit need not; f the wos; the sliei'ii'i' [ lookiug as oro was an d began to liaiied liiiu Ll." bullet said lents looks ou must bo !;o your se- ty — the ohl ,'d me. !f 1 be thai'— I'll tlio shcrih' 1 SheriiV of •owds on to )istol seven is forehead, recollectinir ying loaded ortcd them le, and tli ' ce fell into his pony. TEAITS OF AMERICAN IIUMOUK. 255 The sheriff's horse, by chance, Avas tied at the same rack, but a Avag of a ft flow, catching Suggs's idea, unhitched the ])ony, and threw the bridle over its neck, and held it ready to be mounted ; so that the ca])tain was in his saddle, and his nag at half speed, ere the sherilf put his foot in the stirrup. Her? they go! clattering down the street "like an armed troop! " Now tlk. blanket-coat of tlie invincible captain dis- appears round Luke Davenport's corner! The sheriif is hard after him! "Go it, Ellis!" "Go it, Suggs!" "Whoop! whoop! hurrah!" 7\gain the skirts of the blanket-coat be- come visible, on the rise by M'Cleudon's, whisking about the pony's rnmp! "Lay whip, sherilf; your bay's lazy!" The old l)ay gains on Jhittim, however. But now they turn down I the long hill towards Johnson's Mill Creek, liight sturdily the pou}- bears his master on, but tlie bay is overhauling him fast! They near the creek! lEe has him! no! — the horse runs against the pony — falls himself — projects his rider into the thicket on the right — and knocks the pony and its rider into the stream. It happened t!iat by the concur-Tion or some other cause the girth of Captain Suggs's saddle Wt h broken , so that neither himself nor his saddle was ])rccisely m\ JJutton's back when they reached the water. It was no lime to stop for trifles, liowever ; so leaving the saddle in the creek, the captain be- strode the bare back of his panting animal, and made the best of his way onward. He knew that the slieriff would still follow, and he therefore turned from the j'oad at right angles, skirted the creek swam]) for a mile, and then took a direction by which he would reach the road again, four or live miles 'rom the scene of his recent submersion. The dripping captain and his reeking steed cut a dolorous figure, as they traversed the woods. It was rather late in the season to make the hydropathic treatment they had so lately undergone agreeable ; and the dc[iarture of the captain from Dadeville had been too unexpected and hurried to allow the slightest opportunity for lllliug his quart tickler. " AV^onder," said he to himself, " if I won't take a fit aforo I git anv more — or else have a whole carrvvan of blue-no.- monkeys and forty-tail snakes after me — and so get a sight of the menajerie 'thout payin' the fust red cent. Git up, you lazy Injun! " AVith the last Avords, Simon vigorously drove his heels against Button's sides, and in a half-hour had regained the road. Scarcely had Captain Suggs trotted a hundred yards, when 256 TRAITS OF AMERICAN HUMOUR. the Round of horsfo' feet bnhind him caused liim to look back. It was the sheriif. "Hollo! Sheriff! stop!" said Suggs. The sheriff drew up his horse. " I've got a proposition to make to you ; you can go homo with me, and fliar 1 can give bond." " Very well," said the sheriif. "But luinds off till we git thar, and you ride fifty stops ahead of me, for fear of accidents — that's the proposition." "Agreed!" " jN'ot so fast," said Suggs, "thar's a condition." " What's that V " " Have you got any liquor along ? " The sheriff pulled out a blnnk bottle by way of reply. " JN[ow," said Captain Suggs, " do you putthe])ottle on that stump thar, and ride out from the road fifty yards, and when I git it, take your position in front." These manoiuvres were performed with much accuracy, aud the parties being ready, and the captain one drink ahead : "For — rard, march!" said Suijtis. In this order the sheriff and captain wended their way, until they arrived at the crossing of Eagle Creek, a stream having amir}'- swamp on each side. As his pony was drinking, an idea popped into the captain's head which was immediately acted upon. He suddenly turned his pony's head down stream, and in half a minute was out of sight. " Come, Button," said he, "let's hunt wild-cats a spell ! " The sheriff, almost as soon as he missed our hero, heard hini f;plashing down the creek. He plunged into the swamp, with the intention of headin::: him, but the mud v.-as so soft that after floundering about a little while, he gave it u]), and returned to the road, cursing as much for the loss of his black bottle, as of the captain. " H(dlo, Ellis ! " shouted Suggs. "Hello, yourself!" " Don't you try that swamp no more ; it'll mu'e butterflies, in spots! " " No danger ! " was the response. " And don't you try to follow lur, on that tall horse, down the run of this creek ; if you do, you'll have both eyes hangin' on bamboo briers in goin' a hundred yanls — besides moccasin time ainH over vet, and thar's lots of 'em about these old logs ! " "Take care of yourself, ^'ou old thief! " said the irritated officer. " Once again, Ellis, old fellow! " said Suggs, coaxingly. TIIAITS OF AMEinCAX lIl'MOnZ 2-7 00k back. 1 20 homo fifty steps .tion." 3ply. :tle on that md wlien I I accuracy, ■ink ahead : their way, eaiu having [n<^, an idea ^ately acted cam, and in a spell ! " heard him amp, with !0 soft that d returned i: bottle, as I butterflies, borse, down yes hangin' les moccasin ) old logs ! " he irritated "AVhat do yon want?" " Not liin', only I'm mucli ohiceged to you for liiif^hhick hotlK* — here H luck ! — you can charge the pi'i(!e in the lu'xt bill oi costs you git agin me." '^rhc discomlMed slieriiV could st;;nd tl\I:^ je(MMng from the captain no longer, so he put spin's to his horse; ami k'fl. " Xow," nnn'miMvd Suggs, " hjt me (le})art in peace, fortliar's no chance to kelch up wiih \\w now ! — Cus.s the hok» — ami h I )axingly. yondei" s a liorsni log " Well, the wicked flei^ wi'vn no man jmrsneth ; woinier vrliat they'd do if they had that black rascal, I\lartin Ellis, al'ier 'em. on that infernal long-legged bay ? J3urn the luck ! t liar's that new saddle that 1 l>orr()\ved fro,.i t1u> ^Mississippi feller — which he'll never couu^ h.ack j'or it — lha!\s lost in the mill creek ! — jist as good as ten dollars out of my ]H)ckef. \\ ell, it's no use '.<})utin' with ])roviden( e — liit /'•;7/ purviile!' '■ Tlie Grand Jurors tif the State of Alabama," he continu(Hl, r.oliloqui/ing in the verbiage of an indictment ; '' ehn'ted, sworn, and charged — (hinicd rai^rals fill, t'u'i/i Jim Jiuhicr at the Iicail ! — to iiKpiire for the body of 'J'allapoosa Von\\ty~-(liirn iheii' licarls ! i/\s'vi>/ bodii il\rif m (tj'lcr ! — upon tlieir oaths present — conj'uitiul //ff'/i/ !—thnt Simon Suggs— A 'w/ //ia/\s- dw, hut i/)r:f onif/lit^ve 2'>i't the ' Ciiptaiii ' to it, ttioiKjh I — late of said CVani/ — -juiit n.s if f ivani t one of tlie fud settlers, wJiicli I was 'w, ■', ([I ore tlicji had a niijn. of a Vi)v.i't-hoHxel " Well, it's no use thinkin' about tlie 1_\ in' tiling ; I'll have to go lladenskeldt, at Court, to get me out'n the suck. jN'ow, //«"'6' a quar one, ain't he ? Isever got him to do any law job for me yet but what I had to ]*ay him — drot the feller. Anybody would think 'twas as hard to git money from me as 'tis for a jiian to draw a he.adless tenpeiniy nail out'n an oak post with his teeth — but that little biack-headed lawver makes a ten, or a ticcntii. come every po}) ! " \V onder how fur 'tis down to the bend ? This creek makes into the river about a mile below it, they say. Never mind, thar's a I'ew drinks of the ipsiidinory left, and the menajjerie won't open to-day. I judge if my old woman knowed uhar 1 was goin', and icho I was goin' to see, she'd make the yeath shake. J^ut she don't know ; it's a prinsij^pel that provideiu'o lias ])ut into the bosom of a man — leastways all sensible men — to run on and talk a heap afore their wives, to make 'em believe thrjfre iurniii' irrojir/ side out l)e fore ''em, and yet never tell 'em th.e fust word of truth. It's a wise thing in providence, too. Wonder if I'll ketch that rascal Jim Sijarkji jewlarkin' round Betsy, down at old Bub's ! " 115 S TRAITS OF AM1:KI('AN IIKMOLTI. On tho mornin::^ after thn ocotuTonoo of tlm ful\'onf:urp \\(» liavt; related, Capl.aiii Siii^ujs sat in aloni,'triin-1)tiiH Indian canoe, uhicli was moored to tho nortli l>ank of tlu; Tallapoosa river. Sr-Av him \vas Miss IJetsy (\)('lverell. She sat racini^ the exp- lain, on a hoard laid across tlu^ <;iin\vale3 of the boat, Miss Helsy was a honmang L,Mrl, plnmp, fn-m, and sauey, wiih a jnisehievouH rolling eye, and a sharp word for ever at her tongne's vnd. She seemed to bo eo(|uetting with the paddle slu; iu'ld in her hand, and oeeasionally wonid strike it on the water, so as to besprinkle Captain Sngi^'s, mnch to his ainioyajiee. '• Oh, Captin, you do ])(M'sua(le me to promise you so hard. And Jim S[)ai'ks says you'n; married; and if you ain't you mought 'a been, twenty years ago ; you're old enough. " — (splash !) "I say, mind how you throw your water! J.in Sparks is a triflin' dog — if 1 have got a wife, i>etsy, slie is goi'i' fast." '• (loin' wJiar/'" askiMl Betsy, strikitig the water again. " Coiii'oniul your paddle ! ean't you keep it still ? Providence is goiu' to -take lu r home, Betsy — she's dwindled away to a shaddiM', with that cough and one thing and another. She ain't long for this world," he added, mounifnlly ; "and if you, lietsy, will oidy make u]) your mind — tlie devil take that paddle ! — you'j. rn over tlu; boat, and throw me in the river ! —uiako up your mind to step into her shoes, it looks like it would sort o' reconcile me to lose her" — and here a tear leaked out of eacli corner of tho captain's eyes. '' Oh. Captin," said Betsy, half shutting one cyo, and look- ing ([uiz/.ical ; "th '. :'s so many good-lookin' young felhu's aljonl. 1 hate to give 'eni up. 1 like you, Ca[)tin, but thar's Bill Edwards, and Jet AVallis, and Jim Spark's, and "— " ' Good lookin' ! ' and ' Jet AVallis ' and ' Jim Sparks ! ' Why .let's mouth is no better than a hole made in the fore ])art of his head with a claw-hammer — and as for Jim Sparks, he's got tlie face of a terrier dog." "Do you count jj oiu\sclf ^ood-lookm' ? " asked Betsy, with great naivete. " Gal ! " rejdied Suggs, with dignity, " did you ever see mc in my unit'orm'r' with my silvc;r ojipolots on my shoulder 't f\n\ my red sasli round my waist? and the sword that (jtovernor Bagby give me, with the gold scabbard a hangin' by my le •J " Just at this moment a step was heard, and before the ca]> tain and Betsv had recovered from the shock of intrusion, Sherilf Ellis stepped into the boat, and asserted that Suggs " w;u Ins |)risoner ! " Mit out vim Rrai ^ort TKAITS OF AMKRICAN ITUMr)l'lI. 2.V.) it lire wo 111 canoe, is!i river, tlie (Mj)- ,t. ^liss , wivli a ', 80 as to I so hard. aiiTt you lough. — ; parks is a la-^t. airain. Providmico away to a , SliV ain't yon, Bet^y, paddlo ! — 1 — nuike up uUl sort o' out ot" each ■, and look- Uors aboiiv, thar's IVill rks!' AVhy :> part ofh- ic's <:ot tiic llVjtsy, with lever see uio ulder 'i nnl It (iovernoi' tin' by niy [ore the cap- If intrusion. Isuggs^was " Tr(Hnlatlast I " said tlio <'aplain; "l)ut it's no nsc frcttin' ; I'lo \va\s of providence is niysleriuns. Jjut whar did you cross, Ellis?'' " Oh, T knew you'd bo nbont the old lick Ion; 'a fisliin' with I'etsy. I'll turn the kuniux) loose, aiul r>el« will taki' us across. 1 crossed at ilandu'ick's ierrv, left niv horse o!i t'other side, and (■o!ne down on yon, like a nunlc on a settiu' hen. Come! come! iLs time we were oil' to Dadeville." " Providence is agin me," sighed the captain ; *^' I'm pulled uj) with a short jerk, in the middU^ of my knrrei-r, AV'^ell, bnt," lie continued, nuising, " 'sj)ose a feller tries on his own hook — iio harm in takin' (til tlie chances—l ain't in jail i/rl ! " A few yards below the boat landing, there grew out of tho iiank an inunense water-oak, projecting over the river at an anglt^ of abont forty-live. A Inige muscadine vine enwrapped the oak in every part, its branches and tendrils covering it like net-work. The grapes were now ripe, and hung over the river *' In hacclinnal profusion, I'urple and ^ni-sliiiig." Betsy allowed the canoe to drop down slowly, jnst outsido of where the tij)s of the lower branches of the tree dallied witii the ri])pling water. The fruit attracted the sherlirs eye and. appetite, and reaching out an arm he laid hold of a branch, and began to " pluck and eat." " Drot the grapes I " said Snggs, angrily : " let's go on ! " " Kec^p cool," said the sherilf, ''I'll till my pockets llrst." " J3e iu a hurry, then, and if you icill gather the sour things, reach uj) and pull down them big bunches, up thar," pointing to some fine clusters higher than the sheriil' could reach, as ho stood up in the boat; "j)ull the vines down to you." The sherilf tried, but the vines resisted his utmost strength ; so crying "steady!" he pulled himself up clear of the boat, and began to try to establish a tooting among the foliage. At this moment Captain Suggs made no remark orally, but his eye said to Betsy, as plainly as eye could talk, " hit her a lick l3ack, my gal! " Silently the paddle went into the water, Betsy leaning back, Mith lips compressed, and in a second the canoe shot ten feet out from the tree, and the sheriff was left dangling among tho vines ! " Stop your senseless jokes ! " roared the oflicer. *' Keep cool, old Tap-my-shoulder ! thar's jist tho smallest grain of a joke in this here that ever you seed. It'a the coldest sort of airnest." 2C0 TKAiT.s or A:\n:iJiCAN TirMoiru, Wliui nIkiII I do? II. .u' shall \ ullon, who was tied lo a tlucUet near by, and mount- ing, pursued his homeward way. " Jv r/v.'/' ilcsj)n)\''' ho said to hiinself, as lie jogged along, *' never despar! Honesty, a l)riglit wati-h-out. a hand o' cards in your lingers and one in your lap, wiLh a little grain of help from ])ro\ idenci', will always lllcli a man through I Never despai'! I've lu'ii hunted and traeki;d and dogged like a cussed Wolf. hiiL the Lord has purvided, and my wust iniiii// li:(ti lack (( b'i'cl (Jit up, Jiutlun, you old Hop-eared Injun!" LU. POI.LV I'lC.Vlil.OSSOM S WKDUINO. "jNIy stm's! that ])arson is itoawrful slow a-coming! I reckon he wa'n't so tedious gitting to his own. wedding as he is counng here," said one oi' the bridesmaids of Miss Polly Peablossom, as she bit her lips, and peej)ed into a small look- ing-glass for the twentieth time. "lie ])reaches enough about the shortness of a lifetime," remarked another pouting JNIiss, '• and how we ought to improve our opportiuiilies, not to be creeping along like a snail, when a whole wedding-party is waiting for him, and the walHes are getting cold, and the chickens burning to a crisp." "ILive patience, girls, maybe the man's lost his spurs and can't get along any faster," was the consolatory appeal of an arch-looking damsel, as she linished tlie last of a bunch of grapes. th TIIAITS OF AMi:UICAN TTI'MOUII. CGI. ? " nski-il ■' waa tlu! to — about ciTtalnly alrcadv." , "1 \vi^^ • ^:»y'"o '^ oat, Sii'j:'j,-^< IKi lUOUUl- ' cai'ds liii of iK-lp li I Never reel like a ,vust iuiiiii/ [ illJLlu!" oming ding as h(! Miss Polly luall look- a lifetime," to improve lail, when a waiiles are spurs and )peal of au_ a bunch of " Or perhaps his old !n\-e;iri'd lutrse li:i.s Jumjcd out of the j'astiu'e, and tlie old «i;cutlemau has to take it a-l'oot," burudsieil the fourth bridesmaid. The bride used industrious cfTorls io appear ])atieut and rather indillerent amid the ^eui'ral restiveiu'ss of iier aids, and Would oceasionally alleet extreme uierrimeni ; hut lier shrewd atteiidiuita eliar;;('d her with beiuj; ild;.,'ety, and rather niule uneasy than she wanted folks to believe. "Jlello, 1'loyd ! " shout(Ml old Captain Pealdossom out of doors to his eopperas-trowsered son, who was enlei-taiuini;- the vouu'>' beaux of the nei'dibourliood with fonts <»f aiiNiiy in jinn|MUti; with weights — " Floyd, ilirow down them rocks, and put the bridle on old Sni[). and ride d(Avn the road :ind see if you can't .see Parson (lyuipsoy, and tell biui hurry al(mg,'we are all waitin<^ for him. lie must thiuk weddiu_,s are like his uieetin,(];s, that can be put oil' to the 'Sunday after the fourth Siitui'day in next mouth,' after the crowd's rdl •^alliered and ]v:u!y to 'near tli^' preachiuj!;. If you don't meet him, ,'j;o clra/i to his house. 1 'spect he's heard that liushy Creek Ned's hero with his fiddle, and taken a scare." As the night was wearing on. and no pnrson had couu' yet to unite the destinies of (ieoi-ge AVashington lb Igkius and '•the amiable and aceomplished " j\liss Polly Pe;;b]>)Ssom, the former individual intimiited to hi?', in fended the propriety of passing off the i me by having a dance. Polly asked her ma, and her ma, after arguing that it wns i.ot the fashion in her finie, in North Car'lina, to dance befuro the f'cremoni/, at last coTisented. The artist from Jju.-hy Cicek was called in, and after nnu-h tuning and adjusting of the screws, he struek i![) "]\loiuy IMusk ; " and away went the <'ountry-dance, Polly Penblossom at the head, with Thomas Jeiferson Hodgkins as her partner, and George AVashingtoii llodgkins next, with Polly's sister, Luvisa, for his partner. Polly danced to every geni lenian, and Thomas rlefilrsou (lanced to every lady; tlu'U up and dov u in the middle and hands all round. Next came Geor^ie 'Wa>.iinon) and a bevy of youngsters, who either could not or did not desire to get into the dance — ])robal)ly the foriuer — and who amused themselves by jumping and wrestling. On the othiT side a group of matrons sat under the trees, in chairs, and discoursed IMAGE EVALUATION TEST TARGET (MT-3) 1.0 I.I Hi 12.5 130 K m m 2f HA ■ 2.2 m ■ 40 I 2.0 m '•2^lll'-^ ' < 6" » v] /^ ^;. '/ /A Photographic Sciences Corporation 23 WIST MAIN STREET WEBSTER, N.Y. 14580 (716) S72-4503 6^ 2G2 TKAITS OF AMERICAN HUMOUR. of the mysteries of making butter, curing chickens of the pip and children of the crwup, besides lamenting the misfortuui-s of some neighbour, or the indiscretion of some neighbour's daughter, who had run away and married a circus-rider. A few pensive couples, eschewing the "giddy dance," promenaded the yard and admired the moon, or " wondered if all them little stars were worlds like this." Perhaps they may have sighed sentimentally at the folly of the musquitoes and bugs which were attracted round the fires to get their pretty little wings scorched and lose their precious lives ; or they may have talked of "true love," and plighted their vows, for aught we know. Old Captain Peablossom and his pii)e, during the while, were the centre of u circle in front of the house who had gathered around the old man's arm-chair to listen to his " twice- told tales " of " hair-breadth 'scapes," of " the battles and sieges he had passed ; " for you must know the captain was no " sum- mer soldier and sunshine patriot ; " he had burned gunpowder in defence of his beloved country. At the especial request of Squire Tompkins, the captain narrated the perilous adventures of Isewnan's little band among the Seminoles. How "bold Newnan" and his men lived on alligator fiesh and parched corn, and marched barefooted through saw-palmetto ; how they met Bowlegs and iiis warriors near Faine's Prairie, and what fighting was there. The amusing incident of Bill Cone and the terrapin shell, raised shouts of laughter among the young brood, who had flocked around to hear of the wars. Bill (the " Camden Bard," peace to his ashes), as the captain familiarly called him, was sitting one day against the logs of the breastwork, drinking soup out of a ter- rapin shell, when a random shot from the enemy broke the shell and spilt his soup, whereupon he raised his head over the breastwork and sung out, " Oh, you villain ! you couldn't do that again if you tried Torty times." Then the captain, after repeated importunities, laid down his pipe, cleared his throat, and sung : " "We inarcherf on 'to our next station, The Ingons on before did bide, They shot and killed liold Newnan's nigger, And two other white men by his side." The remainder of the epic we have forgotten. After calling out for a chunk of fire, and relighting his pipe, he dashed at once over into Alabama, in General Floyd's army, and fought the battles of Calebee and Otassee over again iu detail. The artillery from Baldwin county blazed away, and made the little boys aforesaid think they could hear thunder TKAITS OF AMERICAN HUMOUR. 