Edwardsville spectator. [volume] (Edwardsville, Ill.) 1819-1826, 1825-10-29
From the London Literary Gazette.
GREENWICH HOSPITAL.
" I'ue l0st one ege, and re g0ta tinl5er 90, }"

Dung ola joe JCniIlnRS, DO HC o"'Ni-
led round on his wooden pin, whilst bust
ling through the comical Jack in The box
gate at the east end OF the Naval Asylum,
going into Greenwich Park
"'ye lost one eye, and I've got timber toe, :"
Aud where did you leave your eye,
Joe !"-" In the Gut of Gibt aisar. -
w ell Joe, you will never see double
asaIn, so what do you say TO anolher
glass Come lets ireshen the mp, my
old boy, and SPIN us tough yarn. -
" No, 10. thank ye al the same--No, no,
thank ye, I'd rather not; Tor whist 4 am
spinning the yarn you would be winding
me up, and then should SO reellng 1t 10
my caoin, and catch HE yellow lever. -
But where did you lose your leg, Joe g
+" Why, ri tell you all about II as soon as
We come to anchor under the trees.
ihere, now you shall Lave II. why,
d'yc see, iosfDy leg when lent hand
10 take lhe K French SO, and waim
work We had oil -" Avsst there, Joe,
ayast, you Know 1t Is all iudse, SAID
old ION Pipes as he came boboil'5 up
---" You know it rs ali Judge. w arm
you groggy and DIDN'T you jam your
loot atwixt the shot lock er and the CotnO-
ngs, and capsize down tbs hatehway !!
and now you want to persuade The gem
man II was done IN action" lays, aye,
Tom, you're always running toul 81 '''e----
but 10 matter, you Know be,,er. ZouEds !.
don't you hold the step oi my precious
limb While tie surgeon dock'd II, aud
saw'd away the spllnters and arn't got
the sho, TO this hour I" Yes, Joe, yes;
but tell the semman about Nancy aud
her husband thy skuppers run over,
whenever think OF il. why, aye, he
shall have it, ana DO you lend NE hit 1t
should break down, though doo't
much fear 1t. Why, dye see, SIR, Bill
NevIil, WAS our messnla.e, and he used
to tell US Iitlc OF his history. And 50,
or, he was bruaght up III a country VII
lase, and loved his wiie when only III
he giri and lie went 10 sea, thinking 10
make his fortune Tor her sake. W ell,
he got to be master OF merchantmen,
describe the pleasures OF lhal moment
when their hands were splced al the al
tar, aud he hailed her as ms cWn. But
he was Obliged 10 sail again. "Oh j.
SAID Nancy, "shouid you never return
what Shall do ?-where shall pass
where eud my wrelchsd days! HIS nearl
was too tull TO speak; one hand eiasped
IN ner's, the other pointed 10 The broad
eXpanse where the MONDAY sun was
shIulng in meridian spiendor. Ii had d
double meaning-Nancy elt it: " There
is God, trust IN him !" or, Ii not on
earth we meet 10 heaven !" Wei, Sir,
eighteen months ro,i'd away, during
which, IN due Time, Nancy brought into
the world dear pledge OF aticctlon--a
lovely boy. But on! the agony oi the
mother as every day dragged on without
intelligence from William When she
looked at the sweet babe--was 1t indeed
falheriess, and she widow You'll ex
cuse my stopping, Sir, but indeed CAM
help live shed tears over ii many ..
time.
Well, sir, eighteen months was turn
ed, when one morning Nancy arose 10
pour out her heart before her NJ ker,
and weeping over her sleeping child.
The sun had Jus, risen above .ue bills,
when noise in the liltle garden watch
iroDted the cottage, alarmed her. She
opened the Easement and put aside the
woodbine-bebeid, delightful, yet ago
nlzmg sight-her dear, long-mourncd
William, handcutied be.weeD the SOL
dlers, While Others with their side arms
drawn, seemed fearful OF losing thair
prey! His lace pale aud emaclated,
BODY worn down with fatigue ana
sickness, his spirit seemed ready
10 quit lis frail mansion, and was
only kept to earth by union with his wife.
Nancy forgot ali, aud clasped him in her
arms; but the rafting Of the irons pierre
ed her soul. do not mean to condemn
the policy, sir; but its cruel practice
that OF pressing. All! Iwell remember
it-though always served my King,
God bless him Yet I've Witnessed many
an aching heart, and heard many a grosn
of agony But to proceed; William
was pressed: Nancy fastened into the
cottage, and wrapped the sleeping babe
into its blanket, she prepared 10 accom-
pany them. Cannot you picture to your
sell the first glance which the wretched
parent cast upon his child Oh! twas
a sad, sweet Joy that wrung the soul.
shall pass by their meeting, their dear
delight, their bitter anguish. Ify you can
feel j, is already engraven on your heart.
Suffice il 10 say, w lillian had been shin