Martinsburg gazette and public advertiser. [volume] (Martinsburg, Va. [W. Va.]) 1826-1833, 1829-10-01


Captain all at once sung out Johnny
Beedler Ii sounded like a clap OF
thunder, aud l started right up end
johnny Bsedle you'll never handle
such drnmsiick as your father did, u
yer live to the age OF Metbusaler.--
lie would toss up his drumstlck, and
while it was w6;rlin' in the air take oil |
asgil err rum, and then ketcb 1t as II
come down, without losiD' stroke 10
the tune. What dye think Of that, ha!
Bot scuIl your chair around close along
side me, so yer can hear. Now what
have you come after later: u,
Jest takin' walk. Pleasant walkln' |
guess. | mean Jest to see how ye all
do Ho, that's another lie You've
come courtin', Johnny Beedle;you're
after our Sal Say, now, dye want
10 marry, or only TO court?
This was what call choaker -
Poor Sally made bat one jump, and
landed in the middle Of the kitchen;
and then she skuIked in the dark cor
ner, till the old man, after laughing
himself into whooping cough, was
put TO bed.
Then came apples and cider; and
the ice being broke, plenty chat with
nanny Jones about the The minister
and the 'sarmoD.' ] agreed with her
to nicely, upon nil the points of doc
trlDe; but had forge, the iext and all
heads Of The discourse but six. Then
she teazed and tormenied me, to tell
who ! accounted the best singer in the
gallery, that day. Bot mum, there
was no getting that out OF TIE. Praise
TO the face, is often Disgrace says /.
throwing slight squirt at Sally.
AT last Mrs Jones lighted pother
candle, aud after charging Sally to
look " ell to the fire, she led the way
to bed, and the Squire gathered up his
shoes and stockings, and followed,
Sally and | were left sitting good
! yard apart, honest measure, For fear
Of getting tongue tied again, set right
in, with steady stream of talk. /
told her all the particulars ABBOTT the
weather that was past; and also made
some pretty cute guesses at what ii was
like to be in future At first | gave
a bitch mp with my chair at every full
stop Then growing saucy, repeat
ed it at comma and semicolon; and at
last, it was hitch, bitch, hitch, and
planted myself fast by the side Of her
lswow, Sally, you looked SO pla
guey handsome to day, tina, I wanted
TO eat you OPP Pshaw, git along
you,' says she. My hand had crept
along, some how, upon its fingers, and
| begun 10 scrape acquaintance with
| hers She sent it home again, with u
desperate jerk 'Try it again. no
better luck 'Why, Miss Jones, you're
Retten' upstropulous, little old maid
ish, guess Hands off, is fair play,
Mr.. Becdle.'
II is a good sign to find girl sui
ky | knew where the shoe pinched.
1t was that ar Patty Bean business
so | went TO work TO persuade her that
| never had any notion after Patty;
and TO prove il I fell to running her
down at great rate. Sally could no.
help Ginning in with me, and rather
guess Miss Patty Suffered /, now,
not only got bold Of her hand without
opposition, but managed 10 slip an arm
round her waist But there was no.
satisfying me, so must go to poking
out my lips alters buss. guess rued
it. She fetched me slap in the face
that made me see stars, and my ears
rung like brass kettle for quarter of
an hour; was forced to laugh al the
joke, though out Of the wrong side of
my mouth, which gave my face some
thing the look Of a gridiron.
The battle now began The right
way. 'Ah, Sally, give me kiss, and
ha' done with it, now, wont, so
there, nor tech 10 I'lltake il, whether
or no. DO if you dare.' And al il we
went rough and tumble An odd des
fruction of starch now commenced.
The bow Of my cravat was squat up in
a half shake. AT The next bout, |
smash went shirt collar, and at the !
same time, some Of the head iaslenings |
gave way and down come SalIy's /
hair in flood, like mill dam broke
loose, carrying away half a dozen
combs. One dig of Sally's elbow,
and my blooming ruffles wilted down
to dish cloth But she had no time
to boast. Soon her neck tackling
began TO SILVER 1t parted at the