203 f the pip stbrtuiRvs glibour's idor. A )menade(l he7n little ^e si filled gs \vhich tie wings ,ve talked know, he while, who had s " twice- md sieges uo " sum- unpowder e captain nd among 1 lived on juretboted s warriors e amusing shouts of around to ce to his g one day b of a ter- e the shell over the juldn't do tain, after iis throat, ig his pipe, yd's army, r again in away, and ir thunder almost, and the rifles from Putnam made their patriotic young spirits lung to reveiige that gallant corps. And the S(piire was astonished at tlie narrow escape his friend had of falling into the hands of Weatherford and his savages, when he was miraculously rescued by Timpoochie Barnard, the Utchce chief. At this stage of alTairs, Floyd («o/ f/ie fjenoral, but the am- bassac'or) rode up, with a m}sterious look on his countenance. The dancers left oil' in the middle of a set, and assembled around the mesHeiiger, to hear the news of the parson. The old ladies crowded up too, and t!ie captain and tiie s(piire were eager to hear. But Floy(^ felt the iinporlanc;.! of his situ- ation, and was in no hurry to divest himself of tlie momentary dignity. " Well, as I rode on down to Boggy Gut, I saw — " "Who cares what the devil vou saw?" e.xi-laimed tht» impatient captain; "tell us if the piirson is coming first, and you may take all night to tell the bahmce, if you like, afler- wards." " I saw — " continued Floyd pertinaciously. " Well, my dear, what did you see r* " asked ]Mr3 Pea- blossom. '' I saw that some one had tool-en away some of the mils on the cross wav, or they had washed away or ."^omehow — " " Did anybody ever hear the like ? " said the caj)tam "And so 1 got down," continued Floyd, " and hunted seme more and fixed over the boggy place." Here P(illy laid her hand on his arm and requested, with a beseeching look, to know if the parson was on the way. " I'll tell you all about it presently, Polly. And when I got to the run of the creek, then — " '• Oh, the devil ! " ejaculated Captain Peablossom, " stalled again ! " " Be still, honey, let the child tell it his own way — he always would have his way, you know, since we had to humour him so when he had the measles," interposed the old lady. Daniel Newnan Peablossom, at this juncture, facetiously lay down (m the ground, with the root of an old oak for his pillow, and called out yawningly to his pa, to "wake him when brother l^loyd had crossed over the rim of the creek and arrived safely at the parson's." This caused loud laughter. Floyd sim])ly noticed it by observing to his brother, "Yes, you think you're w/y///// .smart before all these folks ! " and re- sumed his tedious route to Parson (irympsey's, with as little prosjject of reaching the end of his story as ever. 2Gi TUAITS OF AMERICAN IIUMOKK. Mm Pcablossoin tried to coax liiiu to '\ji-'r meeting. 11 very per- green and ic matter, cause such ;aid. "You "ec (St Ee), 1 o'ive out. 'oman, has ler, or what sigh. TllAlTS OF AMERICAN IIUMOUi?. 2G5 " Well, what is it ? yon are all getting as b:ul a.s I'lovd, icri'iifiiiiKj a lelh)\v to death." *• I'arson (Tyin])sey was digging a new horb-f tr;)Ugh and cut his leg to the bone with the foot-adze, and can't Ci)ine— Ob, dear!" " I wish he had taken a fancy to 'a done it a wvcV. ago, so wo mnut 'a got anotlier parson, or as long as no other time Avould suit but to-day, 1 wish lie had cut liis denied eternal head oil'!" "Oil, iiiv ! husband," exclaimed ^frs l\>a!^lossoin. Busliy Creek ]N'ed, standing in the pia/./a with his iiddle, struck up the old tune of " We'll dance all ni,^■ht, 'till hroad (layli'j-lit. And go home •with tlio ijkIs iii tlio moniiii;;." Xed's hint caused a movement towards the dancing-room, nmoug the yoiuig people, when the caj)tain, as if waking from a revery, exclaimed in a loud voice, " Oh, the devil ! what are we all thinking of? why here''-" scpiire Tompkins, he can perform I he crreuio)!!/. If a man can't marry folks, wiiat's the use of being S(piire at all ? " ^lanna did Jiot come in better time to the children of Isracd in the wilderness, than did this discovery of the worthy caplain to the com])any assembled. It was as vivifying as a shower of i-ain on corn that is about to shoot and tassel, espeeiully to G . \\. Ifodgkins and his lady-love. Squire Tompkins was a newly elected magistrate, and some- what diilldent of his abilities in this untried depaitment. He (expressed a hint of the sort, which the captain only noticed with the exclamation, " hoot toot ! " jMrs Peablossom insinuated to her husband, that in her da// the '' (juali/i/,'' or better sort of people in JS'orth Ca'hna, had a prejudice cff/in being married by a magistrate; to which the old gentleman replied, " None of your nonsense, old lady, none of your Duplin county aristocracy about here, now. The better sort of people, I think you say ! Xow, you know Xortb Ca'lina ain't tiie best State in tlie Union, nohow, and Dn()li)'s the ])oorest county in the State. Better sort of ])eo[)le, is it^ QnalUi/, eh! Who the devil's better than we are? A n't we honest ? An't we raised our children decent, and learned them how to read, write, and cipher ? An't I foai under Xewnaii and I'loyd for the country? Why, darn it! we are the verj/ i(?.v^ sort of peoj)le. Slnlf! nonsense! The wedding shall no oil; Polly shall have a husband." IMrs P. 's eyes lit u|j — her cheek Hashed, as she heard "the old iS'orth State" spoken of 200 TUAITS OF AMElilCAN IIUMOUU. 80 (lis|);ira;Tin^ly ; but slio \v;is a woman of pjood sense, and rc- scrvi'd tlui cast i^at ion I'op a I'litiiri' curtain Ifcturo. 'i'lnu^s wore soon arran;4('(l tor tlio wt'ddii)L(; and as tlio old woodru clock on the niantcl-piccc struck one, the bridal [)arty were; duly arran^^ed ou the floor, and the crowd j^athered 'aiud, eaj^er to observe rvery twiukle of the bridegroom's eye, and every blush of the bloomiuij^ bride. Tlu! bridesmaids aud their male attendants wore arranp^ed in cou[)U's, as in a cotillion, to form a hollow 8(juare, in the centre of which were the S(juire and betrothing parties. Each of the attendants bore a caiulle ; !Miss Tabithu held hers in a long brass candlestick, which had belonged to J*olly's grand- mother, in shajjc and length somewhat resend)ling "Cleopatra's needle;" jMiss liuvisa bore a ilat tin one; the third attendant bore sucli an article as is usually susj)ended on a nail against the wall, and the fourth had a curiously devii-ed something cut out of wood with a pocket-knife. I'or want of a further sujVj)]y of candK'sticks, the male attendants held naked candles in their liands. J'olly was dressed in white, and wore a bay ilower with its green leaves in her hair, and the whisper went round, " Now (lonl she look pretty P " George Washington llodgkin.'i ix'joiced in a white satin stock, aiul a vest and pantaloons of orange colour; the vest was straight-collared, like a continental olUcer's In the revolution, and had eagle buttons on it. They were a tine-looking couple. When everything was ready, a ])ause ensued, and all eyes were turned on the Scjuire, who seemed to be undergoing a mental a person out of doors, sung oul, " Come into court ! " and the laughter was general. The bridesmaids s[)ilt the tallow from tlu'ir candles all over the floor, in the vain attemj)t to look serious. One of tliem 'lad a red mark on her lip for a mouth afterwards, where slu^ had bit it. The bridegroein ])ut his hands in his pockets, and took them out again ; the bride looked as if she would faint — and so did the (Sijuire ! ]5ut the Squire was an indefatigable man, and kept tr} ing. His next eflbrt was, " To all and singular, the sher — " "Let's run! he's going to level on us," said two or three at once. Here a gleam of light flashed across the face of S(piire Tompkins. That dignitary looked ai'ouiul all at once, with as iiuich satisfaction as Archimedes could have felt, when he dis- covered the method of ascertaining the spec! lie gravity of bodies. In a grave and dignified manner, lie said, "Mr Hodgkins, hold up your right hand ' George "Washington obeyed, and held up lis hand. " Miss Polly, hold up yours." Polly, in her confusion, held up the left hand. " The other hand. Miss Peablossom." And the Squire proceeded, in a loud and composed manner, to qualify them : " You and each of you do solemnly swear, before the pre- sent conn ipany yoi pel singular the functions of a husband or wife —as the cast; may be — to the best of your knowledge and abilitv, so help you God!" " Good as wheat! " said Captain Peablossom. " Polly, my 3 in a'corncL' I g^d, come and kiss your old father j I never felt so happy since 2('S TIIAITS or AMl'inCAN TIUMOril llic (Iny T was (lls(l)ar!.^'(l I'roiii tlio arm\,aml set out lunncwarils to 8oe your iDolher." ]J11. THE MOTIIKll ANJ) IILll CHILD. "WuKN^CE comes tlio j^'ibberisli wliicli is almost iuvariaMv ii^'cil l)y motlicrs aiul unrst-s to iiit'ants? Take lor oxami)!i! the lollowiiii;, wliicl) will aiiswcr thu twofold purpose of illus- trating my idea, and of exhibiting cue of the peculiarities of the aL,a». A few days aojo, T called to spend an hour in the afternoon with "Slv Slang, whose wife is the mother of a ehild about eight months old. AVhile I was there, the ehild in the nurse's arms, iu an ad- joining rduni, began to cry. "You Ivose," said 31rs Slang, addressing a female slave, *'(]uiet that ehild!" Kose walked it, and sang to it; but it did ni^t hush. "You Kosu!. if vou do not quiet that ehild, I lay I make von." "T is tried, ma'am," said Kose, "an' he wouldn't get luLshed." {Child cries lander.^ "Fetch him here to me, you good for nothing hussy yru. "What's the matter with him?" reaching out her arms to ro ceive him. " I dun know, ma'am." " Nhei — nhun — nho — nha'am ! " {mocl'ing and grinning at JiOHc). As 1-vose delivered the child, she gave visible signs of dodg- ing, just as the child left her arms; and, that she nn'ght not be (lisaj)pointed, Mrs Slang gave her a box ; in which there seemed to be no anger mixed at all ; and which Eose received as a matter of course, without even changing countenance undei" it. " Da deni " said 3[rs Slang, "come elong e muddy (moth.er). Did nassy Yosey (liose), pague muddy thweety chilluns? (children)," pressing the child to her bosom, and rocking it backward and forward tenderly. " Muddina will whippy olc liuiiiewards TRAITS OF AMERICAN IirMOlJR. 200 t invariiil'^y for exanipK! oso of illiis- ?uliarities of le afternoon [ a];out oij^lit ris, iu an nd- fomalo slaw, liusli. t lay I nial*-;v Tosev. All! you old nggy Yosey " (/rnnrJciiif/ (if liotie I'uii/fitlli/). " Da den ; muddy ilid w !ii[)[)y bad Vosey." {Cliilil coiifiiwrs cri/iiir/.) " Why what upon earth ails the child? Kose, you''e hurt iWis child, someliow or other! " " Xo ni'ni, 'da' I didn't — T wd^ jist sitt'n down dar in the rock'n chair long sidi' o' Mis. Nancy's hurt'au, an' want (IdIu' iiothin' 't ;dl to him. jis playiu' wid him, aud he jis hegiu to cty h 'srlf. wlu'U noliody wa'u't doin' notiiin' 't all to him, ami nu- li. )dy wa'nt in dar nutlier sept jis me and him, and 1 was — " "Xhing -nhing — nhing — and J. ex[)ect you hit his luad against the bureau." " r.'ct muddy see where ole bad Yosey kriocky l\'\id 'gin di* bureaus. Miuldy icill see," talaug olf the child's cap, aud lliuliug nothing {('/tild cries on.) "]Muddv's baby was hongry. Dat was what ails muddv's darling, th'swei'ly oui'S. AV'as cho hongry. an' nobody \\ »uld givy litty darling any slugs "t all for eaty ? " {loosini/ hrrj'rorh hosoni). ''No, nobody would giin t'shwecly oues any sings fo' eat 't all" — (o/Jers the. hrca.sf li> l/ir c/ii/i/, who rrjccfs if, rolls over, li'ickfi, and screaius worse than crcr). " Hush, you little brat ! I holies i' it's nothing in the world but ci'ossness. llush! (,s//^'/.'/,/y //), hush, 1 tell you! " (^CJ)il(i cries to the ne plus ultra.) " Why surely a [)iu must stick the child. Yes, was e bad pin did ticky chilluns. J^et mtuldy see where (\{.^ ^'^'^'AY 1"'^ ^'*^1 ticky dear prettous creter " {e.ra mining/). "' WHiy no, it isn't a piu. AVhy what can be the matti'r with the child ! It must have the cholie sundy. Kose. go brinn" nu) the paragoric off the mantel-[)iece. Yes, muddy 's bal)y did hab e tolic. L)at was what did ail muddy's prettous darly baby." {Fressiuf/ it to her hosnin and rnclcinff it. Child cries on.) Kose brought the paragoric, handed it, dodged, aud got her expectations realized as before. " Now go bring nie the sugar, and some water." Eose brought them, and ilelivered both without the custom- ary reward ; for at that instant, the child being laid perfectly still on the lap, hushed. The paragoric was administered, and the child received it with only a whimper now and then. As soon as it received the medicine, the mother raised it up and it began to cry. " Why Lord help my soul, what's the matter with the child 1 what have you done to him, you little hussy ? " ionising and walking towards Hose.) 270 TRAITS OF AMF,nrCA\ ntlMOI'R. "Tl.-r, ]\rissis, I ciiit (loiu; notliiii' 'tall — was jis sittiii' down ilii Ijy Aliss iXuMcy'H hu — " " You lit', you slut ! " {liiff'uirj hrr n passim/ filffp), " I know you've hurt hini, husli, luy baby" {.sim/iii'/ the dn/itrf,) " (.lou'i you tM'y, your awc'tlicart will coinc by'iu'by ; da, de duin duiu duiu day, da do duin diddle dum dum day." {Cl/ild erics on.) " Lord help my so\d and body, what can be the matter with my baby ! " (/cars cominy iulo hrr own cr/eH). *' Somethin''hed at the touch of aii'j particular part). But the ehild eried less while she was I'eeliu^' it than before. " Yes, dat was it ; wanted litty armsyubb'd. Mud will yub its sweet little arms." {Ctidd liet/ins ar/aiji.) " What upon earth ean make my baby cry so!" rising and walkin;^ to the window. (Stojis at the window, and the child hushes.) "Yes, dat was it : did want to look out 'e windys. See tlio ])retty chickens. 0-o-o-h ! L.,ok, at, the beauty rooster I Vontler's old aunt JJetty ! See old aunt Betty, pickin' u]) chips. Yes, oie aunt Betty, pickin' np chip lb' bake bicky (biscuil) to' Kupper ! " (Child begins arjain.) good chilluns. Good aunt Betty fo' make bicky fo' sweet baby' •! " lloo-o-o ! see de windy ! " {knocking on tue window. Child screams). " You Rose ! what have you done to this child ? You little hussy you, it' you don't tell me how you hurt him, I'll whip you as louf; as I can find vou! " " JNlissis I 'cla' 1 never done noth'n' 't all to him. I was jis sett'n' down da by Miss Nancy's bu — " "It* yon say 'Miss Nancy's bureau' to me again, I'll stulT Miss Nancy's bureau down your throat, you little lying slut! I'm just as sure you've hurt him, as if I'd seen you. How did you hurt him? " Here Hose was reduced to a non phts ; for, upon the peril of having a bureau stutl'ed down her throat, she dare not repcan the oft-told tale, and she knew no other. She therefore stood mute. " Julia," said jNIr Slang, " bring the child to me, and let mo see if I can discover the cause of his crying." Mr Slang took the child, and commenced a careful examin- ation of it. He removed its cap, and beginning at the crown ^sittlii' down qi), " 1 know HU't,) " doii'l do dum duiu 3 matter with inethiii'j;'8 tlio \ her hip, mid touch uf a I'll »e was t'eclii)L; Mud will yub ! " rising and idya. See ilio uit y rooster I kin' uj) c'iii])s. y (biscuit) lu' ' sweet baby' :^ viiiduw. Child ? You little I'll whip you im. I was jis rain, I'll stulT le lying t*liit • )U. How did :)\\ the peril of ro not repeat leretbre stood le, and let mo xeful examin- at the crown TKAITS OF AMKUICAN IIUMOril. 271 of its head, ho extended tlie searui slowly and eautionslv down- ward, accc i[)anyinij; the; eye with the touch of tl»e tini;er. Ih^ had not ])roeeeded far in this way, befi)re he diseovered in the right ear of the cliild, a small featlier, the cause, of course, of all its wailing. The cause renu)veil, the child soon changed its tears to smiles, greatly to the delight of all, and to none more than to Kose. LIV. PELEO W. PONDER ; OU, THE rOLITICIAN WITHOUT A SIDE. It is a curious thing — an nnplcasant thing — a very embar- rassing sort of thing — but the truth nuist be told — if not at all times, at least s(mietimes; and truth now compels the declarat ion, that Peleg \V. Ponder, whose character is here portrayed, let him travel in any way, cannot arrive at a conclusion, lie never had one of his own. lie scarcely knows a conclusion, even if ho should chance to see one belongin ; to otlier people. And, as for reaching a resnlt, he would nev>. v bo able to do it, if ho C(Hild stretch like a giratle. Results are beyond his compass. And his misfortune is, perhaps, hereditary, his mother's name having been Mrs Perplexity Ponder, whose earthly career came to an end while she was in dubitftion as to which of the various phy- sicians of the place should be called in. If there had been only one doctor in the town, Perplexity Ponder might have been saved. But there were many — and what could Perplexity Ponder do in such a case ? Ponder's father was run over by a waggon, as lie stood de- bating with himself, in the middle of the road, whether ho should escape forward or retreat backward. There were two methods of extrication, and between them both old Ponder be- came a victim. How then could their worthy son, Peleg, be expected to arrive at a conclusion ? He never does. Yet, for one's general comfort and particular happiness, ihere does not appear to be any faculty more desirable than the power of " making up the mind." liight or wrong, it saves a deal of wear and tear; and it prevents an infinite variety of trouble. Commend us to the individual who closes upon pro- positions like a nutcracker — whose promptness of will has a oTO TiJAiTS or AAn:Ki('A\ iir>tr)rn. sl«'tl!j;o-li.')iniui'r wavwitli it. .mikI Iiils nails (•ontiDiiiillvdii llii' lit'ad. (Jciiiiis may Itc l)rilliai;l talfiil <'otiiiiiaii(liiiL; ; l»ii wlmt 'H ^'('iiiiis. or wliat, is t;;Ii iil, if it, hu-lv that wliirli we iiiav call till' ciiiichiii;,' faculty — if it hesitates, veers, and iluttcrs- - Millers ()|)|)()rtnnily to |)a^•s, and .slinuldes at oim asion ? T i reason well i,< nuich, no donbt ; l»nt reason loses the I'ace, if i:, bits in nii'dilation i<\\ the leiK'c when competition rnshes hy. Under tluj l»(>st of circiimstan"es, soinethin'j; must be left to lia/.ard. Thd'e is a chance in all thin-^s. Nt) man can so cai' eiilatt! odds in the allairs of life as to insure a certainty. Tin; screws and linchpins nt-eessary to our j)nr|)ose haw not the Iii- lle\il)Ilily of a l"al<>; yet they nnist he trusted at some de;;rei' of risk. Our caiiille may be |)nt out by a pull' of wind on the stairs, let it he sheltered ever so carel"idlv. Iletsy it* ji j;ood coolv, yet l)e(-fs(eaks have been |)ro(lnctivo of slran;;nlat ion. Does it then follow from this, that we are never to !j;o to bed, e\ce].t in tlie dark, and to abstain i'rom breakiiej; our fast until dinnei- i^; amiouneed ? One may panse and rellect too inncli. There must bo ac- tion, conclusion, result, or we are a failure, to all intents and jnu'poses — a self-confessed falhwe — dei'iuict from the be^-iinilni;. j\nd such was tl;(! case ^vIlh I'ele^' W. Ponder, wdio ni'ver ni'- rived at a coiiclurdon, or conti-ivi'd to reach a result. iVdei]: Is always " si umped "—ho "don't know what to think" — 1;;; "can't 1(11 what to say" — an unfinished gentleman, with a Tuind like a dn>ty ^arret, full, as it were, of rickotty furniture, yet uothin;4' serviceable — broken-backed chairs — three-lci^ned tables pitchers without a handle — cracked decanters and fi-a-- tured loo!et Pelec; in the street, with " Good mornini;, Pele*? — how do vou lind yourself to-dav ? ' " Well -1 don't know exactly — I'm pretty — no, not very — pray, how do you do yourself? " Now, if a man does not know exactly, or nearly, how he is, after beinjj; up for several hours, and having had abujulant time to investigate the circumstances of his case, it is useless to ] ropound questions of opinion to such an individual. It is useless to attempt it with Peleg. " How do you do," puzzh •< him — he is fearful of being too rash, and of making a rep'y which might not be fully justified by after-reilection. lli-< TKAITS OF AMKUICAX IlUSfOUIJ. i1ly on ill'' liiiL;; \n\ A\ we iti ;'.' Iliittrrs - sidn ? l " I' r:ir«', il" 1'" slits \)\. t be li't't 1'> ciiu ^*o t'i»t- lialy. 