The Rhode-Island Republican. [volume] (Newport, R.I.) 1809-1841, 1830-04-01

fellows who live with our lVes ~ our no
gers ends, can make, put together"
"Why, Sinkin, what's taken you to-
night? Did the cards run against you at
Mother -? Or what's the matter You
used to be fne, clever fellow"
SAY, clever enough, when \ sold you
that necklace for twenty dollars, that
brought you hundred and thirty the next
day. They are always clever enough, that
take all the work, and let others make the
money!"
"All tho work Don't run my risk
too?"
"Risk ha ha I wish you'd been with
us last night, and you might have talked
Of risk.-We were up in a garret snug G.
nough, when that id Jack Breakup
he always was a clumsy feliow-must
needs stumble over some old tin trumpery,
and make such ID of clatter, that
the maid servant cried thieves and murder.
Would you have kept close, and stuck it
out as did, and mako such e nights work
Of il too 2"
"You'ro a man oftalent, Slinkin. No
body can deny that"
"Ay, and because take all tho labor, l
must boar oil tho risk. What better are
you. sitting here will, your d---d farce
Of license, und faltening on us poor dev-
lis, than the Oldest hand amongst US !;
Haven't you seena dozen better msn than
you strung up by the neck in your day ;
And whatS saved you9-Your honesty |?
The d a bit nothing bat your hen
heGrttdnsss. You're bad enough, but
you're not bold enough, for straight for
ward villain"
"Mr. Sinkin, you know never suffer
even my best friends 10 call me names"
swell, l wont. I'll call you fawnbrok-
or Clutchall; and ifyou think you're gain
or by taking your own name and tle,why
] don't, I'd rather be O downright, bare faced
rogue at once, than a sneaking, cowardly
pretender; and if these id policemen
knew 3 from 4 bulls foot, they'd look
deyilish sight sharper after you and your
like than after us. I've sometimes thought
Of applying for q license myself Why
wouldn't "Licensed llousebreaker" sound
as well 0s "Licensed Pawnbroker? A
much honester title, too"
Ola ha Well, Mr.. sinkin, you're GER
tRinly facetious. But you must confess,
you'd come off i'll sometimes, if you hadn't
como friend like mo 10 take your surplus
goods 9your hands.
'I'm wasting my time. What ain to
have for the lot?"
GAS am nn honest man, can't"--
"D--n your honesty. What will you
give?"
'I'll take the lot az 6fteen dollars"
"Fifteen d---t---ns! I tell you, Clutchal,,
you can sell these tomorrow for eighty dol
lars. Yll not take ono cent less than forty"
"Wen, SlinkM, don't thunder so with
your fist Oh the counter, and don't talk SO
loud. My neighbors will hear you"
ON your neighbors. Hand me tho
needful."
"You'ro hard man, Slnkin, and will.
full"
"And you're Pawnbrokerl'
Let gs leave the two worthless 10 settle
matters by themselyes.--Y have seen g.
heard as much, probably,as you care to see
and hear What do you think of LiCens.
cd Pawnbrokers
From the MS. Notes ofan English Gentleman.
BcraaggHe.--In tho Spring Of 1914,
was in Brussels. The town was crowded
with troops Of every nation: there wore
English, Prussians, Hanoyerians, Bruins.
wickers, Swedes and Russians few only
Of the latter remained, among whom were
soma Raskir Tartars. These men had
come from tho confines Of China, and were
wandering about the streets Of the capital
Of Belgium, standing and wandering at ey-
cry thing they saw, and perhaps joining in
sentiment with tho Doge of Venice, in tho
reign of Louis XIV, who being asked what
surprised him tho most in Versailles, repli-
ed, at was TO SEQ myself there" These
men were habitod in Oriental costume,
wearing q huge fur cap, and Oh their shoul-
ders were suspended bow e. culver, both
highly ornamented and gilt. Their ex-
pertnass in shooting their arrows was
quite wonderful; they were often seen 10
drive one Of them through a mark not lar
ger than playing card, at the distance Of
q hundred g. fifty feet; 8 these barbarians.
Of the north, accustomed 10 scenes OF blood,
would often wantony direct their arrows
against some poor dog that might be run.
ming through the streets. was walking
one morning in the Park, in Brussels, when
one of these Baskir Tartars, holding bow
aud arrow in his hands, espied a small
spaniel at distance; he instantly took aim,
but missed his victim; he was about to draw
another arrow from his culver; when tall
military looking man, dressed in blue sur.
tout coat, rushed towards the fellow, and
grasping the quyer, wrenched it with ap.
parently gigantic power from his back, he
then belabored him about the shoulders,
and broke it and the arrows it contained
over the ruilian: he cried out most dread.
fully--his face was sprinkled with blood
he fell on his knees and begged for mer.
cy. The military stranger slightly spurn-
ed him with his foot, and walked on. The
Indignation depicted on the countonGnce
of this conference.-the flashes Of fire that
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