Phenix gazette. [volume] (Alexandria [D.C.]) 1825-1833, 1829-09-23

were strong symptoms Of a change Of weather.
! A CHAP about my size, was seen on the way 10
the meeting house with ne" Paten' ma, on; MS
head hung by the ears upon shirt collar; h'c
crava. had a pudding in in, and oranched
out ialo double bow not. he carried
straight back and stiff neck, as man ought to,
chen he has his BEST clothes on; and every time
he spi, be sprung his bod, forward like jack :
\ life in order TO shoot clear OF the rufh's
SQUIRE Jones' pew is mex, but Two to mine,
and when stand up TO prayers, and take nay
coat tail under my arm, and turn my back 10 the
munster, very naturally look right straigh! al
Sally Jones Now Sally Jones has got face
no. to be glinned at in a fog. Indeed as re-
cards beauty, some folks think she can pull an
even woke with Patty Bean. For my part i
think there is not much boot between them
.Any how, they are so nigh matched that they
hated and d. spised each other like rank poison
ever since they were school girls.
Squire Jones had gol his evening fire on, and
set himself down TO read the grra' family 0ioie
when he heard rap al his door. "Walk In
Well. John, how der do? Gil, out Psmpey.--
Pretty we'll, thank you, squire, how do you do:
NVhy, so as TO be crawling,-ye ugly beast, VIII
you hold your yop.-haul up chair and sci
down, John, 80
/ "How do you Go, Mrs. Jones? o middlin'
how's YOUR marin? Don, forgeI the mat, there
Mr. B adle." This put me 10 mind that had
been off soundings several times, In the lone
! mudd, lane; and my boots were 10 swee, pickle
! Ii was now old captain Jones turn, the grand
father. Beingroused from doze by the bsssle
and racket, he opened both his eyes, at first with
wonder and as,onishment. At las; he began 10
halo so loud that you might hear him mile;
| for he takes it for granted that every body Ii
jus, as deaf as himself
"Wbo is il? / say VINO in the world is ~
Mrs. Jones, going close to his ear, screams ou'
"I,'s Jonney Beedle." "Ho-Jonney Beedle.-
remember he was one summer a, the siege Of
Boston," "No, no, father, bless your heart, thai
was his grandfather, that's been dead and gone
thi, twenty years." "Ho-but where does ne
come FROM" "Down town." And what
does he follow for Twin :" And he did mol
stop asking questions Of this SOFT, ill all The
particulars Of the Beed!e family were published
! and proc Iain1ed in Mrs Jones' las! soreech.-
! He then sunk back ln'o his doze again. 80.
The dog stretched himself before one andiron
the cat squat down before the other. Silence
came on by degrees, like calm snow storm, MI
nothing was heard but cricke' underline hearth
keeping time with sapPy yellow birch tore,
stick Sally sat up prim, as II she were pinned
To the chairback; her hands crossed genieei'y or
her lap, and her eyes looking straight into The
fire. Nanny Jones lried to straghten herself
! too, and laid her hand across on her lap. But
thew would moi lay STILL 1t was full rwenty-fouI
hours since they had done any work, and they
were cut OF all patience with keeping Sunday
Do VIVA, she would 10 keep them quiet, they
would BOUNCE up now and then, and 60 through
tht motions in spite Of The fourth command.
rurn's r or my par' ivvninS very Much
like fool. The more Irried TO say something
the more my tongue stuck fast. put my righ
leg over my lief and said 'hem" Then chang
ed, and put lef over the right. I, was no use
| The silence kept coming on thicker aud thick
err. The drops of swea, began TO crawl over
me. ] got my eyes upon my hat, hanging on a
peg, on The road to the door. Al this momen,
the old captain sung out al once. "Johnry Bee
die" II sounded like clap Of thunder, aud
stared right up an end
"Johnny Beede, you'll never handle SIGH a
drums,ick as your father did, if you live 10 he
age o! Methusaler He would toss up his drum
stick, and while twas ~hirling in the air, take
gill er rum, and then kitch il as il came down,
without losin' stroke in the tune. What dye
think of that, ha: But seulI your chair close
around side err me, so you can hear. Now what
| walk. Pleasen, wakin' guess. mean Jest
| to see how ye all do" "Ho-now that's ano>
Their lie. You've come a cour,in', Johnny Bee
die; you're alter our Sal. Say. now, do you
want 10 marry, or only courl?"
This was what called choaker. Poor Sal
ly made but one jump, and landed in the mid
die Of the kitchen; and then she skuIked in the
dark corner, till the old man alter laughing
himself into a whooping cough was put to bed.
Then came apples and cider; and, the ice be
ing broke, plenty Of chat with mamma Jones
about the minister and 'sarmon.' agreed
with her to nicely Oh all the points ofdoctrine:
but had forgot The lext and all the heads Of
The discourse, but six Then she leased and tor.
mented me 10 tell whom I accounted the be st
singer in the gallery, that day But mum
there was no getting thar out Of me. "Praise
to the face is often disgrace" ,hough, l. throw
ing a sly squinl at Sally.
A. las, Ms lones Iiohted tsothor ranJI.