'I-'' not the iii- ^viiul oil tlui ^- irt a {Tootl 1) ui) 1o b'"'- III- tiisl luilil must bo ac- intciit;^ ail I ic bi'^^iunlii'-r. ■bo in^vtM' iir- ,lt. IVlo^' is llniik "— lu! nan, vllb a y i'urnitun', tbree-b'i^Li;i''l ers and tVa^-- ns, in \vbu-l> »i\li/,i'd boil!', .j;'s oi)inic)ns ; of proLrrcs-^ at no article 30(1 momiii:,% o, not very— ~ly, bow be i^, lundant tinu' lis useless to iclual. It i-< do," puzzb s jking a rep\y llection. H'"^ bi'nd n)ay bo about to adie, nnd lio baa olber bu-plcious tVel- ings. •* rco|)l(; are always askin:^ mo bow T do, ami nii»i\' than liairtlie tiriio I cafi't, tell - lliero's a <;ood many dill'^ rout st rts of ways of toolini,' brtuixt anf tho eomiiany liavo linishcd their ri'])ast, there being often nothing left whleh suits IVLi^'s hesi- tating appetite. Poleg has never married — not tbat be is averse to th»' eon- nubial state — on tho contrary, be has a larL;e share of the sus- ceptibilities, and is always partially in love. Hut fi'male i)oautv is so various. At one time, Pelo": is ineliiiod to bo- Jieve that perfection lios in (pieenly dignity -tht* majesty of an o!npress tills bis dreams ; and he looks down with disdain upon little people, lie calls tbein " squabs," in derogation. J3ul. anon, in a more domestic mood, be thinks of tireside hapi)ini'2is :;nd quiet bliss, declining from the epie poetry of loveliness, to tho household wife, ^vho might be disposed to bring him bis slippers, and to darn the bole in bis elbow. AVhoii in the tragic vein, he fancies a brunette ; and wlien tbe sunshine is on bis soul, blue eyes are at a premium. Should woman jjosscsh tl:e lightness of a sylph, or should ber eliarms be of the more solid architecture ? Ought ber countenance to beam i:i smiles, or will habitual ])ensiveness be the more interesting':' Is tjparkling brilliancy to be preferred to gentle sweetness ? "Jf there wasn't so nuuiy of them 1 shouldn't bo so botbered," said Pelog ; " or if they all looked alike, a man couldn't help himself. But yesterday I wanted this one — to- day I want tbat one ; and to-mori'ow I'll want t'otlior one ; and bow can I tell, if 1 should get tins, or that, or t'other, that it wouldn't soon be somebody else tbat I really wanted ? That's the difficulty. It always happens so Avitli me. When the lady's most courted, and thinks 1 ought to speak out, then 1 begin to be skeered. for fear I've made a mistake, and have been thinking I loved her, when I didn't. 31ay be it's not the 18 271 Ti?^^TS OF AMERICAN HUMOUR. ric:lit one — may ue she Avon't suit — may be I miglit do better — maybe 1 had better not venture at ail. I wisli there wasn't 80 many 'may bes' about everything, especially in such afliiirs. I've got at least a dozen unfinished courtships on hand already." But all this happened a long time ago ; and Peleg has gradually lost sight of his fancy for making an addition to his household. A'ot that he has concluded, even yet, to remain a bachelor. lie would be alarmed at tlie bare mention of such an idea, lie could not consent to be shelved in that decisive manner. 13ut he has subsided from active " looking around " in pursuit of his object, into that calm, irresponsible submissive- ness, cliaracteristic of the somewhat cULtIv bachelor, which waits until she may chance to present herself spontaneously, and "come along" of her own accord. "Some day — some day,'' says Peleg ; " it will happen some day or other. What's the use of being in a hurry ? " Peleg W. Pender's great object is now ambition. His per- sonal all'aii's are soniewliat embarrassed by his lack of enter- prise ; and he hankers greatly for an ofhce. Eut which side to join ? Ay, tiiere's the rub ! Who will purvey the loaf and tlsh ? Por whom shall Peleg snout ? Behold him as he puzzles over the returns of the State elections, labouring in vain to satisfy his mind as to the result in the presidential contest. Stupefied by figures — perplexed by contradictory statements — bothered by the general hurrah ; what can Peleg do ? " Wlio's going to win ? That's all I want to know," ex- claims the vexed Peleg ; " I don't want to waste my time a blowing out for the wrong person, and never get a thank'e. AVliat's the use of that ? There's Simpkins — says I, Simpkins, sa>- J-, which is the party that can't be beat ? And Simplcins turns up his nose and tells me every fool knows that — it's his yide — so I hurrah for Simpkin's side as hard as I can. But then comes Timpkins — Timpkins's side is t'other side from Simpkins's side, and Timpkins offers to bet me three levies that his side is tlie side that can't be beat. Hurrah ! says I, for Timpkins's sid ^ ! — and then I can't tell which side. " As for the newspapers, that's worse still. They not only crow all round, but they cipher it out so clear, that both sides must win, if there's any truth in the ciphering-book ; which there isn't about election times. Wliat's to be done? I've tried going to all the meetings — I've hurraed for everybody — I've been m all the processions, and I sit a little while every evening in all sorts of head-quarters. I've got one kind of documents in one pocket, and t'other kind of documents in THAITS OF AMERICAN HUMOUR. 2Tr. to lo better 'e wasn't h afiains. ilready." cleg has on to his remain a 1 of sucli b decisive around " bmissive- 3r, which aneously, ay — some What's His per- of enter- ich side to ) loaf and tlie State the result perplexed al hurrah ; t'other pocket ; and as I go home at night, I sing one sort of Hong as loud as I can bawl half of the way, and try another sort of song tlie rest of the way, just to split the dillereiiee and show my impartiality. If I only had two votes-.-a couple of 'em — how nice it would be. " But the best thing that can be done now, I guess, as my character is established both ways, is to turn in quietly till the row is all over. Nobody will miss me when they are so busy ; and afterward, when we know all about it, just look for Peleg W. Ponder as he comes down the street, shaking people by the hand, and saying how we have used them up. I can't say so now, or I would — for I am not perfectly sure yet which is * we,' or which is ' them.' Time enough when the election is over 5> It will thus be seen that Ponder is a remarkable person. Peter Schlemihl lost his shadow, and became memorably un- liappy in consequence ; but what was his misfortune when com[)ared with that of the man who has no side ? AVhat are shadows if weighed against sides ? And Peleg is almost afraid that he never will be able to get a side, so unlucky has he been heretofore. He begins to dread tliat botli sides may be defeated ; and then, let us ask, what is to become of him ? Must he stand aside ? »> mow, ' ex- my time a I thauk'e. Simpkius, Simpkins ,t — it's his can. But side from evies that says I, for y not only both sides ok ; which ne? I've erybody — hiie every ■le kind of umeuts in LY. THE THIMBLE GAME. Forty years ago, Augusta, Ga., presented a very different appearance from the busy and beautiful city of the })r(*s!ent day. Its groceries, stores, and extensive warehouses Avere few in number, and the large quantities of cotton and other produce, which are still conveyed thitlier, were transporte*., • ntirely by waggons. Tlie substantial railroad, Avhich links it v Ith tlie richest and most beautiful regions of the empire State of the South, was a chimera, not yet conceived in the wild brain of Fancy herself; and many of the improveuK'Tits, luxuries, and refinements, which now make it the second city in the State, were then "in the shell." Yet, by the honest veoinanrv of forty years ago, Augusta was looked upon as Paris and London are now viewed by us. The man who had iinrr been there was a cipher in the community — i othing killed an opinion 276 TRAITS OF AMERICAN HUMOUR. more suroly, nothing stopped the mouth of "argymcnt" sooner than the sneering taunt, — " Pshaw ! you ha'ii't been to Au- The atmosphere of this favoured place was supposed to im- part knowledge and wisdom to all who breathed it, and the veriest ass was a Solon, and an umpire, if he could discourse fluently of the difl'ereut localities, and various wonders, of Augusty. The farmers of the surrounding country paid a yearly visit to Augusta, and having sold their " crap " of the great Southern staple, and laid in their stock of winter necessaries, returned home with something of that holy satisfaction with whicii the pious IMohammedan turns his face homeward from Mecca. The first step upon arriving in the city was to lay aside tlieir "c?op- jjeras-co/oured,'' fabrics of the wife's or daughter's loom, and purchase a new suit of "jy^or^-clothes." These were immediately donned, and upon returning home were carefully embalmed, nor again permitted to see the light until the next Sunday at "meetin'," when the farmer, with head erect and ample shirt-collar, strutted up the aisle, the lion of the occasion, the " observed of all observers " till the next Sabbath, when his neighbour returning with his new suit, plucked oif his laurels and tv^ined them green and blooming upon the crown of his own shilling beaver. These annual trips were the event and era of the year, and the farmer returned to his home big with importance and news. The dishonesty and shrewdness of " tliem Gimblit fellers " (Cotton-Buyers), the extorticms of hotel-keepers, the singular failures of warehouse steelyards to make cotton-bales weigh as much in Augusta as at home, the elegant apparel of the city belles and beaux, and the sights and scenes which greeted their astonished gaze, formed the year's staple of conversation and discussion ; and it would be difficult to say who exj)erienced the greater delight — tlie farmer in relating his wondrous ad- ventures, or his wife and daughters in listening to them with open mouths, uplifted hands, and occasional breathless ejacu- lations of "Good Lord, look down!" "Oh! go away I" or, " Shut up I " " You don't ses so ! " Early in the fall of 18 — , Farmer AVilkins announced to his son Peter, that as he, " his daddy," would be too busy to make the usual trip in j^^'opria persona, he, Peter, must get ready to go down to Augusty, and sell the " first load." Now Ptler Wilkins, juii., a yuLing man just grown, was one of the celebrities of which his settlement (neighbourhood) boasted. He was supposed to. have cut his eye-teeth — to have shaken olf TRAITS OF AMKRICAN HUMOUR. 277 ' sooner to Au- d to inl- and the iiscourse iders, of irly visit Southern returned diich the cea. The eir " cop- oom, and ing home the light iner, witli e, the lion . the next new suit, I blooming year, and and news, fellers " le singular ^les weigh if the city jeted their Isation and tperienced lidrous ad- ;hem with less ejacu- kvayl" or, lounced to DO busy to must get Ld." Now 3ne of the I) boasted. shaken oif that verdancy so common to young men; and while ho filled up more than half his father's capacious heart, to the discom- fiture of Mahaly (his mother), and Suke and Poll (his sisters), he was the pet and darling of the whole nciglihourhood. An only son, the old man doted upon him as a chip of the old block, and was confident that Peter, in any emergency of trade, traflic, or otherwise, would display that admirable tact, and that attentive consideration for •' Xo. One," for which I\[r P. "VVilkins, sen., was noted. A horse-swap with a Yankee, in which Peter, after half an hour's higgling, found himself the imdisputed owner of both horses and ten dollars boot, was the corner-stone of his lame. Every trip to Augusta added another block ; Siiid by the time Peter arrived at the years of discre- tion, he stood upon a lofty structure with all the green rubbed olf, the pride of his family and the universal favourite of his acquaintances. The night before his departure the family were all gathered around the roaring fire, jNIrs and the Misses Wilkins engaged in ironing and mending our hero's Sunday apparel, the old man smoking his i)ipe, and occasionally preparing Peter for the ordeal in Augusta, by wholesome advice, or testing his claim to the tremendous confidence about to be reposed in him, by searching questions, as to how he would do in case so-and-so was to turn up. To this counsel, however, our hero j)ai(l less attention than to the preparations making around him for his comely appear- ance in the city. Nor, until he got upon the road, did he revolve in his mind the numerous directions of his father, or resolve to follow to the letter his solemn parting injunction to " bewar of them gimblit fellers down to Augusty." " Duru it," said he to himself, as the thought of being " sold " crossed his mind, *' durn it, they'll never make gourds out o' me. I've bin to Augusty Irjbrc, and ef 1 don't git as imich fur that thur cotton as anybody else dose for thurn, then my name ain't Peter AVilkins, and that's what the old 'oman's slam book says it is." Arrived in the city, he drove around to one of the warehouses, and stood against the brick wall, awaiting a purchaser. Presently a little man with a long gimblet in his hand came out, and bade our hero a polite " Good morning." " Mornin'," said Peter, with admirable coolness, as he deli- berately surveyed the little man from head to foot, and withdrew his eyes as if not pleased with his appearance. The little man was dressed in the "shabby-genteel " style, Ti costume much in vogue at- that day among men. of hi.s cloth, as combining plainness enough for the country-folk, with sufii- 278 TRAITS OF AMERICAN HUMOUR. cient gentility to keep them on speaking terms with tlie more fashionable denizens of the tlien metropolis. The little man seemed in no way disconcerted by Peter's searching gaze, and a eloso observer might liavo perceived a slight sinile on his lip, as ho read the thonglits of our hero's bosom. His self-confidence, his pride, his all'ected ease and knowing air, w'ere all compre- hended, and ere a word had passed the lion knew well the cliaractcr of his prey. In the purchase of the cotton, however, the little man sought no advantage, and even offered our hero a better price than any one else in the city would have given him. 'fo our hero's credit, be it said, he was not lotli to accept tho offer ; 15 i cents was above the market by at least a quarter, and the old man had told him to let it slide at fifteen rather than not sell, so the bargain was closed, and our hero and the " Gimblit- man " went out into the yard to settle. Heating himself on a cotton-bale, the huycr counted out the money, which our hero made safe in his pocket, after seeing that it was "(7m//ym(9,"and tallied with the amount stated in the bill of sale. A few sweet pills of flattery administered to our hero, soon made him and the Gimblit-man sworn friends ; and it was in consideration of his high regard, that the Gimblit-man con- sented to initiate him into tlie mysteries of a certain game, yclept *' Thimble Itig," a game which, our hero was told, would yield him much sport, if successfully played up at home among the hoys ; and would, when properly managed, be to him a never- failing source of that desirable article, " pocket-change." To this proposition our hero readily assented, delighted witli the idea of playing off upon the boys up at home, who hadn't been to August}'' ; and already began to revel in the visions of full pockets, when, to his silent horror, the little man took from his pocket a hundred-dollar bill, and very irreverently rolled it into a small round ball. Three thimhles were next produced, and the game-hegan. "Now," said the little man, ''I am going to hide this little ball under one of these thimbles, all before your eyes, and I want you to guess where it is." " Well," said Peter, "go it — I'm ready," and the shifting game begun. To the apparent astonishment of the little man, our hero guessed right every time. Is'o matter how rapid the changes, Peter invariably lifted the thimble from the ball, and liad begun to grow disgusted with the game, little dreaming how soon ho w^as to ])rove its efficacy as a source of revenue, when the little man suddenly checked his hand. TKAITS OF AMERICAN HUMOUR. 270 the more ittle mail aze, and a his lip, as on fide nee, 1 compre- well the , however, )ur hero a ;iven him. iccept the artcr, and r tlum not ' Gimblit- ?d out the iceing that in the bill our hero, [ind it was -man con- nie, yclept ould yield iiiiong the I a never- " To this tlie idea of been to II pockets, s pocket a to a small i-be£ran. this little yes, and I le shifting > our hero changes, lad begun w soon he . the little " Wrong," said he, with a friendly smile; *' the ball is nut under tlie middle thimble, but under that next you." " Darned et' it is though ! " responded Peter ; " I ain't as green as you 'Gusty folks thinks. Blamed ef 1 don't know whar tliat ball is jist as well as you does, and dod-drapped ef 1 don't bet four hundred and fifty-one dollars no cents (the price of the cotton) agin the load o' cotton, that it's under the middle thimble." "No, Sir,'' said the little man, with another smile, "you are wrong, and I'd hate to win your money." That smile deceived Peter — it manifested a friendly con- sideration for his welfare, which he felt he did not need, and afier bullying the " Gimblit-man " for a few minutes, he suc- ceeded in inveigling him (as he thought) into a bet, which was duly closed and sealed, to the entire satisfaction of his J'rinul! Alas for j)oor Peter! he had awakened the wrong passenger. But the idea of being too smart for an Augusty feller, and ho was sure he had cornered one this time, was too great a tempt- ation for him to withstand. " Drot it," said he to himself, "I seen him put it under that ere middle thimble, I seen it myself, and I know it's tl-.ar, and why not win the old man's cotton back when it's jest as easy as nothin' ? And ef I do win it, whv in course the old man can't claim more'n four hundred and fifty-one dollars no- how\" (Peter forgot that the profits to be realized ought of course to belong to the owner of the capital invested.) *' The time me and that Yankee swapped critters, warn't I thar? Hain't I cut my gums? Don't the old man, yes, and all the settlement, say I'm smart, and then thar's Kitty Brown, I reckon she ort to know, and don't she say I'm the peertest feller in our parts ? I've bin to Augusty, and this time, dod- drapped ef I don't leave, my mark." The result we need hardly relate. Peter was tempted — tempted sorely, and he fell. Sick at heart, he ordered Bob, the driver, to turn his mules homeward, and late on Saturday evening he entered the lane which led to his father's house. The blow^ was now to come ; and some time before the wa<]:gon got to the house, Peter saw his fatlier, and mother, and sisters coming out to meet him. At last they met. "Well, son," said the old man, ''I s'pose you've been well?" Here Mrs Wilkins and the gals commenced hugging and kissing Peter, which he took very coldly, and with the air of a man who felt he was getting a favour which he didn't deserve. 280 TRAITS OF AMERICAN HUMOUR. "Reasoniibly well," said Peter, in reply to his father's question ; " but I've lo;^t it." " Lost wluit ? " said Km father. " Lost ^7." " Lost tlic dockyments ? " said the okl man. "No, hej-o they arc," said Peter, lianding the papers con- taining the Aveights of his cotton, to his father, who began to read, })artlv aloud, and partly to himself: "'Eigllt bags of cotton— 350— 100— 318— 550— 317— 15 i cents a pound — sold to Jonathan Earker.' Very good sale," said he ; " 1 knowed you'd fix things rite, Peter." The waggon by this time had reached the house, and turn- ing to Bob, the old man told him to put the molasses in the cellar, and the sugar and colfee in the house. " Ain't got no 'lapses, Massa," said Bob, grinning from ear to car. " No," said Peter, "we havn't got none; we lost it." "Lost it! ITow on airth could you lose a barrel of mo- lasses ? " " A\"c never had it," said Bob. "Heavens and airth!" said the old man, turning first to Bob, and llien to Peter, " what do you mean ? What do you mean ? What, irJiat, w-h-a-t in the d-e-v-i-1 do you mean ? " " Gracious, Marster ! Mr "Wilkins, don't swar so," said his wile, by way of helping Peter out. ^' tSicar ! '' said the farmer, "do you call that swarring? Darned cf I don't say wussin that d'reeley, ef they don't toll me what they mean." "AVhy, lather," said Peter, "I've lost it. I've lost the money." " Well, and couldn't you find it? " "I didn't lose it that way," said Peter. "You ain't been a gamblin' I hopes;" said the old man; "you ain't been runnin' agin none of them Pharo banks down to An gusty, is you ? " " Bring me three thimbles," said Peter, " and I'll show you how I lost it." The thimbles were brought, and Peter sat down to explain. It was a scene for a painter • there sat our hero, fumbling with the thimbles and the ball, but too much frightened to have per- formed the trick if he had known how; his father sat next liim, with his chin upon his hands, looking as if undecided whether to reprimand him at once, or to give him a " fair showin'." Mrs AVilkins stood just behind her husband, wink- ing and. smiling, gesturing and hemming, in order to attract TKAITS OF A^IElilCAN IIUMOUU. 2S1 3 father'.