Northern star, and Warren and Bristol gazette. [volume] (Warren [R.I.]) 1826-1830, 1826-07-08
MISCELLANY.
BOOTS.
Norfolk,throw down; we bid, there is no boot
RIcHARDIf
BOOTS.

iNicHARD IT,
Ah, Mr.. Editor, | am one Of those
unhappy beings that like Jaques 10 the
play, can suck melancholy out of a song
as a weazle sucks eggs. My humour,
sir, was always ofa pathetick cast-a
Took of helpless misery IS as natural to
my countenance as hooked nose to a
sharper Il can grow fat and wretched
on deaths and casulties, on marriages
and misfortunes. The weekly cata-
logue Of deaths and misfortuhes which
.embellishes the Boston Recorder and
Telegraph, imparts more sorrowfnl
pleasure than yesterd ,y's bill Of fare
to. a gourmand. live bnt to sadden
and despond. Sorrowful Simpkins has
been my appellation ever since was
old enough to attend funeral, and will
be SO to my dying day.
But Of all the troubles 10 this woeful
world. there is none that fills my breast
with such poignant emotion, or sufus-
'es my eyes with such drops Of tender
anguish, as the sight Of PAIR of boots.
o, boots, boots,at once the sorrow and
delight Of my life ; my bane and idol.
Who can witness the pulling of thy long
and tender ears, the honourabIe wrin-
kles Of thy furrowed >countenance, thy
hue ofjetty blackness, thy heels, thy
toes, thy physiognomy, and not brush
a tear at thy fate ?
: always took to boots. The whole.
family Of. White.Tops, Wellinstons,
and Suwarrows, are my particular
friends. Jackson was never my fa-
vourite presidential candidate ill ! saw
him running the race id boots. In fact
a man without boots is no man at all.
There is as much difference between a
hero in boots and hero out Of boots,
as there is between boot-jack ani a
jack-boot.
was particularly pleased, the other
day, with fine pair Of red boots at
Gaffield's. They were for William
son the actor, whose boots certainly
are the best ou the boards. Boots are
always charac cteristick Of the wearer.
"A long faced man has, boot shaped
like a scytBe, while a Bullet headed
mans boot is invariably clump. Boots
were invented to distinguish good men
from bad the latter, however, are al
ways betrayed by their boots. Reel
zsbub's cloven foot can never be made
TO stick, in boot.
Everybody has sdmired the enor-
nous boot suspended from Faxon's
door, 10 the market. Nothing in the
wide earth, is so grateful to my Wis
ION as. the countenance Of that venera.
BILE boot. To say adore il is nothing.
IT is associated with everything great
and magnificent in the storehouse Of
cherished recoIlections. Many live
long hour havel stood with glistening
eyes Of admiration and feastei ON its
perfec tions. Igaze upon it with mel
ancholy transport. For fourteen years
have IIdailey directed my steps to the
scene Of its glory and renown, and
watched and admired it until it became
as.it were, welded to my sonl.
Bot one fearful night, | remember it
well, | was routed from my bed by the
appalling cry Of fire. A presentiment
Of something dreadful weighed heavily
upon my mind. ! hurried to the scene
Of action. What a tri6ck spectacle !!
The whole street seemed buried 10
fames. The thunder Of engines hur-
rying over the pavements, the shouting
ofbewildered fremen. the fierce strug-
ling Of trucks and handcarts, the Grim
son glare Of the raging element, the
tombling walls, the screaming mob, all
were calculated 10 strike isintnsss Into