The Liverpool Standard and General Commercial Advertiser.
Liverpool, Merseyside, England, 1839-12-24 00:00:00

of the leading chaps took both, ingallant style; others wen
round by agate, and so would I, only I couldn't; for Trum.
peter would have the hedge, and be-hanged to him, and wen'
right for it. _ _

-Hoop ! if ever you did try a leap! Out go your legs, out
fling your arms, off goes your hat ; and the nest thing you
feel, that is, I did, is a most tremendous thwack across the
chest, and my feet jerked out of the stirrups ; me Left in the
branches; of a tree • Trumpeter gone clean from under me,
and walloping and floundering in the ditch underneath. One
of the stirrup-leathers had caught in a stake, and the horse
couldn't get away ; and neither of us, I thought, ever would
have gone away; but, all a a sudden, who should come up
the lane.but the Spicy Dustman !
" Holloa l" says I, -" you gent, just let us down from this
here tree !"

".Lor !" says her
robin.,"

" I'm blest if I didn't take you for a

" Let's down," says II but he-was at the time employed
in disengagina, Trumpeter, whom he got out of the ditch,
trembling and quiet as possible. " Let's down," sacs I.
Presently," says he ; and taking off his coat, he begins
whistling and swishing down Trumpeter'S SideS and,fadille;
and, when he had finished, what do you think the rasealdid ?
—he just quietly mounted on Trumpeter's back, and shouts
" Git down yourself; old Bearsgrease ; you've only to drop !
/7/ give your oss a hailing arter them ?muds ; and you, vy
you may ride back my pony-to Tuggeridgeweal !" And with
this, I'm blest if he didn't ride away, leaving me holding, as
for the dear life, and. expecting, every minute, the branch
would break..

It did break too, and down I came into the slush ' • and,
when I got out of it, I can tell you I did not look much like
the Venusses or the Appollo Belvidearis what I used to dress
and titivate up at my shop window, when I was in the hair-
dressing line, or smell quite so elegant as our rose-oil. Faugh!
what a figure I was! Look on the other side and you will
see.

I bad nothing fur it but to mount the, dustman's donkey
(which was very quietly cropping grass in the hedge,) and to
make my way home ; and, after a weary, weary journey, I
arrived at my own gate. _ •

A whole party was 'assembled there. 'Ttigrag, who had
come back : their Excellencies Mace and Punter, who were
on a visit ; and a number of horses walking up and down
before the whole of the gentlemen of the hunt, who had
come in after losing their fox ! " Here's 'Squire Coxe!"
shouted the grooms. Out rushed the servants, out poured
the gents of the hunt, and on trotted poor me, digging into
the donkey, and every body dying with laughter at me.
Just as I got up to the door. a• horse came galloping np,
and passed tue ; a wan jumped down, and, after taking off
a fantail hat, came up, very gravely, to help me down.
'Squire," says he, " how came you by that there ha.
nimal ? Jist get down, will you, and give it to its howner."
". Rascal'." said I, " did'ut you ride off on my horse ?"
" Was there ever sich ingratitude ?" says Spicy, ' I found
this here oss in a pond, I saves him from drowning, I brings
him back to his master; and I'm called a rascal."

The grooms, the gents, the ladies in the balcony, my own
servants all set up a roar at this ; and so would I, only I was
so deucedly ashamed, as not to be able to laugh just then.
And so, my first day's hunting ended. Tagrag and the
rest declared I had showed great pluck, and want me to try
again ; but " no," says I, 1 have been."—Comic Alma-
nac for 1840.

MELANCHOLY ACCIDENT AND LOSS OF LIFE

AT SEA.

(From the Brighton Gazette.)
An accidentrattended witb loss of life, happened to one of
the Brighton fishing-boats on Monday night. At about 11
o'clock the crew of the William and Sally, who were fishing
on the trawl-ground, 20 miles at sea, perceived the lights of
a vessel coming down the Channel ; and their nets being
down at the time, so that they could not conveniently alter
their course, they immediately showed their own latterns in
return. The signal, however, was disregarded, and the ship
continued to bear down upon them, the crew of the boat re-
peatedly shouting " starboard the helm," as the distance
between them and the vessel diminished: Their shouts,
however, were equally ineffectual as their lantern ; and the
boat was presently struck athwart midships by the bow of
the ship. The boat was upset by the concussion ; and her
crew, consisting of Rayner Smith, Charles Smith, his sou,
about 11 years old, and Richard Allen, better known- by the
name of " Dick Lop," were thrown into the water. Assist-
ance was rendered by the ship's crew, who backed their sails,
and lowered a boat into the water. Allen and the boy were
found sitting on the capsized boat, which .lay floating on her
side ; but Smith had disappeared. The boy bad contrived
to clamber on the boat soon after Ehe upset ; and from his
precarious situation saw his father sink. The poor fellow
had been swimming about for some time, when at length;
finding his strength become exhausted, he cried out, " Good
bye, my boy," and from the moment his son's reply,—
" Good bye, father," reached his ear, he was seers no more.
Allen was in the- sea for nearly three quarters of an hour,
supporting himself by swimming and grasping an oar, before
he saw the boat. He and the boy. were conveyed on board
the ship soon after midnight, and were furnished with clothes
and every thing that their enfeebled condition required. The
vessel which had caused the above lamentable accidentproved
to be the John, of London, Davy, master, bound to St. He-
len. Soon after one o'clock the John fell in with another
Brighton boat, the Sarah, belonging to Thomas Turner,
William Downes, master, on hoard which Allen and the boy
were placed; and the John then continued her voyage. The
Sarah reached the shore at about -seven o'clock on Tuesday
morning, and landed the two survivors of the calamity.
Smith, who was a well-conducted man, lived in Russell- '
street ; he was 52 years of age, and has left to deplore his
loss a wife and ten children, five of whom were entirely de-
pendent on him for support. Allen is 56 years of age, and
has a wife and one child, which has been a cripple from its
birth ; and he has himself met with two accidents, by which
he broke some of his ribs, in the same boat. Nothing has
since been heard of the boat. We-are much gratified to
learn that a subscription has been set on foot for the benefit
of the family of the unfortunate man who was drowned.