^ ipers con- ) bt'gaii to -317— 15i ood sale," and turii- ssea in tlio S from ear : it." Tol of mo- ing first to hat do you mean r r so," said swarriuij; ? y don't li;!! ve lost the old man; )anks down 1 show you to explain, bling with have per- r sat next undecided im a *'iair and, "«\' ink- to ajttract Peter's attention, and indicate to him her wllh'nc^ness to stand bet\vt'eM him and hia lather. The p;irls, wlio always ai(k'd with their mother, followed her example in this ease, l^iit their elibrts to attract his attention wore useless ; they eould not even catch his eye, so busy was he in trying to arrange tho ball and thimbles ; bnt every time he got them fixed, and told his i'ather to guess, the old man would guess right, which, while it astonished Peter, incensed the old man against him. It looked so easy to him, that he eould nut help " blaming Peto fur bein' sich a fool." " Nhorely," said the farmer, after Peter had finished his ex- planation — " shorely it am' t possible that you've bin to Augusty no ojlcn, and didn't know no better. Didn't I tell you not to have nothin' to do with them GivihlU Fellers ? Th^u' ain't one of 'em honest, not one. Like a fool, you've gone and lost jest four hundred and fifty-one dollars no cents. It ain't the mnnny that I keers for, Peter, it's you bein' sich a iooX—four hundred ami J!Jli/-one dollars no cents. I'll go rite down to Augiisty next 31onday, and find this here Barker, and ef he don't give up the munny, I'll have a saj/ so (ca. sa.) taken agin him, and march him rite olf to gaol — no deaf-allication about that. The theaviu' rascal, gwine aboui: cheetin' people's sons outen four hundred and fifty-one dollars no cents ? ilow often is you bin to Angusty, Peter ? " "Sixteen times," said Peter. " AVell, I declare," said the old man ; " bin to Angusty six- teen times, and didn't know no better tlian to go thar agin and lose four hundred and fifty-one dollars no cents ! " Early on Monday morning the old man started to Augusta with another load of cotton ; Bob driving as before, and his master riding his gray mare " Bets." Mr Wilkins had a great many little commissions to execute for his wife and the gals. The old lady wanted a pair of spectacles, and the gals a bonnet each — ribbons and flowers, thread, buttons, &c., had to be pur- chased, and the good farmer was nearly crazed by the loss he had met with, and the multiplicity of things to be attended to. Ever and anon, as he trotted along the road, he would mutter to himself somethinir as follows : " Leghorn bonnet for Sal — 12 skeins of flax thread — 2 dozen pearl buttons for pants — one gross horn buttons I'or shirts — 5 grass petticoats — 100 pounds coli'ee — 151 dollars no cents — Jonathan Barker — bin to Augusty sixteen times — 1 bolt kaliker — Pete's a fool — lost one barrel of molasses and 151 dollars no cents." With such words as these he would while away the time, 2bi TRAITS OF AMERICAN HUMOUR. Apparently unconscious of tho presence of Bob, wlio wns much diverted by his master's soliloquy. As they approached Au- gusta, his wrath seemed to iucreuse, and he vented his spleen ou his old mare and Bob. "Bob," said he, "you dad-dratted -"ascal, why don't you drive up ? you don't do nothin' but set thar and sleep. " Ta!ce that, and Ihaf, and that, he would say to his mare, accompanying each word with a blow; "_y imself, "and I t\as dun, enny- )tton which had took the iden- )efore, from his be seated also, m Avas here, I 13 he was going away, I proposed showing him a trick worth seeing. I took this little ball, and put it under this middle tliimble. " • Now,' said I to him, 'you see it, and now you don't see it ; and I'll bet you you can't tell where the little joker is.' " " Well," said the farmer, " all's rite — the ball's now under the middle thimble." "When I had put it under there," continued Barker, 'your sou wanted to bet me that it was under the middle thimble." " So it is," said the old man, interrupting him. "No," returned Barker, " it's under the one next you." " I tell you it ain't," said Mr AVillcins, who strongly advo- cated the doctrine that " seeing is believi- r." He was sure he was right, and now a chance prcaented it- self of regaining his former load of cotton. " I tell you it ain't. I'm harder to head than Pete wus, and blamed ef I don't bet another load o' cotton, tliat's at the dore by this time." "You are mistaken," said Barker, smiling; "but if you wish it, I'll bet." " Let's understand one nnthor fust," said the farmer. " You say that ere little ball you had jes now, ain't under the little thimble i); the middle — I say it is. Ef it ain't, I'm to give you the load o' cotton — ef it is, you're to give me four hundred and fifty-one dollars no cents.'' " Exactly so," said Barker. "Well, I'll bet," said the farmer, " and here's my hand." The bet was sealed, and with a triumphant air which he but poorly concealed, the farmer snatched up the middle thimble, but no ball was there. " AVell, I'll be dod drapt ! " he exclaimed, at the same time drawing a long breath, and dropping the thimble. " Derned ef it's thar ! Eour hundred and fifty-one dollars no cents gone figin ! Heven and airth, what'll Mahaly and the gals say ! I'll never heer the eend of it tel I'm in my grave. Then thar's Pete ! Gee-mi-my ! jest to think o' Pete — fur him to know his ole daddy wus made a fool of too ! four hundred and fifty-one dollars no cents ! but I wouldn't keer that for it," snapping his fingers, " ef it wern't fur Pete." The Gimblit man reminded our frierrd of tlie result of his bet, by telling him that the sooner he unloaded the better. " Now you ain't, shore nuft', in year nest, ^'* said the old man. "Dead earnest," returned Barker. " AVell, stranger," added our friend, " I'se a honest man and stands squar up to my contracts." 2S1 TUAITS OF AMEUICAN IIUMOI'JI. "With this ho had his carp;o diacliarjrtHl into tho strict, nm\ or(loriii«; Hob to drivo on, lie inouiitcd his inaro, and set out for liomo witli a lieavicir lieurt than lio had over known bi'torc. 'Twero uhcIcss to attempt a description ol' llio sci-iio whii'lj transj)irod on tlio iarincT's return home. Tho lirst words ho littered were, " JVte, durned td' 1 liain't lost it too." The mis- Jortwiies of liis trip were soon all told, al'U'r whit;h Peter and Jn's liither wisely resolved never to hot on anything again, espo- cially "them blamed Yankee Thimbles." It is not to bo supposed that Mrs Wilkins, Peto, or the gala, could lielp teasing the old man occasionally on tlu; result of hia iv\\). Whenever he became refractory, \\h wife would stick her thimble on the ei.d on her tiiig(U', and hold it up for him to look at — it acted like a charm. His misadventure, too, raised higher llian ever his opinion of the cunning and sagacity of 'them Amjmtij J'vUcrx I " A few years succeeding tho events which wo have attempted to narrate, and Farmer Wilkins was gathered to his fathers ; but Iiis trip to Augusta is still preserved as a warning to all honest and simple-hearted people. The last words of tho old man to his son were : " Peter, Peter, my son, always be honest, never forgit your olo daddy, and alters lewar of them (jlimblit iellers, down to Aiiynshjy lieader ! every talc has its moral, nor is ours Avithout one. Not only did Peter learn from his adventure in Augusta, the evils of betting, but ever since the time to which we have alluded, he always allows his factor to sell his cotton for him. "Whatever you may think of it, both Peter and his father came to the conclusion that there was " no use in tryin' to get the upper hand of one o' them GimblU fellers dotoi to Awjasiy^ 10 sfnot, anil 1(1 Hi't out for lowii bi't'orc. HCfiu; ^v■lli^l^ I'st words Ik; ." Tlu; mis- c\i Peter Jind 1^ agaiu, espu- 0, or thcf];ala, u result of his )iiUl Htick her r him to h)ok raised hijj;lier .'ity of " ihem ave attempted s fatlierri ; but ;• to all honest le old mail to or forfeit your Herts, down to Avithout one. Augusta, the ic'h we have )tton for him. is father came an' to get the Auuiidij.^^ TKAli'S OF AMERICAN llUMUUi:. 285 LVI. » MIKE IIOOTKU'S BAR STORY. A YAZOO bKliXC^H. biiowim; how tih; heau ocTWiXTEi) \kv: ii.vMnEUM.v. in A MISSOUUIAN, " It's no use talkin'," said Mike, " 'bout your Polar "Har, ami your Grisly liar, and all that sort er varmont what you read about. They ain't no whar, for the big black customer that circumlocutes down in our neck o' woods beats 'em all hollow. I've heard of some monsus explites kicked Uj) by the brown bars, sich as totein off a yoke o' oxen, and eatin' humans raw, and all that kiud o' thing; and Capten Parry tells us a yarn 'bout a big white bar, what 'muses hisself climin' up the North Pole and slides down to keep his hide warm ; but all that ain't a cir- cumstance to what I've saw. "You see," continued ■Mike, "there's no countin' on them varmonts as I's boon usoni^d to, for they comes as near bein' human critters as anything I ever see what doesn't talk. Why, if you was to hear anyboily else tell 'bout the bar- lights I've had, you wouldn't b'leeve 'em, and if I wasn't a preachei*, and could not lie none, I'd keep my fly-trap shot 'tell the day of judgment. " I've heard folks say as how bars cannot think like other human critters, and that they does all the sly tricks what they does, from instink. Golly ! what a lie ! You tell me one of 'em don't know when you've got a-gun, and when you aiu't ? Just wait a minit, an' my privit 'pinion is, when you've hcarn me thro' you'll lalk t'other side of your mouth. " You see, one day, long time ago, 'fore britches come in fashion, I made a 'pointment with Ike Hamberlin the steam doctor, to go out next Sunday to seek whom we couldn't kill, a bar, for you know bacon was skace, and so was money, and them fellers down in Mechanicsburg wouldn't sell on tick, so we had to 'pend on the varmints for a livin'. "Speakin'of Mechanicsburg, the people down in chat ar mud- hole ain't to bo beat nowhere this side o'Christmas. I've beam o' mean folks in my time, an' I've preached 'bout 'em a few ; but ever sense that feller, Bonyel, sold me a piut of red eye- 2SG TllAITS OF AMKKICAN IIITMOUR. •wlnskcy — 'an lialt'ov it backer juice — for a 'coon-skin, :in' Ihcii ^\iv \m) H brass picayuno I'lir clianj^i', i'vo stopped talkiti'. Why, that chap uas closer than the bark on a hickory tree ; an' of 1 hadn't liearn J'arson Dilly say so, I'd ov swore it wasn't er fact, he was cotcii one day sti'alin' acorns iVoni a blind ho^. Did von (!ver hear how tliiit hoss-lly died? Well, never mind. U was too bad to talk 'bout, but heap too f^ood I'or him. " JJut tlKit ain't what 1 was spoutin' 'bout. Aa I was sayin' afore, we had to 'pend on the varmints fur a livin'. Well, Ike llamberiin, you yee, was always sorter juboua o' me, kase 1 kilt more bur nor he did ; an', as 1 was savin', 1 made a 'pointment ■with Ike to go out huntin'. Then, Jke, lu; thouy;ht he'd be kinder smart, and beat ' Old Preach ' (as them Cole boys useii to call me), so, as soon as day crack he hollered up his puppies, an' put! I spied what he was 'bout, fur i hearn him lallin' to one o' his ni'j;L;era 'bout it the ni,i',ht afore — so I told my j^al Sal to fdl my private tickhT full o' the old 'raw,' and then fixed up an' tramped on arter liim, but didn't take none o' my dogs. " Ike hadn't j;ot fur into the cane 'fore the dogs they 'pan to whine an' turn np the bar on their backs ; an', bime-by, Ihoy all tucked tail, an' sorter sidled l)ack to war he was stan- in'. 'JSickhim!' sava Ike, but the cussed critters wouldn't hunt a lick. I soon diskivcred what was the matter, for I kalkilated them curs o' hisn wasn't worth shucks in a bar light — so, I know'd thar was bar 'bout, if 1 didn't see no sine. " AV^ell, ]ke ho coaxed the dogs, an' the more he coaxed the more they wouldn't go, an' when he found coaxin' wouldn't do, then he scolded and called 'em some of the hardest names ever you hearn, but the tarnation critters wouldn't budge a peg. " When he found they wouldn't hunt nohow he could fix it, he begin a cussin'. He didn't know I was thar. If he had er suspicioned it, he'd no more swore than he'd dar'd to kiss my iSal on er washin' day ; for you see both on us belonged to the aaiue church, and Ike was class-leader. I thought 1 should er liummuxed ! The dogs they sidled bad", an' Ike he cussed ; an' I hiy down an' rolled an' laughed sorter easy to myself, 'til I was so full I thort I should er bust my biler. 1 never see enny thing so funny in all my lite! There was I layin' down behind er log, tit to s])lit, an' there was the dogs with their tails the wrong eend down, and there was Ike a rarin' an' er pitchin' — er rippin' an' er tarrin' — an' er cussin' wua nor a steam- boaL cap'n! 1 tell you it fairly made my bar stan' on eend. I never see er customer so riled afore in all my born days. Yea I did .too, once — only once. It was that feller Arch nltin, jm' then ppcd talkiii'. Ivory trco ; an' •(; it, wasn't cr liiul ho^'. Diil /or mind. It liiin. a I was say in' '. AV('ll,"llvc me, Ivasc; 1 kilt, » a 'pointmenl )u^dit ho'd be ,\)lo b0V« UHIMI p his puppu'H, I him lulliu' to :old my ^al Sal Ulu'ii llxcd iij) )' my dogH. dogH they 'ffun ; an', bime-by, ir lie was stnn- tters wouldn't matter, for I s in a b;ir tight no sine. ho coaxed the xin' wouldn't Kirdest names dn't budge a »w he could fix It* he had er ir'd to kiss my ■lorip,ed to the it 1 should QV ke he cussed ; to myself, 'til 1 never see I layin' down ogs with their rarin' an' er ua nor a steani- stan' on eend. my born days, it' feller Arch TRAITS OF AMKRICAN ilUMOUU. 2S7 (^oony, what used to oversoo for old Tien Koach. IVidn't yon know that ar' hosslly ? IIc'h a frw ! well lie is. Ji'\vhillik«'n, how he couhl whip er ni}:;.';er! and swar! whew! Didn't you ever hear him swar? 1 tell yon, nil the sailors and i'Vench parrots in Orleans ain't a jmtchin' to him. 1 hearn him let hisself ont one day, nnd ho was a caution to sinners, an' what was wuM, it was all 'bout nothin', for he warn't mud a wrinkle. But all that ain't neither here nor thar. '' IJut, as I was say in' afore, the (lo;^'s they snudt bar sine, an' wouldn't bnd;j;e a pcij^, an arter \\w had altuost cussed the hark olf'n a do;jf-woo(l sM[)lin' by, he lent his old Mint-lock rifle up a2;in it, and then he pealed off his old blanket an' laid her down too. I diskivered mischief was er cumin', for f never se(5 a criiU»r show rathy like he did. Torectlv I see him walk down to the creek bottom, 'bout fifty yards from where his gun was, and tiien he 'gin ])iekin' up roeks an' slingin' um at the dogs like bringer ! Cracky! didn't he liukit into um ? It minded me of David whalin' Goliah, it did! Jf you'd er seed liiin, and hearn then^' holler, you'd er thought he'd er knocked the nigh sites olV'n every mother's son of 'em! " But that ain't tlie fun yet. AVhilo Ike was er lanunin' iho dogs, I hearn the alKiredest craekin' in the cane, an' I looked up, and thar was one of the eternalist Avhollopin' bara cummin' crack, crack, through the cane an' kerslesh over the creek, and stopped right plumb slap up whar Ike's g\ni was. Torectly he tuck hohl er the olc shooter, an' I thought I see liim tinkerin' 'bout the lock, an' kinder whistliu', ami blowiu' into it. 1 was 'stonished, I tell you, but I wanted to see Iko outdono so bad that I lay low and kep' dark, an' in about a minit Ike got done lick in' the dogs, an' went to git his gun. Jeemenv, criminy! if you'd only been wdiar I was! I do think Ike was the maddest man that ever stuk an axe into a tree, for his har.^stuck rite strait up, and his eyes glared like two dogwood blossoms ! But the bar didn't seem to care shucks for him, for he jist sot the old rifle rite back agin the saplin,' and walked off on his hind legs jist like any human. Then, you see, 1 gin to git sorter jelus, and sez I to myself, ' Mister Bar,' sez I, 'the place whar you's er stanin' ain't prezactly healthy, an' if you don't wabble off from thar purty soon, ?ilizis Bar will be a widder, by gum ! ' With that, Ike grab- bed up olc Mizis KiHe, and tuk most pertickler aim at him, and by hokey, she snapped! ^Now, sez I, ' Mister ]5ar, go it, or he'll make bacon of you ! ' But the vr.rruut didn't wink, but stood still as a post, with the thumb of his right ])aw on t!i6 eend of his smeller, and wijrlin' his t'other finirer thus," 288 TKATTS OF AMERICAN HUMOUR. (and IMIke -went througli with the p^yratlon). '" All this timo Iko ho stood thar like a fool, or snappiii' and cr siiappiii', an' the har ho lookin' kicder quarc like, out cr the corner o' his eye, an' sorter laffin' at him. Torectly I sec Ike take down the ole shooter, an' kinder kersamine tlio loelv, an' wjjen he done that, ho laid her on his shoulder, and shook liis fist at tlie har, and walked toward home, an' the bur he shuk his fist, an' wont into the cane brake, and then I cum off." Here all the Yazoo boys expressed great anxiety to know the reason why lice's gun didn't lire. "Let's lickcr fust," said Mik, "an' if you don't caterpillar, you can shoot nie. AVhy, you see," concluded he, "tlie long and short of it is this, that the bar in our neck o' woods has a little human in um, and this feller know'd as niuchal)out a gun as I do 'bout preachin' ; so when Ike was lick in' the dogs, he jest blowod all the powder outen the pan, an' to niiike all sale, he tuk the ilint out too, and that's the way he wurn't skcored when Ike was snappin' at him." LVII. COUSIX GUS3. ic "Well, how do dew ? I'm right glad to see you, I swow. I rather guess 1 can say suthin' about the lie coin (ion business, purty good varsiou, tew, by jingo. My lather, old Josh A ddams, had his hst in it : any on you know him ? Old Josh Addams, OS well known as the Schuvlkill water-works, lie was born in Boston : he didn't die there, 'cause he died in Philadelphia, He used to wear an old genuine '70 coat, little cut down to suit the fashion, made it a razee. One might have known the old man a mile off. If it hadn't been for Cousin Guss, he'd have been livin' to this ere day. You may see Guss in Chestnut Street — any of you know him ? — dressed like a peacock, and got whiskers big enough to stuff a sofa bottom. He went down t'other day to see the wild beasts in 5tli street ; jest as he was coniin' away, he met a hull squad of little children a coinin' in : when they saw Cousin Guss, if they didn't squeal like ten thousand devils. The old man says, what's the matter, young ones ? Oh dear, papa, see, they've let one of the monkeys loose. Cousi 1 Guss didn't show his face in Chestnut Street forr week. Guss tolled the old man he must have his coat cut again, and TRAITS OF AMERICAN HUMOUR. 2S0 U tliia time lappiii', ail' )iMier o' his tulco down i' when he 3 ilst jit the hid fist, an' }ty to know 3 caterpillar, 0, "the long woods has a ahout a gun the dogs, ho Kike all safe, irn't skeered yon, I swow. 'ion business, osh A ddams, osh Addams, was born in lolphia. _ He xn to suit the the old man d have been .stnut Street ock, and got went down st as he was a coniin' in: ueal like ten natter, young onkeys loose, et for r week. ;ut again, and altered to the fashion ; so he eoaxed old Josh to let him take it down to his artist, as he called him, down in 8rd street. AVell, tlie good-natured old critter said he might : when he got it back, sich a lookin' thing as it was, you might have fallen down and worshipped it, without breaking the ten commandments. AVHiou we saw it, we all lart'ed; sister Jedide, she snickered right out. The old man looked at it for about a minute, didn't say a word, by jingo — the tears rolled out of his eyes as big as hail-stones. He jest folded it up, put it under his pillow, laid himself down on the bed, and never got up again : it broke his heart : he died from a curtailed coat. " The old man used to tell sich stories about the devolution. I rather guess he could say a leetle more about that atfair thnn most folks. 'Bout six years ago he went to Boston, when Ijii Payette was there ; they gave a great dinner at Fanueil Hall. "When the Mayor heard old Josh Addams was in Boston, he sent him a regular built invitation. The old man went, ami wore the '7G coat, — that is, before it was cut down, though. By- and-by they called upon the old man for a toast. Up he got, and, says he, " ' Here's to the Heroes of the Eevolution, who fought, bled, and died for their country, of which 1 was one.' " When old Josh said that, they all snickered right out. " There's one story the old man used to tell about Boston, that was a real snorter : he always used to laugh afore he begun. "He said, down on Long Wharf there was a queer little feller — a cousin of his by the mother's side — called Zedekiah Hales, who wasn't more than four foot high, and had a hump jest between his shoulders. A hull squad oi' British olHcers got round Zedekiah, in State Street, and were laughing and poking all sorts of fun at him : he bore it, cause as how he couldn't help it ; one of them, a regular built dandy captain, lifting up his glass, snid to him, " ' You horrid little deformed critter, what's that lump you've got on your shoulder r* ' " Zedelnah turned round and looked at him for about a minute, and says he, tarnal fe yoi y^ ly 290 TRAITS OF AMERICAN HUMOUR. LVIII. TlliE GANDER-PULLTNO. Tx the year , I resided in the city of Augusta, and upon visiting the Market-House one morning in that year, my atten- tion was called to the following notice stuck upon one of the pillars of the building : " ADVURTYSEMENT. "Thos woo wish To be inform hearof, is hearof notyfide that odwd. Prator will Giv a Gander pullin', jis tliis side of harisburg, on Satterday of thes pressent munth, to All woo niout wisli to partak tharof "e. Prator — thos wishin' to partak will cum yearly, as the pullin' will begin Soon. — E. P." If I am asked why " jis this side of harisburg" was selected for the promised feat, instead of tiie city of Augusta, J answer from conjecture, but with some confidence, because the ground chosen was near the central point between four rival towns, the citizens of all which "mout wish to partak tharof," namely, Augusta, Springfield, Harrisburg, and CV.mpbelltown. jS'ot that each was the rival of all the others, but that tlie first and last were competitors, and each of the others backed the pretensions of its nearest neighbour. Harrisburg sided with Campbelltown, not because she had any interest in seeing the business o/'the tiro States centre upon the bank of the river, nearly opposite to her, but because, like the " Union democratic republican })arty of Georgia," she thought, after the adoption of the Federal Constitution, that the several towns of the confederacy should no longer be "separated" by the distiru'tion of local party ; that laying down all former pre- judices and jealousies as a sacrifice on the altar of their country, they should become united in a single body, for the maintenance of those principles which they deemed essential to the public welfare, Springfield, on the other hand, espoused the State rights' creed. She admitted that, under the federal compact, she ought to love the sister States \i.'vy mucli ; but that, under the social compact, she ouglit to love her own State a little more ; dt sp Si; th an re; TKAITS OF AMERICAN HUMOUR. 