The Rhode-Island Republican. [volume] (Newport, R.I.) 1809-1841, 1830-05-20

and pcrceiying storm threaten,l made the
best OF my way to small building. ar
rived IN time at neat little inn, and was
received by respectable looking man and
his wife who did oil in their power to make
me comfortable. After eating some ex-
| celleht fred mutton chops, and drinking
quart of ale, | asked the landlord 10 sit
| down and partako OF a bowl Of whskey
punch. found him,as thel Scotch gener.
ally are, very intelligent, and full Of nnec.
dote, OF which the following may serve as
a specimen
"Sir, said the landlord, this inn was FORM
erly kept by Andrew Macgregor,a a relation
of mine; and these hard bottom chairs lin
which We are now sltting) were,years ago,
filled by the great tourists, DR.. Johnson e.
| Boswell, travelling like the Lion and jack
all. Boswell generally preceded the Doc
tor in search Of flood, and being much pleas.
ed with the looks Of the house, followed
his nose into the larder, whore he saw q
fine leg Of mutton. lIs ordered It to be
roasted with the utmost expedition, and
! gayf,, aprticuar orders for nice pudding.
| NOV, says he, make the best Of all pud-
dings.' Eated with good luck ,he imme
| dlately went out in search Of his friend, g.
saw the giant oflearnlng slowly advancing
| on pony.
"'My dear Sir said Boswell, out Of
breath with Joy, good news have Just
bespoke, at n comfortable and clean inn
here, delicious leg Of mutton; it is now
getting ready, and ilatter myself that we
shall make an excellent Johnson
looked pleased nd hope said he, you
| bau 10 N -
hove your iavorito puddng, replied the
other.
"Johnson got off the pony, md tho poor
animal, relieved from the giant smelt his
way into the stable. - Boswell ushered the
Doctor into the house, and left him to pre-.
pare for his delicious treat Johnson feel
ing his coat rather damp, from tho mist Of
the mountains, went INTO the kitchen, and
threw his upper garment on a chair before
tho fire; he sat on the hob, near littlo boy
who was very busy attending the meat.
Johnson occasionally peepcd from behind
his coat, while the boy kept basting the
mutton. Johnson did not like the appear
ance Of his head; when he shifted the bast
ing ladle from one hand, the other hand
wCs never idle, and the Doctor thought at
, the same time he saw something fall on the
meat, upon which he determined to cat no
mutton on that day. The dinner announ.
ccd, Boswell exclaimed, "My dear Doctor,
here comes The mutton-what a picture
done to n turn, and looks so beautifully
brown The Doctor Uttered. After short
grace Boswell said
81 suppose am TO carve, ns usual; what
part shall holp you to-? The Doctor re.
piled
"My dear Bozy, did not like to tell You
before, but | am determined to abstain from
meat to day.
go dear! this is great disappointment,
said Bozy.
g essay no more; shall make myself am
pie amends with the pudding
Boswell commenced the attack and made
the first cut Mt the mutton. How the grn
Ivy runs; what fine favored fat, so nice g.
brown too, oh, sir, you would have ielish
ed this piece of mutton
l., "rhe meat being removed, in came the
long wished for pudding. The doctor look
| ed Joyous, fell eagerly To, and in few
minutes nGNry finished the pudding The
table was cleared, aud Boswell said:
"Doctor, while was eating the muttor
you seemed frequently inclined To laugh
pray, tell me what ticEcd your fancy?
"Thc Doctor then literally told him al
that had passed at the kitchen fire, abou
the boy and the basting. Boswell turned
as pale as parsnlp, and sick OF himself 81
the company, dartcd out Of the room
Somewhat relieved, on returning, he insist
cd on seeing the dirty little rascally boy
9 whom he severely reprlmandcd before
Johnson. The poor boy crcd--the Doctor
laughed.
"'You little, filthy, snivolling hound,
said Boswell, when you bas,ed the meat
why did you not put on the cap saw yot
in this morning!
al couldn't, Sir, said tho boy
"No! why couldn't you y said Boswell
"Becausc my mamma took il from III,
TO bol the pudding I'M
"The Doctor gathered up his llerculea'
frame, stood erect, touched the ccllin!
with his wig. stared or squintcd--indeCt
looking anyway but The right way. A
last with mouth wide open none Of th
SMALLEST and stomach hcaving, he wit
some difficulty recovered his breath, an
looking at Boswell with digniiicd cor
tempt. he roarcd ont, with the lungs of
Stentor--
"'Mr Boswell, sir, leave of laughing
Il, and under pain of my eternal dlsplcasur'
never utter a single syllable Of this abom
nable adventure to any soul living viii
YOU Breathe And so, sir" said mine hos
"you have the positive fact from the slmp
mouth of your humble servant"
[Angelo's "reminiscences. J
sM
II was the opinion Of DR. Rush thH, sing
ing is to young ladies, who by tho custom
of society are debarred from many othc
kinds of snlubrious cNcrelsc. not only 10