291 1, and upon ?, my atten- oue of the otyfide that )t* harisburg, lOut Avish to earlv, as the was selected ita, J answer e the ground al towns, the of," namely, n. Kot that irst and last pretensions use she had litre irpon the Luse, like the she thought, it the several parated" by 1 former pre- heir country, maintenance o the public State rights' compact, she lat, under the little more; and she thonglit the two compacts ])erfectly reconcilable to each other. Instead of the towns of the several States getting into single bodies to preserve the public welfare, her doctrine was that they should be kept in separate bodies to preserve the private welfare. Slie admitted frankly, that living as she had always lived, right amidst gullies, vapours, logs, creeks, and lagoons, slie was wiiolly incapable of comprehending that ex- pansive kind of benevolence which taught her to love people whom she knew nothing about, as much as her next-door neighbours and friends. Until, therefore, she could learn it from tiie practical operation of the federal compact, siie would stick to tiie old-fashioned Scotcii love, which she understood perfectly, and "go in" for ^\ugusta, live or die, hit or miss, riglit or wronjj. As in tlie days of ]\Ir Jefferson, the Springfield doctrines prevailed, Campbelltown was literally nuUiJied: insonnich, tiiat ten years ago there was not a house left to mark the spot where once tlourished this active, busy little village. Those who are curious to know where Springfield stood, at the time of which 1 am speaking, have only to take their pooition at the intersection of Jiroad and ]Manbury Streets, in the city of Augusta, and they will be in the very heart of old Springfield. Between llarrisburg and Springfield, and eleven hundred and forty-three yards from the latter, there runs a stream which may be perpetual. At the time just mentioned, it flowed be- tween banl rope, directly IS stationed a » which might : the ring, all to mount and all Zubly Zin, ill and Ingon« s Dickson, on hn Fulger, on Turner Haul- er " Come, gentlemen," said Commandant Prator, '• fall in ! All of you get behind one another, sort o' in a row." All came into the track very kindly, but Sally Spitfire and Gridiron. The former, as soon as she yaw a general move- ment of horses, took it for grantedthere was mischief brewing; and because she could not tell where it lay, she concluded it lay everywhere, and therefore took fright at everything. Gridiron was a grave horse ; but a suspicions eye, which he cast to the right and left wherever he moved, sliowed that he was "wide awake," and that "nobody had better not go fool- ing with him," as his owner sometimes used to say. lie took a sober, but rather intense view of things; insomuch that, in his contemplations, he pass( .1 over his track three times, before lie could be prevailed upon to stop upon it. lie stopped at last, and when he was made to understand that this was all that was expected of him for the present, he surrendered his suspicions at once, with a countenance which seemed plainly to say, " Oh, if this is all you want, I've no objection to it." It was long before Miss Spitdre could be induced to do the like. " Get another horse, Zube," said one ; " Sail will never do for a gander pullin'." " 1 won't," said Zube. " If she won't do, I'll make her do. I want a nag that goes otf with a spring, so that when I get a hold, she'll cut the neck in two, like a steel trap." At length Sally was rather liung, than coaxed, into the track, directly a-head of Gridiron. "Now, gentlemen," said the master of the ceremonies, '' no man's to make a grab till all's been round ; and when the first man are got round, then the whole twist and tucking uil' you grab away, as you come under (Look here, Jim Fulger, you'd better not stand too close to that gander, I tell you!), one after another. Now blaze away ! " (the command for an onset of every kind, with people of this order.) Off they went. Miss Sally delighted; for now she thought the whole parade would end in nothing more nor less than her favourite amusement, a race. 13ut Gridiron's visage pro- nounced this the most nonsensical business that ever a horse of sense was engaged in since the woi'ld began. For the first three rounds Zubly was wholly occupied in restraining Sally to her place ; but he lost nothing by this, for the gander had escaped unhurt. On completing his third round, Zube stretched forth his long arm, grabbed the gander by the neck, with a firmness which seemed likely to defy (jooac- 20 i TRAITS OF AMERICAN IIUMOlTR. ffrcm^r, and at tho same instant, ho involuntarily j^'T^'e Sally n Mi(M(.'U clicck. Slu; raised iier head, wjiich had berti kept, nearly toiiehini; her leader's hoeks ; and tor tho first time, saw th(? ijjaiider in tlio act of deseeudinr meat-axe ; and sez he, " ' Good mornin', ole Trcach, give us your paw.' "I see thar was mischief in him as big as a meetin'-house, and I 'termined to give him as good as he sent, so I looked at Jiiu) sorter savigerous like, and sez 1, -' ' Look her(». boss, how can you have the face to talk to me, arter saving what yon scd ? ' " ' Why,' sez he, ' Uncle i\Iike, didn't you begin it? ' " ' jN'o,' sez I ; 'an' ef you sez 1 begun it I'll larrup you in er inch of your life.' " Sez he, ' i'ou eternal ole cuss, ef you w-ant to larrup me, just larrup away as soon as you darn please, and we'll see which 'ill get the wust of it.' '' ' jN'ow,' sez 1, * I likes yon, Arch, 'cause I all'ays thought you was a fust-rate feller ; but ain't yon been 'busin' me every- where fur everything you could think of? ' " ' Yes,' sez he, ' but didn't you say you'd git hold of mo one of these days, and make me see sites ? ' " ' No,' sez 1, ' I didn't : but this here's what I sed, sez T, ef that feller. Arch Coonev, don't mind which side of his bread's buttered, I'll get hold of him one of those days and make him see sites.' " ' Well,' sez he, ' TJncle Mike, you knows I'm the most peace'blest feller living, and always mind which side of my bread's buttered, and ef that's all you sed, taint uothiu' ; so let's take er drink.' } was s1<(M'ro(l atiircli out' II I iiu* tliiit was vy it liu'd at'o 5; tiino, an' I ill 'bout him. iv chaps was in t'other sido [ noise in tho e what in the a lot of tellers t up to us, an' loukler burst n't keep your shucks, jked me riglit .'/, he, V'.' neotin'-house, 30 I looked at to talk to mc, in it ? ' larrup you in to larrup me, ,e'll see which I'ays thonrrht sin' me every- old of me ono ' scd, sez T, ef f his bread's Lud make hiin m the most I side of my t uothiu' ; so TRAITS OF AMERICAN IIL'MOUK. 21)0 "Then lie tuck out or tickler of whiskev, and arler he'd tuck three or four swallers out'n it, sez he, " ' L-ncle Mike, ohieei^e me by takiinj er horn.' "'TS'o,' scz J, ' 1 won't do no such er do^^ on thiui;. f.tr when 1 likes er chap, 1 likes him, and ulieii I don't iiki- him, 1 don't like him: but if you wants to ti,L,dir, I'm your man.' " You out^hter seen Arch then, 1 think lie was the most maddest man that ever wobhled on two ' hind legs.' He rar'd an' pitched, an' cussed an' swore like anything. "AVhen J see him cuttin* u]) that way, I commence getting mad too, an' mv knees tlii'v hciiiu to shake, sei'ter like I had er chill, an' skeeivd — no, ISir—an' I s' posed thar was gwine to be thar devil to pay, I giv(> you my \sonl. I ain't been so wrathy before onci' since, and that was t'other day when that Cain, tlu^ blacksmith, druidi up my last bottk; of ' bullface; ' and when i tacked him 'bout it, sed he thought il; was milk. " J]ut that ein't neither here nor tliar. As T was a sayin'. Arch he cussed ut me, an' J cussed at him, an' the feilers what was alonir of me sed 1 beat him all holler. Torectly J be_;in to get tired of jaw in' away so much, and si'/, 1, '" Arch, what's the use of makin' such er all-iired rackit 'bout nothin'. IS' pose we make it up ? ' " ' Good as w heat,' sez he. " ' AV'eli,' sez 1, ' give us your paw,' sez T, ' l)ut,' sez T, * thar's one thing yon sed, what sorter sticks in my craw yet, an' if you don't pollogize, I'll wallop you lor it right now.' " ' What does you mean ? ' sez he. "Sez 1, 'Didn't you sed one day that my preaehin' warn't nothin' but hnid hollerm' ? ' "'Yes,' sez he, 'but didn't you send me word one time that you b'lieved 1 was skeered of you, an' the fust chance you got you'd take the starch out'n me, as sure as er gun.' " !Sez I, ' Y'es, but what does that signify r' ' "'Well,' sez he, 'ef you'll take back what you sed, I'll take back what I sed.' "Then I begin to get as mad as all wrath,, and sez T, " ' Y"ou eternal sheep-stealin', whiskey-drinkin', nigger-lam- min', bow-legged, taller-faced rascal, does you want me to tell er lie, by chawin' up my own words ? Ef that's what you'n* arter, jest come on, and I'll larrup you till your mammy won't; K.now you from a pile of sassage-meat.' " kSo we kep er ridiu' on, and er cnssin' one another worse than two Choc;taw Injuns, an' torectly wo cnm to the ierry- boat — whar we had to cross the river. JSoon as we got thur, aoo TUAITS OF AMKUICAN m'MorK. Arcli lie lioppcfl down ()ll"ri liis olc lioss, an' commcnctMl ^Imck- iii' liissi'lt' fur cr li^iil, an' I jinupcil dowii t.io. 1 set' ilu; dc^vil was ill liiin as lii;^ as cr bull, so 1 lu'^^in written my tcctlj, an' lookiii' at him as BpunUy as cr Domiiiccker rooster; and now, Ht'/ 1, '•* JNlr Arch Coonv,' I scd, * I'll maly boss on too, but llw all-lired critter was skeered to jump on to ii, and se/, I to the man who ke[)t the ferry, sez 1, *" Why don't you wait till 1 suet's this durned four-lei:y;ed ^ * ^ t-J OCT critter into the; boat P ' *' He didn't say a word, but kept r.hovin' the boat out, and toreekly my boss be^^in |)ullin' back witii the bridle, an' 1 er liolein' on to it, an' the furst i^hinuj I knovved, I went kerswash into the drink". So you see, in about er nn'nil,thar was 1 on to this side, ami thar was Arch on t'other, and no chance for me to git at him. 1 tell you what, 1 was hot then — and what was worser. Arch he hollered out and sed he b'leved J skeered tin; boss and made hiui pull back, on ])urpose to ay that, 1 was so mad I fairly biled. II ow- Kever, I soon see 'twarn't no usi> raisen er racket 'bout what couldn't be helped, so I 'eluded J'll have my satisfaction out'n him any way. Au' 1 begin shakin' my list at him, an' er eussiu' him. Sez I, " ' You eternal yaller-facod, suck-CLCi:^ son of er , what is it you ain't mean 'iiulf for me to ctdl you? 1 tell you what! (au' 1 hoi)e to be forijjiyen for swearin') I cussed him blue. " Well, I was so outdone 1 didn't wait for the boat to come back, for it was gettin' 'most dark and too late for bar-hinitin' that day ; 'sides, my wile she would bt; 'specLin' me at the house, and mii^ht rais ])ertickler dust if I didn't get thar in tinie ; so I jumped on my ole boss, an' put for home. JUit the way 1 cussed and 'bused Arch when I got on the boss, was er sin, an' the; fur- ther 1 got away from him the louder I hollered ! 1 pledge you my word, you might er hearn me vv mile. " To make a long story short, the last word. I sed to him, sez I, " ' Arch, you've 'scaped me this time by er axident, but the next time you cross my path, I'll larrup you worse nor the devil beatin' tan-bark ! I will, by hokey ! ' " AVhew ! " whistled Mike, drawing a long breath. " I tell you what, I come the nearest wollopiu' that feller, not to do it, that ever you saw." At this moment Mike donned bis coon-skin cap, and giying it a terrific slam, tbat brought it over his eyes, -"uniaueu 302 TliAITS OF AMERICAN HUMOUR. LX. AX INTERESTING INTERYIEW, I HOPE the day is not far distant, when drimlvenness will be unknown in our lii^^lily-fiivoured country. The moral world is rising in its streii<;tli against the all-destroying vice, and though the monster still struggles, and stings, and poisons, with deadly <'lfcct, in many parts of our wide-spread territory, it is percept- ibly wounded and weakened ; and I flatter myself, if 1 should live to number ten vears more, I shall see it driven entirely from the higher walks of life at least, if not from all grades of society. For the honour of my contemporaries, I would register none of its crimes or its follies ; but, iu noticing the peculiarities of the age in which 1 live, candour constrains me to give this vice a ])assing notice. The interview which I am about to present to my readers, exhibits it in its mildest and most harmless forms. Jn the county of , and about five miles apart, lived old Hardy Slow and old Tobias Swift. They were both industrious, honest, sensi^.^o farmers, when sober; but they never visited their county-to\Nn without getting drnnk ; and then they were — precisely what the following narrative makes them. Q^hey both happened at tiie Court House on the sama day, when 1 last saw them together; the former accompanied by his wife, and the latter by his youngest son, a lad about thirteen. Tobias was just clearly on the wrong side of the line, which '60S TKAITS OF AMERICAN HUMOUR. « I iindLTstand ; but tlio awkward accidont yoii spoke of? » " Yes, of course ; that'll come in good time. D'you rcH'ollect that feller with the one eye that stuck by me in that scrimmidg at Orleans ? " " Perfectly ; Ifelf him audibly that night." " Joe Stilwell. Wal, Joe and I run togetlicr, en wc run sens, tel we fell out on one of these jug affairs ; en then he sot up for liisself — oppersition. 'Bout the lust of A-prile we hap'nd to come together to Saint Lewis, en started down the river the same day. Joe had tlie start five hours, an' I were glad of it ; for he hadn't no good feelin' towards me, en' I hadn't none for liim, I swar. It war two days 'fore I see anythink of him, but a man who got on at INIilses wood-yard said Joe wanted to tackle nie ; en sez he, ' Z'likes not he'll stop to Ransom's for freight, for he han't got more'n two-thirds his complement.' Sez I, ' Ef Joe runs across my bows, he knows what' 11 be the konsekens ; ' an' we didn't say no more about the matter. " It was midnight when we got to Hansom's, an' I was debatin' whether it warn't better to shove along then to st^op, when I heres Joe's voice a nsin' of my name. That was all war wanted to settle the matter. I tied up, and aslced all hands to licker. Joe he was tlie fust one to come up, sez he, " ' Ben, we've had some rily feelins, en let's settle them rash'nally.' " ' How ? ' sez I, not 'zactly understandin' him. " ' Kash'nally,' sez he. ' I'll drink with you, and you drink with me, en then we'll call it squar.' " ' 'Greed! ' sez I, en we lickered round twisto, en Joe and I shook hands, en squar'd off all old 'counts 'pertetuioelif. " Thar was suthin' in his looks I didn't like when we shuck hands ; but sez I to myself, ' this coon sleeps in the day-time, maybe, but he's M'ide awake on this yer night.' liansom, he seemed glad we'd made up again ' fer all time,' es he said, and we lickered 'long a him. " While we was drinkin' 'long a Eansom, one of my hands come in en whispered softly in my ear, all unbeknown to the rest, that somebody hod hen tryin' to cut my starn-cable, and then he sneaked back to watch for the marorder. " I got olf pretty soon after, en went aboard a leetle riled. But I didn't tell the boys who I thouglit was the rascal, thoar I told 'em to keep a sharp watch, en fire to kill, when they did shoot. But tha' warn't nobody come, Joe knew better than to play with the old fox in his den — Joe did. "Nex' mornin' we were just castiu' off, whrn Joe come down to tlie wharf-boat, en sez he. TRAITS OF AMERICAN HUMOUR. 300 wkc of?" Li recollect scrimuiidg e run sens, } sot up for hiip'nd to e river the glad of it ; I't noue for of him, but ed to tackle for freight, Sez I, ' Ef ionsekena ; ' ,, an' I ^va3 lien to s^op, 'liat was all ied all hands L he, settle them id you drink I, en Joe and en we shuck ;he day-time, Kansom, he he said, and of my hands Inown to the [rn-cable, and |a leetle riled. rascal, thoar ?hen they did Letter than to Irn Joe come ** ' You ain't goin' off mad, ar vou ? * " ' No,' sez I. ^"AVal,' sez lie, Mess takeapartin' smile.' " I didn't like the idea, but Kansom he said, " Come in, J3en ! ' en in I went and drinkt. "'What d'you say to a bulfulo-juggin ? ' said Joe, artcr we'd lickered. " ' It's too airly in the season,' sez I ; ' b'sides I'm off fur Orleans.' " * So'm I,' said Joe, 'at eleven ; en we'll go company." " * AVhat's the blaze ? ' said Kansom. " * Two canoes, and one jug,' said Joe. " I knowed what he was after then, for it showed elenn out'n his eyes. Joe war the best swimmer, en he thort ef we cum together an' upset the canoes, he'd have the advantage. lie knowed he'd git catawompously chored up ashore, en he ivaiiied to drown mey "What a devil incarnate!" I exclaimed. *' That's just him 'zactly. I thort a minit, and then sez I, " ' I'm your man.' "Wal, a skiff tuck out the only jug, en Joe en I paddled from shore leisurely. " ' A bob ! ' yelled out Ransom, en we started. " We was about ten rods apart, en neck-en-neck. On we swept like greased lightnin', Joe leadin' by 'bout two inches, I should guess. I had not look't at Joe sens we left shore, but as we draw'd nigh the jug I seed he had his coat and jacket off. AVe was within ten foot of the jug, en both dropped paddles, en I shed my coat en jacket a leetle quicker'n common. Tha' warn't no misunderstandin' between us then ; en as the canoes come together, both grappled and went overboard, and under- neath the water." Ben here paused, took out his bandanna, and wiped the big drops off his forehead, as coolly as if he was recounting the events of a dinner-party. " Well," I urged impatiently, " you both went under the water ? " " Yes, that was the accident happened ! " " Accident ? explain." " Why, I've no more to say'n this. I riz, en got aboard my broad-horn, en come away." " But Joe — what became of him ? " " Joe ? he was a missin^ ''long ivith my howie-hiife ! " I parted s^dth Ben, when the ' Perry' touched the wharf at nio TRAITS OF AMKHICAN HUMOUR. ProvidoncG, iiDt cariiif^, under the circumstances^ to inquiro ^vilicll way he was travelling. LXII. JIIKE riNK IN A TIGHT PLACE, INIiKE Fink, a notorious Buckoyo-'iuntcr, \vas conloinpor- ary with tlie celebrated Davy Crockett, and liis equal in all things relating to human prowess. It Avas even said that the animals knew the crack of his rifle, and wouhl take to their yecret hiding-places, ou the first intimation that Mike was about. Yet strange, thougli true, he was but little Iluowii be- yond his innnediate "settlement." AVheii u'o knew lum he was an old man — the blasts of seventy winters had silvered o'er his head, and taken the elasticity from his limbs ; yet in the whole of his life was INI ike never worsted, except upon one occasion. To use his own language, he never " gin in," used up, to anything that travelled on two legs or four, but once. " That once we want," said Bill Slasher, as some dozen of ns s.it in the bar-room of the only tavern in the " settle- ment." " Gin it to us now, Mike ; you've promised lone: enough, and you're old now, and needn't care," continued Bill. "Eight, right. Bill," said Mike; "but we'll open with a liclcer all round fust, it'll kind o' save my feelin's 1 reckon." " Thar, that's good. Better than t'other barrel, if any thing," " AV^ell, boys," commenced Mike, "you may talk o' your scrimmages, tight places, and sich like, and substract 'em alto- gether in one all-mighty big 'un, and they hain't no more to be compared to the one I war in, than a dead kitten to an old she-bar. I've font all kinds of varmints, from a Ingun down to a rattlesnake, and never was willin' to quit fust, but this once, and 'twas with a bull ! " You see, boys, it was an awful hot day in August, and I war near runnin' off into pure ilc^ when I war thinkin' that a :oon as we were both a'top o' the bank, old JbMndlc st< pped, and was about comin' round agin, when 1 begin puU'n t'other way. ""Well, I reckon tliis kind o' riJrd him, for he fust stood stock still, and look'd at me for a spell, and then connnenced pawin' and bellerin', and the way he made his hind gearing play in the air, war beautiful ! " But it warn't no use, he couldn't irch me, so he kind o' stopped to get wind for suthin' devilish, as Ijudrjcd by the way he stared. By this time 1 had made up my mind to stick to his tail as long as it stuck to his back-bone ! I didn't like to holler fur help, nuther, kase it war agin my principh^s; ami then the Beacon had preached at his iujuse, and it warn't far oft' nuther. " I know'd if he hern the noise, the bull comrrenfation wonld come down ; and as I warn't a married man, and had a kind o' hankerin' arter a gal that war thar, I didn't feel as if 1 would like to be seed in that ar predicament. (( ( c ! » So,' ses I, 'you old sarpent, do ycrcussedst "And so he did; for he drug me over every briar and stump in the Held, until I was sweatin' and bleedin' like a f. t yi2 TRAITS OF AMEKICAN lIUMOUIi. hni' wllh a pack o' lioiinds at hia liceln. And my name ain't jMiko Fink, it'tlio old crittor'a tail and 1 didn't blow out soiiif- tinics at a dead level witii the varmint's back ! " So you may kalkilato we made ^ood time. Bimeby lie slackened a little, and then 1 had him for a spell, for I jest dropped behind a stump, and Ihat snubbi>d tlie critter. "'Kow,' ses 1, 'you'll pull np this 'ere 'Avliite oak, break you're iail, or jiat hold on a bit till I blow.' " Well, while I war settin' thar, an idea struck me that I hfid better be a gettin' out o' this in some way. J>ut hou\ ad/actly, was i\\c pint! If I let go and run, he'd be a foul o' me sure. *' So lookin' at the matter in all its bcarins, I cum to the conclusion that I'd better let somebody Jtuon' whar I was. So I gin a yell louder than a locomotive whistle, and it warn't long before 1 seed the Deacon's two dogs a comiu' down like as if they war seein' which could get thar fust. " 1 know'd who they war arter — they'd jine the bull agin me, I war sartin, for they war awful wenimous, and had a spite agm me. " ' So,' ses I, * old Erindle, as ridin' is as cheap as walkin' on this rout, if you've no objections, I'll jest take a deck pas- sage on that ar back o' your'n.' " So I wasn't long gettiu' astride of him, and then if you'd been thar, you'd 'ave sworn thar warn't uothin' human in that nv mix ; the aile flew so orrifully as the critter and I rolled round the lield — one dog on one side and one on t'other, tryiu' to clinch my feet ! " I pray'd and cuss'd, and cuss'd and pray'd, imtil I couldn't tell which I did last — and neither warn't of any use, they war 80 orrfully mix'd up. " Well, I reckon I rid about an hour this way, when old Briudle thought it war time to stop and take in a supply of wind ami cool off a little ! So when we got round to a tree that stood thar, he nat'rally baited ! •' ' Now,' sez I, * old boy, you'll lose one passenger sartin ! ' " So I just clumupona branch, kalkelating to roost thar till I starved, afore I'd be rid round that ar way any more. " I war makin* tracks for the top of the tree, when I heard suthin' a makiu' an orful buzzin' over head, I kinder looked up, and if thar warn't — well thar's no use sweariu' now, but it war the biggest hornet's nest ever built ! " You'll gin in now, I reckon, Mike, case thar's no help for you ! But an idea struck me, then, that I'd stand aheap better chance a ridin' the old bull than where I war. Ses I, ' Old feller, TRAITS OF AMEHICAN IIUMOru. ;3i:i i:iuic ain't out SUlUf- ^Iineby ho. for 1 jcrit LT. oiik, hvciik ine that I Jjiil hotr, be a luul o' cum to tlio I ^vas. y<» II it waru't i' down like le bull aj^iu had a spite p as walk in' a deck pas- hen if you'd iniaii iu that ind I rolled 'other, tryin' til I couldn't se, they war ly, when old )ply of wind ee that stood D ger sartin ! ' ■oost thar till nore. hen I heard r looked up, w, but it war s no help for a heap better , ' Old feller, if you'll hol.l on. Til ride to tlie next station anyliow, let lliat bo whar it will ! ' "So I jest drapped alioard him aF PKiWACKET, My rccoikI cousin by tlio iiiollior's side, Bcnjaniiii Blaclc- Iclicr, A.I\I., ^\■ll() ufis born aiul lived all his liti'linio in Iho ancient, iown of Pi'jjwacket, lias compiled, ^itli scrupulous accu- racy, the annals ot'lhat venerable town in three volumes folio, ^vhicll bo |)ro[)oses to puhlisb as soon as ho can find a Hoston bookselK'r who will undertako tho joh. I hope this will bo ac- coinj)li.she(l before loni,', for Pii^wacket is a very inlerestini^ spot, th()u;^b not very widely known. ]t is astonishin-.,^ what inij)ort- ant events are ^^oini^on every day, in odd corners of this country, which tho world knows nothing about. AVhenI road over these trusty folios, which bear the title*, "Tnio (j!kn£F{AL Hi.stouy or TMi: Town of Vh.wxckkt, from its Jirst sctllnncut iinlil Ihe prr>ir)tt dnt/, roDipr/.s/iif/ rut (nitlicnlic rchilion of all Us ciril, mihl((ri/, ccch'siaslicnl^fiuoic'ud^ and stali.s[ict)stoii his will bo iie- lori'stin;^ sp(»t;, r ^vh:lt import- V this country, viul over these iRAL lIlSTOUY cKlcmcnt until of all it a civil, \ccrns, compih'd cds that have men that have of, so far from dly penetrated for the appear- vet, and as they myself of this le cook at Ca- ots to stay his )U contained in 3: — itivo to chronl- history of the ,ed onr parish. world qnite so ^ or the French as a great aiVair mighty feud in ole parish went iinnuuity such a TKAITS or AMKIIICAN IIIMOITR. ronse, that many pei^ple feared wo sliouhl never fairly roeover the shock. The particulars were tlu'sc : ]''roni time immemorial we liad contirnied to slug n.sahns at ineeliiiu;, as became good Cliristiatis and Iovlts of harmony. Jhit my readers, accustomed to the iiuprovcmcnls of modern days, have need to be informed that up to this [)criod,our con- gregation had practised this accomplishment according to that old nu'thod of j)Malmody, known by the designation of " read-a- line-and-sing-a-line." This primitive practice, which had tivst come into use when liymn-books were scarce, was still persisted in, though the necessity for its contiiuiance no longer (>xisted. Our ehurcli music, therefon^, exhihitcd the (piaint and patri- nrchal alternation of recitation and melody, if melody it might be called, while some towns in the neighbourhood had adopted the new fashion, and snrjjrised us by the superiority of their performances over tiie rude and homely ehants of old. J3ut it was not long ere the wish to iuiprove our style of pinging began to show itself among us. At the lirst announce- ment of such a desig]!, the piety of many of the old members took the alarm, and the new method was denounced as licathonish and profane. The chief personage who figured in the troubles wliich arose upon this matter was Deacon Dogskin, a man of scrupu- lous orthodoxy, highly dogmatical on theological points, ami a leader of powerful inlluence in the church. This dignitary, whose ofllce it had been to give out the several lines of the psalm as they were sung, was one of the sturdiest opponents of the new-fangled psalmody, and set his face against the innova- tion with all the zeal and devotion of a primitive Christian. Unfortunately for him, JJeacon Grizzle, his colleague, took the opposite side of the question, exemplifying the vulgar saying, " Two of a trade can never agree." The discordancy, to tell the Avhole truth, between these two worthies lay in more interests than one, and it is to be doubted whether they would have come to a rupture in church alfairs, had not their mutual animosities been quickened by certain temporal janglings ; for so it happened that the two deacons liei)t each a grocery store, and neither of them ever let a chance slip of getting away the other's custom. Sorry I am to record the frailties of two such rejmtable personages, who looked upon themselves as burning and shining liglits in our community; but I am afraid that the fact cannot be concealed, that the ])ctty bickerings which arose between them on these little matters of filthy lucre were sulfered to intrude within the walls of the sanctuary, and stir up the llamc of discord in the great IG TRAITS OF AMEiaCAN HUMOUR. '■yhsfi- psalin-singing feud; ^v]loreby, as our noighboui' Hopper P.iul Hii^elv renuii'ked, the world nuiy Icaru wiiidom, and Inv it down as a mijxiin, that churcli afikirs can never thrive when the dea- cons Lire grocers. Deacon Grizzle, therefore, partly from conscience and partly from spite, placed himself at the head of the innovators, and took every occasion to annoy his associate with all sorts of ingenious reasons why the singing should be performed without any intermixture of recitation. The younger part of the con- gregation were chiefly rr.nged under his banner, brt the older people r.mstered strong on the opposiie side. To hear the dis- putes that were carried on upon this point, and the pertinacity with which each one maintained his opinion, an uninformed spectator would have imagined the interests of the whole Chris- tian world were at stake. In truth, a great many of the good old souls really looked upon the act of altering the mode of singing as a departure from tha faith given unto the saints. It was a very nic ) and difficult thing to come to a conclusion whe:e all parties were so hotly interested, but an in..Ment which fell out not long afterward, contributed to hasten the revolution. Deacon Dogskin, as I have already remarked, was the iu- dividu?! on whom devolved, by prescriptive right, the duty of giving out the psalm. The Deaccm was in all things a stickier for ancient usages ; not only was lie against giving up a h lir's breadth of the old custom, but his attachment to the antique forms went so far as to embrace all the circumstances of imma- terial moment connected \v'ith them. His predilection for the old tone of voice was not to be overcome by any entreaty, and we continued to licar the same nasal, snuffling drawl, which, nobody knows how,, he had contracted in the early part of his deaconship, although on common occasions he could speak well enough. Jkit the tone was a part of his vocation ; long use liad consecrated it, and the Deacon would iiave his way. His psalm-book, too, by constant use had become to such a degree thumbed and blurred and torn and worn, that it was a puzzle how, with his old eyes, he could make anything of one half the pages. However, a new psalm-book was a thing he would never hear spoken of, for, although the thing could not be styled an innovation, inasmuch as it contained precisely the same collocation of words and syllables, } et it was the removal of an old familiai* object from his sigiit, and his faith seemed to be bound up in the greasy covers and dingy leaves of the volume. So the Deacon stuck to his old psalm-book, and, by the help of his memory where the letter-press tailed him, he made a shift to keep up with the singers, who, to tell the truth, were not re- Hopper P.iul id l.'iy it down when the dea- )nscience and he innovators, itli all sorts of jrined \Yithout irt of the con- br*". the older o hear the dis- he pertinacity in uninfoniied e whole Chris- ay of the good 5 the mode of the saints. It ) a conclusion in..'dent which the revolution, id, was the iu- it, the duty of lings a stickier up a li lir's to the antique uices of iniiiia- lection for the entreaty, and drawl, which, rly part of his iild speak well ion ; long use lis way. His such a degree was a puzzle if one half the ing he would could not be precisely the s the removal ith seemed to of the volume, the help of his ide a shift to were not re- TKAITS OF AMERICAN HUMOUR. 317 ) markablc for the briskness of their notes, and dealt more in semibreves than in demi-se mi-quavers. But, on a certain day, it happened that the Deacon, lu the performance of his ollice, stumbled on a line which happened to be more than usually thumbed, and defied all his attempts to puzzle it out. In vain he wiped his spectacles, brought the book close to his nose, then held it as far off as possibh', then brought his nose to the book, then took it away again, then held it up to the light, then tunied it this way and that, winked and snuliled and hemmed and coughed — the page was too deeply grimed by the application of his own thumb, to be de- ciphered by any ocular power. The congregation were at a dead stand. They waited and waited, but ti.v. Deacon could not give out the line ; every one starnd, and the greatest impa- tience began to be manifested. At last Ehler Darby, who com- monly took the lead in singing, called out : " What's the matter. Deacon?" "I can't read it," replied the Deacon in a dolorous and de- spairing tone. " Then spell it," exclaimed a voice from the gallery. All eyes were turned tliat way, and it was found to proceed from Tim Crackbrain, a fellow known for his odd and whimsi- cal habits, and respecting whom nobody could ever satisfy him- self whether he was knave, fool, or madman. The Deacon was astounded, the congregation gaped and stared, but there was no more singing that day. Tlie profane beliaviour of Tim caused great scandal, and he was severely taken in ha'id by a regular kirk session. This, however, was not the whole, for it was plainly to be per- ceived that the old system had received a severe blow in this oc- currence, as no one could deny that such an awkward affair could never have happened in the improved method of psalmody. The affair was seized by the advocates of improvement, and turned against their opponents. Deacon Dogskin and his ol'l psalm-book got into decidedly bad odour ; the result could no longer be doubtful; a parish meeting was held, and a resolution passed to abolish the old system, and establish a singing scliool. In such a manner departed this life, that venerable relic of ec- clesiastical antiquity, read-a-liue-and-sing-a-line, and Ave de- spatched our old acquaintance to the tomb of oblivion, un- wept, unhonoured, but not unsung. This event, like all great revolutions, did not fail to give sad umbrage to many in the church ; and as to Deacon Dog- skin, who had fought as the great cliampion of the primitive bystem, he took it in such dudgeon that he fell into a tit of the 318 TKAITS OF AMERICAN IIU.MOUR. iillt -•liidi resulted n determiuation to leave a comniimity where liis opinion and autliority had been so flagrantly yet at nought, AVitliin two years, tliereforc, ho sold oil' liis Ibrni, settled all liis concerns both temporal and spiritual in the town, and removed to a village about fifteen miles dit^tant. His ostensible motive for the removal was his declining age, which he declared to be unequal to the cultivation of so largo a farm as he possessed in our neiglibourhood ; but the true reason was guessed at by every one, as the Deacon could never speak of the singing-school without evident marks of chagrin. Be this as it may, we proceeded to organize the singing- school forthwith, for it was determined to do tilings in style. First of all, it was necessary to find a singing-master who was competent to instruct us theoretically in the principles of the art, and put us to tlie full discipline of our powers. JS'o one, of course, thought of going out of the town for this, and our directors shortly pitched upon a personage known to every- body by the name of Hopper Paul. Tiiis man knew nioro tunes than auf person within twenty miles, and, for aught we knew, mure than any other man in the world. He could siu"- Old Hundred, and Little IMarlborough, and Saint Andrews, and J3ray, and ]M('ar, and Tanzar, and Quercy, and at least half a dozen others whose names I have forgotten, so that he was looked upon as a nuisical prodigy. I shall never forget Hopper Paul, for both the sounds and sights he exhibited were such as could hardly be called earthly. He was about six feet and a half high, exceedingly lank and long, with a countenance which at the tlrrU; old 'omen." r parts? " a new varmint . likin' fur the , but are as big lik3 a squearl, ight, and next the pine-oaks ',andtheinter- settin' up in a jnbeer all over I But whar's been as pleas- you might hud 'Kentucky, and of the chawto- e time ; but no Whar's Joe?" alongside the and despair, let down both un- such a sign as might a Louisville and New Orleans eiglit-boiler steam-packet in the last stage of collapsed flues. " Goodness, gracious, Bill ! what's the matter?" cried the old lady, letting her stringing apparatus fall. " liev you got the cramps? Phillisy Aim, bring tliat bottle here outen the cupboard, quick, and some pepper pods ! " "Ah — li ! no!" siglu'd the sulVerer, not changing his posi- tion, but mournfully shaking his head," 1 ain't got no cramps." However, Phillisy Ann arriving in "no time" with the article of household furniture called ft/r, that gentleman, utterly dis- regarding the pepper pods, proceeded to pour out into a tum- bler, preparatory to drinking, a suiiieient quantity of amber- coloured fluid to utterly exterminate any cranq)s that might, by any possibility, be secretly lingering in his system, or forti- fy himself against any kntxwn number that might attack him in the distant future ; and having finished, immediately assumed liis former position, and went into most surprisingly exact imi- tations of a wheezy locomotive on a foggy morning. " jMerciful powers ! what can the matter be ? " exclaimed the widow, now thoroughly excited, as Mr Meriweatiier ap- peared to be getting no better, but was rocking himself up and down, " like a man who is sawing marble," groaning and mut- tering inarticulate sounds, as if in the last extremity of bodily anguish. But Mr Meriweather was for some time unable to make any reply that could be understood, liutil at length, at the conclusion of a very fierce paroxysm, the widow thought she could catch the two words, " Poor Joe ! " "Is there anything the matter with Joe? " asked the old lady. If it were possible for any one man to feel and suller, as far as appearances went, all the agony and misery that a half dozen of the most miserable and unfortunate of the human family ever have felt and suffered, and yet live, Mr Meriwea- ther certainly was that individual, for he immediately went off into such a state of sighs, groans, and lamentations, mingled with exclamations of " Poor Joe ! " " Poor Brother Joe ! " that tlie widow, aroused to the highest state of sympathy and pity, could do nothing but wipe iier eyes with her apron, aud repeat the question. " Whar is Joe, Mr iMoriweather, is he sick ? " " Oh — h — no! " groaned his mourning brother. "Is he dead then? poor Joe!" faintly in([uired the old lady. "I don't know that," was the broken reply. " The Lord ha' mercy on our sinful sowls ! then wJiar is 32 i TRAITS OF AMEPICAN lUIMOUn. he?" criod the "uidow, hri'uki.if^ out refresh. "Is ho run awiiy to Urlejuis — or j^one to Calit'oruey ? Yes, that's it! and the poor boy'll be eaten' up by them 'diggi-rs ' that tliey say goes rootin' round that outJandiHli country, like a set of mean Btinkin' ground-hogs. Poor Joe! lie was a line little fellow, an' it was only the other day last year, when you was on your rounds, that he eat all my little bo ." " ISo, he ain't gone to Californey as I know," interrupted his brother. " Then, for mercy's sake ! do tell a body what's become on him I " rather tartly i)iquired the old lady. "Why, you see, INlrs Harris," replied Mr JNIeriweather, still keeping tiie same position, and interrupting the narrative with several bursts of grief (which nell leave out). " Vou see, ]Mr3 Jlariis, Joe and I went up airly in the spring to get a boat load of rock iVoin J^oone county, to put up tlie foundation of the new hou^;es we're buildin', fur there ain't no rock down in tlicm rich sily bottoms in our parts. AVell, we go' ahmg pretty coni'jiderable, fur we had (ivt.i ivcgs of blast ahmg, and what with the hire of some lig^er'^', we managed to get our boat loaded, an' started ''ur '.oiiie m about three w<3eks. Yon never did see anvthin' rain like it did the fust dav we was floatin' down, but we worked like a cornfilled nigger ov a Crismus week, and pretty near sundown we'd made a matter ov nigh twenty mile aibre we wore ashore and tied up. Well, as we didn't have any shelter on the Hat, we raised a rousin' big lire on the bank, close to wiiar she was tied up, and cooked some grub; and I'd eaten a matter of two pounds of side, and half of a possum, and was sittin' on a log, smokin' a Kaintuck rcgaly, and a talkin' to Brother Joe, who was a standin' cliock up agin the fire, with his back to it. You recullex, Airs Harris, ]i:otiier Joe allers was a dressy sort of a chap — fond of brass buttons on his v.oat and the ilaim'est kind of red neckerchers ; and this time he liad buckskin breeches, with straps under his boots. AVeJl, wdien 1 was a tidkin' tr him ov the pru?/, he. " ' Cut your st raps ! ' sez T, for 1 seed it was Ills last chnnoe. " * Talk ! ' sez lirother Joe, tho' ho looked sort a r(.'[)roac!iful lil;e at me fur broachin' such a subject; but arter appaivuily cousiderin' awhile, ho outs with his jack-knife, an' leai ;■' over hideways, made a rip at the sole of his left foot. There was a considerable deal ov crack h"n' fur a second or two, then a crash sorter like as if a waggon-load of wood had bruck down, and the I'ust thing I know'd, the t'other leg shot up like, and started him; and the hist thing 1 seed ov Jbother Joe, he was a U'hirliii' roi'ud like a j\mr-sj)oked wheel iciih the rini ol/] aicaij vccrclost ioward auudoicn ! " LXV. GEORGIA TIirATRICS. If my memory fail me not, the lOth of June, IS — , found ne, at about eleven o'clock in the j'orenoon, nsci'ndiiig a Icjiig and gentle sloj^e in what was called "Tiie Dark Corner" of Lincoln. I ])elieve it took its name from the moral darkness which reigned over that portionof the county at the time of which T am speaking. If, in this point of view, it was but a shade darker than the county, it was inconceivably dark. If any nmn can name a trick or sin which had not been committed at the time of which 1 am speaking in the very focus of all the county's illumination (Lincolnton), h*^ must himself be the most inventive of the tricky, and the very Judas of sinners. vSince that time, however (all humour asa'e), Lincoln has be- come a living ])roof " that light shiueth in daikness." Could I 32G TKATTS OF AMF.KICAX HUMOUR. vontiiro to miiii:j;l(? tlic solonm with the ludicrous, oven for tli(? ])iir|)os('.s of liouoiii'iihk' contrast, 1 could adduce from this county instances of the most nunu-rous and wonderful transi- tions, from vice and folly tf) virtue and holiness, which luivo ever ])erhn[)s been witnessed Hincu the days of the Apostolic ministry. So much, lest it should l)e thouLjlit by some that what I am about to relate is eharaeteristie of the county iu which it oc- curi'cd. Whatever may bo said of the moral condition of the Dark Corner at the time just mentioned, its natural condition was anythiuL,' but dark. It smiled in all the charms of sprin;^ : and spring- borrowed new charms from its uiululatiuii; ^^roinids, its lu.xuriant woodlands, its sportive streams, its vocal birds, and its blushin;^ llowers. Kapt w'itli the enchantment of the season, and the scen(>ry around me, 1 was slowly rising the slope, when I was startled by loud, j)rofane, and boisterous voices, which schemed to ])ro- ceed from a thick covert of undernrowth about two bundled vards in the advance of uie, and about one hundred to the riiiht ot mv road : "'You kin, kin you?" "Yes, 1 kin, and am able to do it! Bo — oo — oo! Oh, wake snakes, and walk vour chalks! Brimstone and tire! don't hold me, Nick IStoval ! The li'^ht's made up, and let's fio at it. jNly soul, if 1 don't jump dowji his throat and gallop every chittei'ling out of him before you can say 'quit ! ' " "jS'ow, jN'ick, don't hold him. Jist let the wild cat come, and I'll tame him. Ned'll see me a fair tight, won't you, ^ed ? " " Oh yes, I'll see a fair fight, blame my old shoes if I don't." " That is suilicient, as Tom llaynes said when lie saw the elephant. Now let him come ! " Thus they went on, with countless oaths interspersed, which I dare not even hint at, and with much that I could uot distinctly hear. '' In mercy's name," thought T, " whafrband of ruffians has selected this holy season and this heavenly retreat for such Pandemonian riots ? " I quickened my gait, and had come nearly opposite to the thick grove whence the noise proceeded, when my eye caught indistinctly and at intervals, through the foliage of the dwarf oaks and hickories which intervened, glimpses of a man or men who seemed to be in a violent struggle, and I could occasionally catch those deep-draw^n emphatic oaths which meu iu conHict TKAITS OF AMERICAN HUMOUR. IJ1I7 I, even for tlio ICO froiii this uliM't'iil trniisi- s, wliicli hav ! up, and k't'a oat and gallop quit ! ' " ild cat come, t, won't you. OS if I don't." u he saw the interspersed, at I could not ^f rufBaus has rcat for such )posite to the ly eye caught of the dwarf I man or men d occasionally leu in conliict utter when they deal blows. I dismounted, and liurried to tha spot with all speed. I had overcome about half the spaco which separated it from me, when 1 saw tlie combatants cimio to the ground, and after a short strugi^le, I saw the uppermost one (for 1 could not see the other) make a heavy plunge with both his thumbs, and at the same instant 1 heard a cry : " Enough ! my eye's out ! " I was so completely horror-struck that T stood transfixed for a moment to the si)ot where the cry met me. The accomplices in the hellish deed which had been perpetrated had all iled at my approach ; at least 1 supposed so, for they were not to bo seen. " Now you old corn-shucking rascal," said the victor (a youtli about eighteen years old), as he rose from the ground, '" como cutt'n your shines 'bout me iigin, next time 1 come to the Court House, will you? Get your owl eye in again, if you can." At this moment he saw me for the lirst time. He looked excessively embarrassed, and was moving olf when 1 called to him in a tone emboldened by my oillce and the iniquity of his crime : " Come back, you villain, and as.-int me in relieving your fellow-mortal, whom you have ruined tor ever ! " My rudeness subdued his embarrassment in an instant, and with a taunting curl of the nose he replied : " You needn't kick before you're sjjurred. There ain't no- body there, nor han't been nother. I was jist seein' how 1 could 'a fou't." So saying, he bounded to his plough, which stood in tho fence about fifty yards beyond the battle-ground. And w^ould you believe it, gentle reader, his report was true ? All that I had heard and seen was nothing more or less than a Lincoln rehearsal, in which the youth who had just left me had played all the parts of all the characters in a Court House fight. I went to the ground from which he had risen, and there were the prints of his two thumbs plunged up to the balls in the mellow earth, about the distance of a man's eyes apart, and the ground around was broken up, as if two stags had been engaged upon it. 328 TliAITS OF AM£liICAN HUMOUR. LXVI. TAKING THE CENSUS. Oi'R next onoountor waa with an old lady, notorious in her noii;libuiirh()ud for her j;arriility and siinjile-mindcdiiL'SS. J lor Kxjuacity knew no bounds ; it was constant, unruMuttin<;, intor- luinablo, and soinotinics laughably silly. !Sho was inteivsti'd in (juito a largo Chancory suit, which had boon dragging its slow length tor several years, and furnished her with a conversational fund, which she drew n[)on extensively, uniU'r thj idea that its merits could never be suiliciently discuissod. Having boon "Warned of her propensity, and being somewhat hurried when we called upon her, we were disposed to got through buaitiosH fls soon as possible, and without hearing her enumeration of the strong points of her law case. (Striding into the house, and drawing our papers : " Taking the census, Ma'am," quoth we. " Ah, well, yes ! bless your soul, take a seat. Now do ! Are you the gentlemen that Mr Fillmore has sent out to take the censis ? I wonder — well, good Lord, look down ! how was Mr 1^'illmore and family when you seed him ? " AVe told her we had never seen the President ; didn't know him from a piece of sole-leather ; " we had been written to to take the census." " Well now, there agin ! love your soul ! Well, I s'pose IM r Pillmore writ you a letter, did he ? ^o ! Well, God be praised, there's mighty little here to take down ; times is hard, God's will be done ! but looks like people can't get their rights in this country, and the law is all for the rich, and none for the poor, praise the Lord ! Did you ever hear tell of that case my boys has got cgin old Simpson ? Looks like they will never get to the end on it, glory to his name ! The children will suller, I'm mighty afeaf^d, Lord give us grace ! Did you ever see Judge R. ? Yes ! Well, the Lord preserve us ! Did you ever he:ir him say what he's agwine to do in the boys' case agin Simpson ? No ! Good Lord ! Well, Squire, tviJl you ax him the next time you see him, and write me word, and tell him what I say ? I'm nothing but a poor widow, and my boys has got no larnin', and old Simpson tuk 'em in. It's a mighty hard case, and the will ought never to a been broke, but — " Here we interposed, and told the old lady that our time waa TUAITS OP AMERICAN HUMOUR. 329 orioiis in lier i'(liies8. IUt liuiti*;, intcr- j inieivsU'd in rcrintr its hIow jouveraational } idea that its Jlavinj; boon Imniod when ouiih biisinosa leration ot tho iie huudu, and Now do ! Are >ut to tuko the ! how was Mr t ; didn't know tten to to take ell, I s'pose IMr od be praised, is hard, God's ;heir rights in none for the )f that case my will never ,g;et will suiter, I'm ver see Judi^e you ever hear agin Simpson ? him the next m what I say ? got no lariiin', i case, and the it our time was precious — tlmt wo wii*lied to take down tho nnmbor of her I'ainily, and the produce rained by her hist year, ami bo oH'. After a pood deal of troul)h', we got through with tiie description of tlie members of her family, and tho " atatistical table," as far as the article " cloth." " How many yards of cotton cloth did you weave in ISoO, Ma'am ? " "Well now, tho Lord have mercy! less see. You know Sally lliggins that used to live in the Smith settlement ? I'oor thing! her daddy drove her off all on the 'count of .lack JMilliT, poor eret'tur ! poor gal ! she couldn't help it, J dare say. VV^'II, Sally she come to stay 'long wi' me when the old man dfuv her away, and she was a powerful good hand to weave, ami I did think she'd help nm a power. Well, arter shed bin here awhile, her baby hit took sick, and old JMiss S; ringer she undertook to help it. She's a ])( werful good hatid, old Miss Stringer, on roots and yearbs and sieh like! Well, the Lord look down from above! she made a sort of a tea, as 1 was a tellin', and she gin it to Sally's baby ; it got wuss — the poor creetur — and she gin it tea, and looked like the more she gin it tea, the more — " "My dear Madam, I'm in a hurry — please tell me how many yards of cotton you wove in ISOO. I want to get through and go on." " Well, well, the Lord have mercy ! who'd a tliought you'd a bin so snappish r* AVcll, as 1 wax a sayin', Sally's child it kept gettin' wus, and old Miss Stringer she kept a givin' it the yearb tea, till at last the child hit looked like hit would die anyhow. And 'bout the time tho child was at its wust, old Daddy Sikes he come along, and he said if wo git some nightshed berries and stew them with a little eream and some hog's lard. Now old Daddy Sikes is a mighty tine old man, and he giv the boys a heap of mighty good counsel about that case. " ' Boys,' said he, ' I'll tell you what you do ; you go and—' " "In the name of goodness, old lady," said we," tell about your cloth; and let the sick ciiild and Miss Stringer, Daddy Sikes, the boys, and the law-suit, go to Old Scratch. I'm in a hurry ! " " Grracious, bless your dear soul ! don't git aggravated. I was jist a tell'n' you how it come I didn't weave no cloth last year." " Oh, well, y^ou didn't weave any cloth last year. Good ! We'll go on to the next article." 1 330 TKAITS OF AMERICAN 1IC:M01JR. " Yes ; valler, jir.'l knovv'd '* " Never 4-^ ....;^ ... you HOC liit kept mind ab the ( v.: -vva! 3 lit tl ..,1 1„ 'liild liit be^un to ilii its eyes, and a le child— just tell i .i- , „ '> swell and turn moaiiiu', and I me the value of lie poujiry you. raised last year " Oh, well — yes — the chickens, you means. Why, the Lord love your poor soul ; I reckon you never in your born days SCO a creel iir ha .e the luck that I did — and looks like Ave never shall have any good luck agin ; for ever since old Simpson tuk that case up to the Chancery Court — " " Never mind the case, let's hear about the chickens, if you please." " God bless you, honey ! the owls destroyed in and about the best half that 1 did raise. Every blessed night that the Lord did send, they'd come and set on the comb of the houae, and hoo, hoo ; and oao night in particklar I remember, 1 hjd iiist got up with the nightshcd salve to 'int the little gal "wilh— " " Well, well, what was the value of Avhat you did raise? " *' The Lord above look down ! They got so bad — the owls did — that they tuk the old hens as well as the young chickens. T'le night 1 was a tellin' 'bout, I heard somethin's s-q-u-a-1-1 ! s-q-u-a-1-1 ! and says I, " I'll bet tliat s old Speck, that misty av.dacious owl's got, for I see her go to roost with the 'diickens up in the plum-tree, forenenst the smoke- house." " So I went to wliar old Miss Stringer was sleepin', and says I, "' J^.Iiss Stringer ! oh Miss Stringer! suro's you're born, that owl's got old Speck out'n the plum-tree." '• Well, old Miss Stringer she turned over 'pon her b.'de like, and says she, " ' What did vou say, Miss Stokes ? " " And says J :— " AVe began vo get very tired, and signified the same to the old lady, and begged her to answer us directly, and without circumlocution.. " The Lord Almighty love your dear heart, honey, I'm tellin' you as last I kin. The owls they got worse and worse ; after they'd swept old Speck and all her g^mg, they wnt to work on t'others ; and Bryant (that's one of my boys), he 'lowed he'd shoot the pestersome creettirs. And so one night arter that we heai-n one holler, and Bryant he tuk t!io old musket and weut out, and sure enough there II mifl turn tiiiiii', and 1 l;lie value of Why, the L your born 1 looks like ;r since old chickens, if n and about ;ht that the jf the house, 3mber, 1 h.id le little gal did raise ? " so bad — the i the young d somcthin's s old Speck, go to roost ;he smoke- eepin', and ou're born, jn her s.do same to the nd without honey, I'm Avorse and gi^ng, they one of my [urs. And I Bryant he )Ugh there TKAITS OF AMERICAN IIUMOUK. 331 was owley (as he thciught) a sittin' on the comb of the house, 80 he blazed away, and down come — wliat on airth did come down, do you reckon, when Bryant fired? " " The owl, I suppose." "No sich thing; no sich thing; the owl warn't thnr. 'Twas my okl hoi'so cat camo a tumblin' down spittin', sput- terin', and scratcliin', and the fur a ilyin' every time slio jumped, like you'd busted a featlicr-bed open. Bryant he said the way he come to shoot the cat, instead of the owl, ho seed somcthin' white — " " For heaven's sake, Mrs Stokes, give me the value of your ])oultry, or say you will not. Do one tiling or the other." " Oh, well, dear love your heart, I reckon I had last year nigh about the same as I've got this." ''Then tell me how many dollars' worth you have now, and Ihe thing's settled." " I'll let you see for yourself," said "Widow Stokes ; and taking an ear of corn between the logs of the cabin, and shelling oif a handful, she commenced scattering the grain, all the while screaming or rather screeching, " Chick ! chick ! chick! chickee! chickee! chickec-ee!" Here they came, roosters, hens, pullets, and little chicks ; crowing, cackling, chirping. Hying, and iluttering against her sides, pecking at lier hands, and creating a din and confusion altogether indescribable. The old lady seemed delighted, thus to exhibit her feathered " stock," and would occasionally exclaim, " A nice passel ! ain't they a nice passel ! " But sh<^ never would say what they were worth, and no persuasion could bring her to the point. Our papers at Washington contain no estimate of the value of the Widow Stokes's poultry, though, as she said herself, she had a "mighty nice passel." LXYII. A FAMILY PICTURE. Mr Hill, in one of his many visits "down east," was be- lated one evening, and was compelled to seek shelter at a 832 TRAITS OF AMERICAN HUMOUR. Kinall farm-house. lie thus describes the family party and the family doin«i;s on that evening. The heads of the family were a Mr and Mrs Jones, who were honoured, on this occasion, with a visit from a plain sort of man, who told me. said Mr Hill, that he teached school in winter, and hired out in haying time. What this man's name was, I do not exactly recollect. It might have heen Smith, and for convenience sake we will call him John .Smith. This Mr Smith brought a newspaper with him, which was printed weekly, which Mr Jones said — as it did not agree with his politics — was a very weakly consarn. Mr Jones was seated one side of an old pine table, and Mr Smith on the other. ]\trs Jones sat knitting in one corner, and the chihlren under the fire-place — some cracking nuts, others whittling sticks, &c. Mr Jones, after perusing the paper for some time, observed to Mrs Jones, " My dear ! " Mrs Jones. AVell. Mr Jo fie."]. It appears. Jtlrs J. Well, go on. 3Ir J. I say it appears. J/rs J. Well, law souls, I heard it ; go on. 3fr J. I say it appears from a paragraph Mrs J. Well, it don't appear as if you were ever going to appear. Mr J. I say, it appears from a paragraph in tliia go again, AVhy on airth, from a paragraph in this paper Mrs J. There — there you Jones, don't you spit it out. Mr J. I say, it appears paper 31rs J. Well, I declare, Jones, you are enough to tire the patience of Job. Why on airth don't you out with it ? Mr J. Mrs Jones, will you be quiet. If you get my dan- der up, I'll raise Satan round this house, and you know it, tew. Mr Smith, you must excuse me. I'm obliged to be a little peremptory to my Avil'e, for if you wasn't here she'd lick me like all natur. AVell, as I said, it ap])ears from this paper, that Seth Slope — you know'd Setli Slope, that used to be round here ? JIrs J. Yes ; well, go on ; otit with it. Mr J. Well, you know he we] it out in a wlialin' voyage. Mrs J. Yes, Avell. 3Irs J. AVell, it appears he was settin' on the stern, when the vessel give a lee liirch, and he was knocked overboard, and hain't written to his friends since that time. TRAITS OF AMERICAN HUMOUR. 333 f party and Jones, who om a plain he teaclied AV^hat this might have I him John with him, — as it did nsarn. i table, and ing in one ne crackinijr jr perusing My dear ! '" ever going h in this on airth, in this tire the lit? }t mv dan- know it, m1 to 1)0 a lere s?he'd from this that used voyage. ern, when )verboa]'d, Mrs J. La, souls ! you don't say so. Before going further, I will endeavour to give you some idea of this ISeth Slope. He was what they term down east, *' a poor shote ; " his principal business was picking up chips, feeding the hogs, tte. ttc. 1 will represent him with his hat. {Piita 0)1 hat.) "Mrs Jones snys I don't know nothin', and ]\tr Jones says I don't know nothin' (JdUf/hs) ; and every boily says I don't know nothin' ; and I say I do know nothin' {Iniufhs). Don't I pick up all tli«> chips to make the liresy And don't I feed the hogs, and the ducks, and the hens ? {Laur/hs.) And don't 1 go down to the store every morning, for a jug of rum? And don't 1 take a good suck myself? I don't know iiothin' — ha — ilaurjhs). And don't 1 go to church every Sunday? and don't I go iip-stairs, and when the folks go to sleep, don't 1 throw corn on 'em to wake 'em up ? And don't I sec the fellers winking at the gals, and the gals Avinking at the fellers ? And don't I go home and tell the old folk ; and when they come home, don't the old folk kick up the darndcst row? {Laurjhs.) And don't I drive the hogs out of the garden, to keep 'em I'rom rooting up the taters ? A.nd don't I git asleep there, sometimes, and don't they root me up. {Laur/hs.) And didn't 1 see a ily on J)ea- con Stoke's red nose, t'other day ; and didn't I say, ' Take care, Deacon Stokes, you'll burn his feet ? ' I don't know nothin', eh! (Lauf/hs.y This IMrs Jones 1 have spoken of, was a very good kind of woman, and Mr Jones was considered a very good sort of man; but was rather fond of the bottle. On one occasion, I recollect particularly, he had been to a muster, and came home so much intoxicated that he could hardly stand, and was obliged to lean against the chimne\'-piece to prevent himself from falling, and Mrs Jones say^ to him, "Now, Jones, aint you ashamed of yourself? Where on airth do you think you'd go to, if you was to die in that sitiwation ? " Jones (veri/ dnnik). " W^ell, I don't know Avhere 1 should go to ; but 1 shouldn't go far, without I could go taster than 1 do now." As soon as Mr Jones had finished the paragraph in the paper, IMrs Jones threw on her shawl and went over to her neighbours to communicate the news. 1 will endeavour to give you an idea of ]\Irs Jones by assuming this shawl and cap. {Puts 0)1 shawl and cap.) " Well, Mrs Smith, I suppose you ain't heard the news ? '* " La, no, what ou airth is it ? " []in TKAITS OF AMERICAN HUMOUR. "You recollect Sotli Slope, that used to be about here? " *' Yes, very well." *' You know lie went a whalin' voyage ? " " Yes." " AV'^ell, it appears, from an aclvartisement in the papers, that he was sittin' on tlie starn of the vessel, w lien the vessel give a lee lurch, that he was knocked overboard and was (Jj-owned, and that he has not written to his friends never since. Oh, dear! it's dreadful to thiidc on. Poor critter ! — - he was such a clever, good-natured, kind soul. I recollect when he was about here, how he used to come into the house and set down, and get u]) and go out, and come in agin, and set down, and get up and go out. Then he'd go down to the barn, and throw down some hav to the critters, and then he'd come into the house agin, and get up and go out, «and go down to the store and get a jug of rum, — and sometimes he'd take a little suck of it himself But, la, souls I I lu-vcr cared nothing about that. Good, clever critter! Then arlcr he'd come back with the rum, he'd set down a little while, and get up and go out, and pick up chips and di'ive the hogs out of the garden; and then he'd come into the house and kick over the swill-pail, and set down, and stick his i'eet over the manlcl-piece, and whittle all over the hearth, and spit tobacco juice all over the carpet, and make himself so socinhlr. And 2)oor fellow ! now he's gone. Oh, dear! how dreadful Avet he must have got! Well, INIrs ISmith, it goes to show that we are all accountable crillers.''* LXYIIT. THE FASTEST FUNERAL OX RECORD. I HAD just crossed the long bridge leading from "Boston to Cambridgci)ort, and was plodding my dusty way on foot through that not ver}^ agreeable suburb, on a sullry after- noon in July, with a very creditable tluuuler-cloud coming up in my rear, when a stout elderly gentleman, with a mul- berry-face, a brown coat and pej)pcr-and-salt smalls, reined lip his nag. and after learning that 1 was bound for Old Cam- lu'idge, politely invited me to take a seat beside him in the little sort of tax-cart he was driving. Kotliing loth, I con- iboiit here? " I the pnpcrs, en the vessel iU'd niid was 'n'eii(l,s never or critter ! — I recollect to tlie house in aL,n"n, and dowji to the ^s, and then go out, and 1 sometimes lis I I never tor ! Then 5wn a little s and di'ive ne into the n, and .stick 1 over the , and make gone. Oh, Well, IMrs crUlera.''^ )m ^Boston \y on foot Hiy a ft cr- I<1 h coming I a mul- Ils, reined Old Cam- ni in the h, I cou- TKAITS OF AMERICAN ITUMOTTI?. 335 rented, and we were soon en roufn. The maro he drove was a very peculiar animal. »She had few good points to the eye, being heavy-bodied, hammer-headed, thin in the shoulders, bald-faced, and rejoicing in a little stum]) of a tail which was almost entirely innocent of hair. Jiut there were " lots of muscle," as Major Longl>o\v says, in her hind ([uarlers. " >Shc aint no Wenus, Sir," said my new ac(|uaintance, pointing with his whip to the object of my scrutiny — "but handsome is as handsome does. Tliem's my sentiments. iSiie's a rum 'un to look at, but a good 'un to go." " Indeed ? " "Yes, Sir! That there mare, Sir, has made good time — I may say, very good time before the hearse." " Before the hearse ? " "Before the hearse! S'poso you never heard of hurjiiufj a man on time! I'm a sexton, Sir, and nndertuker — Jack C'rossbones, at your service — 'Daddy Crossbones ' they call me at Porter's." " Ah ! 1 understand. Your marc ran away with the hearse." "Kan away! A child couid hold her. Oh! yes, of course she ran away," added the old gentleman, looking full in my face with a very quizzical expression, and putting the fore linger of his right hand on the right side of his party- coloured proboscis. "My dear Sir," said I, "you have excited my curiosity amazingly, and I should esteem it as a ])articular favour if you would be a little less oracular and a lillle more ex])licit." "1 don't know as I'd ouuht to tell you," said mv new acquaintance very slowly and tanlalizingly. "If you was one of these here writing cluips, you might poke it in the 'Spirit of the Times,' and then it would be all day wilh me. But I don't care if i do make a clean breast of it. Honour bright, you know." "Of course." "Well, then, I live a piece np beyond Old Cambridge — you can see our steeple oft" on a hill to the right, when we get a little further. AVell, one day, 1 had a customer (he was car- ried otf by typhus) which had to be toted into town — cause why P he had a vault there. So 1 rubbed down the old mare, and put her in the iills. Ah! Sir! that critter knows as much as an Injun, and more than a Nii^ger. She's as s()l)er as a judge when she gets the sho]) — that's what 1 call the henrse — behind her. You would not think she was a thi-ee- minute nag, to look at her. AVeil, Sir, as luck would have 33G TRAITS OF AMERICAN HUMOUR. it, l)y a sort of providential inspiration, the day before, I'd tooix oft" the old wooden springs and set the body on elliptics. For I thoiiglit it a hard case that a gentleman who'd been riding easy all his life, should go to his grave on wooden springs. Ah ! I deal well by my customers. I thought of patent boxes to the wh-^els, biit i couldn't afford it, and the parish are desperate stin^^y " AVell, I got him in, and led off the string — fourteen hacks and a dearbourn wagon at the tail of the funeral. AVe made a line show. As luck would have it, just as we came abreast of Porter's, out slides that eternal torment. Bill Sikes, in his new trotting sulky, Avith the brown horse that he bought for a fast crab, and is mighty good for a rush, but hain't got nigh so much bottom as the mare. Bill's light weight, and his sulky's a mere feather. AV^ell, Sir, Bill came up alongside, and walked his horse a bit. lie looked at the mare and then at me, and then he Avinked. Then he looked at his nag and put his tongue in his check, and winked. I looked straight ahead, and only sa'd to myself, ' Cuss you. Bill Sikes.' By-and-by, he let his horse slide. He travelled about a hundred yards, and then held up till I came abreast, and then he winked and bantered me again. It was aggra- vatin', that's a fact. JSays I to myself, says I, ' That's twice you've done it, my buzzum friend and sweet-scented shrub — but you doesn't do that 'ere again.' The third time he ban- tered me I let him have it. It was only saying, ' Scat you brute,' and she was off — that mare. He had all the odds, you know, for I was toting a two hundred pounder, and he ought to have beat me like breakinn: sticks, now hadn't he ? He had me at the first brush, for I told you the bro\m horse was a might}^ last one for a little ways. But soon I lapped him. I had no Avhip, and he could use his string — but he had his hands full. " Side by side, away we went — rattle te-bang ! crack ! abuz ! thump ! — and 1 afraid of losing my customer on the road ; but 1 was more afraid of losing the race. The reputa- tion of the old mare was at stake, and I swore she should have a fiiir chance. We went so fast that the posts and rails by the road-side looked like a log fence. The old church and the new one, and the colleges, spun past like Merry-An- drews. " The hackmen did not know what was to pay, and, afraid of not being in at the death, they put the string on to their teams, and came clattering on behind as if Satan had kicked 'em on eend. Some of the mourners was sporting characters, I ly before, I'd r on elliptic^. whoM been ) on wooden I thou!j;ht of i it, and the njj — fourteen the funeral. t, just as wo torment, Bill II horse that r a rush, but Bill's li-ht nr, Bill came ooked at the >n he looked d winked. I f, ' Cuss you, He travelled pame abreast, t was aggra- That's twice nted shrub — time he ban- X, ' Scat you all the odds, nder, and he hadn't he? bro^^^l horse on I lapped 'ing — but he Ling ! crack ! )mer on the The reputa- she should sts and rails church and Merry-An- I, and, afraid on to their had kicked characters, TRAITS OF AMERICAN HUMOUR. 337 and they craned out of the carriage windows and waved their handkerchiefs. The President of Harvard College himself, inspired by the scene, took off his square tile as 1 passed his house, and waving it three times round his head, cried, " ' Go it, "Boots ! ' " It is a fact. And I beat him, Sir I I beat him, in three miles, a hundred rods. He gin it up, Sir, in despair." " His horse was oil' his feed for a week, and when he look to corn again he wasn't worth a straw. It was acknowledged on all hands to be the fastest funeral on record, though 1 say it as shouldn't. I'm an undertaker, Sir, and I never yet was overtaken." On subsequent inquiry at Porter's, where the sporting sexton left me, I found that his story was istrictly true in all tlie main particulars. A terrible rumpus was kicked uj) about the race, but Crossbones swore lustily that the mare had run away — that he had sawed away two inches of her lip in try- ing to hold her up, and that he could not have done other- wise, unless he had run her into a fence and spilled his " cus- tomer " into the ditch. If any one expects to die anywhere near the sexton's diggings, I can assure them that the jolly old boy is still alive and kicking, the very " Ace of Hearts " and " Jack of Spades," and that now both patent boxes and elliptic springs render his professional conveyance the easiest running thing on the road. THE END. NOW IX cox'RsE ov rrni.TCATios HURST AND BLACKETT'S STANDARD LIBRARY OF CHEAP KDITIONS OP POPULAR MODERN WORKS, ILLl -TRATEI) 1]Y MILLATS, flOLMVN HT'NT. LEECH, BIRKET FOSTEI?; JOHX GI1.BERT, TENNIEL, &o. i]'«cl\ in a singlo volu.uc, dogaiilly printed, 1 nuid, oiid illuiitratod, price 5:i. V(> . I.- SAM SLICK'S NATURE AND HUMAN NATURE. " Tho first vol lime of Mos s Hurst and Hlackett's Standard Library of Cheap Editions forms r very ''lod '\'^ , Ilium .0 what will doulitlcss In- a very siiceessful undcirtakiiiL'. • Natnn; and itiiinan Natiire' is one of the best of Sam Slick's witty and humorous productions, aiidi< welicnlitlrdto tlu; large eireiilation whicli it cannot fail to ohtriin in its prcHeiiL convf'nieni and cIk :i|» shatu'. The vohimc com))ines witli the >?reat recom- mendations of a clear, liold type, and ^ M'd paper, the lesser, but attractive merits of being well ilhistratcd and elegantly liouiul."— Pos/. VOL. II.— JOHN HALIFAX, GENTLEMAN. "This is a very good and a very interesting work. It is designed to trace th. arof r from boyhood to age of a perfect man— a (Jhri^tian gentleman, and it aliounds in '■... • 'fii both well and highly wrought. Throuidioiit it is conceived in a higli sfdrit, a» " vn' eii with great ability. Thisclieapand handsome new edition is worthy to i»as3 t;i»'fr..'jfi liand to hand as a gift book in many households." — IJxamino: " The nev,' and cheai)er edit ion of this interesting work will doubtless meet 'vith great suce(!ss. .Jiilm Halifax, the li.ro of this most beautiful story, is no onlinar' to. Mid this his history is no ordinary book. It is a full-length j)ortrait of a true , ' i.ian, on' of nature's own nobility. It is also t lie history ofa home, and a thorougliiy i'.nglish one. The work abounds in incident, and is full of graphic power and true pathos. It is a book that lew will read • idthout becoming wiser and better." — Srufsman. VOL. III.— THE CRESCENT AND THE CROSS. liY ELIOT WARBURTON. "Independent of its value as nn oritrinal narrative, and its useful and interesting information, thi;, work is remarkable for the colouring power and play of fancy with which its descriptions an- enlivem^l. Amom; its greatest and most lasting charms is its reverent and .serious sjiiril." — Quartcrhj Jhvicw. " i book calculated to prove more practically useful was never penned than 'The Crescent and the Cross' — a work whicii surjiasses all others in its hrmage for the sub- lime and its love for the beautiful in those famous regions consecnted to everlasting immortality in tlie annals of the piopliefs, and which no other writer has ever de- picted with a pencil at once so reverent and so picturesque."— 6'k«. VOL. lA^— NATHALIE. BY JULIA KAVANAGH. "'Nathalie' is Miss Kavanagh's best imaginative eifort. Its manner is gracious and attractive. Its matter is good. A sentiment, a tenderness, are commanded by her which are avS individual as they are elegant."— .4//u'«< X X /^ J- X"^ i X ' / y V i / X i HURST AND BLACKRTT'S STANDAIID LIBRARY (CONTINUED). VOL. VII.— SAM SLICK'S WISE SAWS AND MODERN INSTANCES. ' We lnv(! not tli( VOL. VIIL—CARDINAL WISEMAN'S RECOLLECTIONS OE THE LAST FOUR POPES. 'A pictnrcsciuo borik on Homo juul its I'cclosiastical sovoroiffns, by an doqucnt Ro- man (Jatliolic. {'ardin.'il Wiscniaii luw trcatcMl a special siil)jcct with so nuu'h pcnialily, that iiis rei'ulloi'tious will excite no ill-l'ci'lin^f in tiiose wlioart^nost consciontiouslyoij- liosedlocveo' idcau^lullllallini■ailil)iiil,v^c]>l•e^elltt•din Paijaldominalion."— .^l^/M-MfCMMt. VOL. IX. A LIFE FOR A LIFE. BY THE AUTHOR OF "JOHN HALIFAX, GENTLEMAN." " In ' A Lil'i' Cor a Lite * the antlif.r is fortunate in agood subject, and has produced a work ol' slrouK eU'ecl."— J;^■(^abi(^ and ( ntertainiiii: book has not been published since iioswell pro- duced his reminiscences of J olinsou."—06»eri'er. VOL. XT.— MARGARET AND HER BRIDESMAIDS. "■\Vc recommend all who are in search of a fascinating novel to read this work for themselves. They will liml it well worth their while. There are a freshness and ori- ginality about it i{\ii\.L' chnviuh)}^.''—AtheHfcuin. VOL. XIL— THE OLD JUDGE. BY SAM SLICK. " The publications included iuthis Library have all been of Rood (luality ; many givo information whil(3 tin y entertain, and of that class the book befon; us is a specimen. The manner in which th(> Cheap Ltliticins forming the seri(>s is produced deserves especial mention. The pa])er and print are luiexceptionable ; there is a steel engraving in each volume, and the out-udes dl' them will satisfy the purchtvsor wlio likes to seo books in handsome uniform." — J'J.vaiuiner. VOL. XIII.— DARIEN. BY ELIOT WARBURTON. "This last })roduction of the author of 'The Crescent and the Cross' has the same elements of a very w ide popularity, ^t will j)leasc its thousands."— C//wie. VOL. XIV.— FAMILY ROMANCE ; OR, DOMESTIC ANNALS OF THE ARISTOCRACY. BY SIR BERNARD BURKE, Ulsteu Kino op Arms. " Tt were impossible to praise too hiirhly this most interesting book. It ought to be found on every drawin^^-room table. lier(> you have nearly lifty captivating romances ■with the pith of all their interest i)reserved in undiminished poignancy, and anyone may be read in half an hour."— iStandard. VOL. XV.— THE LAIRD OF NORLAW. BY MRS OLIPHANT. " The Laird of Norlaw fully sustains the author's high reputation."— /S/ LIBRARY .WS I'cpiitiitioii is niadn, lie rcuiarkablo ori- Ticiiii lit'o and iiian- r llius much is to ins a part of Mt'ssrs (l some of the very 'csscnger. ILLECTIONS hy an doqucnt Ro- 1 so much j^cniiilily, cDiiscicntionsly oj)- \i[i.>x\." —Atluimexim. I. TLE^rAN." t, and has produced .EIGH HUNT. i.st wclcorao to those id Biiice Boswell pro- ESMAIDS. road this work for a freshness and ori- SLICK. luality ; many Rive \\\; us is a specimen. 1 1 rod 1 iced diiserves ,s a steel engraviiiK ,( r who likes to see JURTON. tross' lias the same -Globe. )MESTIC Arms. ■)k. Itoughttobe Itivatinp romances lancy, and any one Iw. -Sunday Times. HURST AND BLACKiyriVS STANDARD LIBRARY COXTINUKD). VOL. XVT.— THE ENGLISHWOMAN IN ITALY. "Wn can j)raisf' JlrsGretton's book as iutercsting, um^xaggcrated, and full of oppor- tune instruction." — The Times. VOL. XVIL— NOTHING NEW. BY THE AUTHOR OF "JOIIX HALIFAX, GENTLEMAN." " 'N()tilin^'N■ew ' displays r.ll those superior merits whicli have made'Johu IIiilili-; one of the most popular works of tho tlay."~Post. VOL. XVIIL— FREER'S LIFE OF JEANNE D'ALBRET. "NotlunK can 1)0 more interestiiu; than Miss Freer's story of the life of .Icaiuio D'Albret, and the narriitive is as trustworthy as it is attractive." /*<«<. VOL. XIX— THE VALLEY OF A HUNDRED FIRES. BY THK AUTHOR OF " MARGARET AND HER IIRIDESMAIDS. ' "Wo know no novel of tho last three or four years to equal this latest production of tho popular uutiioress of ' Margaret and her Hrldesmaids.' If asked to classify it, we should give ila i)lace butwei.-n 'John Halifax' and 'The Caxtons.'"— 7/tTa/(i. VOL. XX.— THE ROMANCE OF THE FORUM. BY PETER BURKE, Si^iuikant at ].a\v. " A work of singular interest, which can never fail tocharm. Tho present cheap au I t'L^gant edition includes the true story of the C )lleen linwn." —Illustrated Ncw.-i.' VOL. XXL— ADELE. BY JULIA KAVANAGH. " 'Adi'-lo' is the best work w(( have read by MissKavanai^h; it is a clulrmin.^ si iry full of delicate character-painting." — Athenceum. VOL. XXIL— STUDIES FROM LIFE. BY THE AUTHOR OF "JOHN HALIFAX, GENTf-EArAN." " These 'Studies from Life' are remarkable for graphic jjower and obsiTvation. TIio book will not diminish the reputjitionof theaccomplishedauthor." — Saturday Itevicw. VOL. XXIIL— GRANDMOTHER'S MONEY. "Wo coraraoiid 'Grandmother's Money' to readers in search of a good novel. Tho characters are true to hum:iu natun^, tin; story is int(!resting." — Aliuii^. ■I IIUUST AND BLACKKTT'S STANDArtD LlimAIlV (CONTINIMJI)). VOL. XXVIIL— LES MISERABLES. BY VICTOR HUGO. AITTIIORISHI) COPYRIGHT KNOLISII TIIANSLATIOX. "Tlio iticrits of ' Los MisoriihloH ' do not merely consist in tho conception of it ns a wlinlo; it iilioiiiids, |mu;() iit'ler |)av;n, witli details df unecinalltid hwuily. In ilealiii).' wilij all tlio enioliuns, iloiilits, tears, wiiicii ^o to uiaiii! m|) our coininon iiuiiianity, M. v'ii^lur JluKu has hLatiipcd upon every pam) tlio hall-mark of Kcnius."— QwaWt'W// Jteoiew. VOL. XXI X— BARBARA'S HISTORY. BY AMELIA B. EDWAUDS. "It is not often that wo li^'Iit n|)on a novel of so much merit and interest as ' tlarhara's History.' It is a work cmspicuotis for laslc mid literary ciillun'. Itisu verv Kraccful and cii;iriniii>^ l)ook, witii a weil-maiia,u;ed slory, clearly-cut cliaraeters, imilsenlinr'nlsexprc-scMlwith an cx(iuisitcclooiui(in will like. It is a liouk which the world Thii is higli praiso of a work of art, and so wo intend it."— Tunes. VOL. XXX.— LlJTE OF THE REV. EDWARD IRVING. BY MRS OLirilANT. "A Rood book on a most inlereitiMK theme." — TiDies. *■ A iruly iiitcrcstin|< and most aU'ectniK memoir. Irving's Life ou^ht to have a niche in every Kallory of rciJKious l)io;.rraphy. TIk.tc are few lives tiiat will bu fuller of in- struction, intcHMt, a:id c )usolaii'iii."— -S't^.'n/i,'/ Jicvicw, " .MrsUliphanL's jjifc of Irvinij supi)lies a lotiK-fclt desideratnin. It is copious, earnest, and ehxpieut. IrviuK. as a man and as a jjantor, is e.'chii)iLeil with many br(;ad, powerful, and lilo-likc touches, which Uiavo a strong; impression."— A'(/<»/>Mri//t Jicvicw. VOL. XXXI.— ST OLAVE'S. " This charniin,!< n >vel is t!io work of ono who poss(v>scs aj^reat talent for writin'.-, as well as c.\pcrn;iic ! ;ui I kuo',vieilj;,> oi' tlio world. ' St Olavo's' is Clio work, ot an art,i>t. The wliolo book is worth rcauiuj,'." — Atkcnreuin. VOL. XXXir.— SAM SLICK'S TRAITS OF AMERICAN HTJMOUR. •' Dip where you will into this lottery of fun, you are sure to draw out a pri/c."— Po«/. VOL. XXXIII.— CHRISTIAN'S MISTAKE. BY THE AUTHOR OF " JOHN IIALIFA 'I, GENTLEMAN." " V more charmiuf? story, to our taste, has rarely been writ ten. The writer has hit oir a circle of varied characters all true to nature, and has entangled them in a story which keeps us in suspense till its knot is happily and gracefully resolved. Lven if tried by the stnndard of tlie Archbishop of York, we should exptsct that even he would pronounce ' (Jhristian's Mistake' a novel without a ii\.\x\t."— Times. VOL. XXXIV.— ALEC FORBES OF HOWGLEN. BY GEORGE MAC DONALD, M.A. " No account of this story would give any id(>a of the profound interest that pervades the work from the lirst page to the last."— ^///jewaww. VOL. XXXV.I^GNES. BY MRS OLIPHANT. •"Agnes' is a novel superior to any of Mrs Oliphant's former \\ovkii."—Athen(eum. "Mrs Oliphant is one of the most admirr.ble of our novelists. In her works there are always to be found high i)rinciple, good taste, sense, and rclinement 'Agues' is a story whose pathetic beauty will appeal irresistibly to all readers. —Post. ) LIBRA IIV :CTOR HUGO. 5LAT10X. ;()ii('<'ptioii of it ns n ity. liiilcaliiiK' Willi iiiiiiaiiily, M. Viotor ai'tci'ly llvoiew. •RY. >rit and Intorfst as ary I'liltiin.'. It is a •iii'i.v-cut (iliaractcrH, loli w liicii tliu world "—Tunes. EID IRVING. nmlit toliavo aniclio will bu fuller of iu- tum. It is copifiSis, L'd with many l)i'i;ad, -I'jdinbui'yh Jiccicio. talniit for writintr, as 1(3 work ut ail arii>ti. AMERICAN ,v out a prize." — Post, TAKE. INTLEMAN." ,. The writer has liit tigled them in a story Uy resolved. Even if ct that even ho would es. )WGLEN. interest that pervades JPHANT. \.vor'kii."—Athe7UBum. . In her worlds there ineiucnt. 'Agues' is a ^."—Fost. .