Phenix gazette. [volume] (Alexandria [D.C.]) 1825-1833, 1830-11-23
PUBLISHED DAILY BY
AMUEL SNOW ID E Y,
From the Forget lie Not.
1.-THE HAUNTED HOG SH L A ID: ~
A YANKEE LEGEND.

A YANKEE LEGEND.
-You don't live to Boston, then, do you? No:
I calculate you are from the old country, though
YOU speak English almost as we'll as do. Now,
I'm a Kentucky mar, and my father was to Big
bone Creek, in old Kentucky where he could
ia,her every man in the State; but could hex
NV father. Well, when first came to Boston,
I guess, was spry, octire young fellow, ana
cruel tall for my aye; for it's pretty consider
able long time ago, calculate. So first goes
10 look out for uncle Ben-you've heard OF nun
and his brown mar, rcckon-and hnds uncle
Ben at Major Hickory's Universal Transatlanuc
Hotel, b. Charles Bay, in East Boston, taking
a gram of mighty fine elegant sangaree, with
judge Dodge and President Pinckney the Row
,,ey, that built the powerluii large log mansion
house. in Dogs Misery, in the Sal;-Marshes out
beyond Corlear's Hook. in New York l was
always u ieeiic biz of lavoraie with uncle Ben,
and 81 he saws TO me.-- Jonathan W, says lie
for he calls me Jonathan W. for short Ill
tell YOU what it is SAYS uncle Ben; YOU come
out mighty bright this morning. L motion that
YOU take drop Of whiskey-tOddy or So 'Oh
yes. uncle Ben SAYS i; should admire tohave
= prain, if its hau;!soa,.' Considerably superb.
SAYS he: its of the first grade, guess; for Ma
jor Hickory ,eps wonderfully lovely liquors;and
/ can tell you genuine good story about them,
and such as, l guess, you never heard before,
since YOU was rasetl.' And then he up and told
such tale, that the helps all crowded round
him to hear it, and swore it was better than ser
non--so it was. And as you're stranger from
the old country, and seem right siick-away sort
of chap, without bit of the gentleman about
>on, and are 81 mighty npisitice after odd sto-
lies, whv don't mind telling it to the squire
ayself; and YOU may depend upon it that it's as
true and genuine as if you had heard 1t from IN
bic Ben himself. or July White, his cid wolly.
headed niger. Iou must know, then, that the
Universal Translau,ic Hotel was built IN awful
long time before | was raised; though my uncle
Ben remembered Il powerful grand wood house
that stood there before it, which was called the
I.depeudent star of C0iunbia, kept by Jacobus
Van Soak, who came 10 Boston from the old.
ancient. veteran Dutch settlers of New York.
II was sometime after fall in the wear Z, that
mighty fierce sauall of wind blew down some
of the wall of the house where the cellar was,
quite To the very ioundation. | reCkoned that
the old host was Ice lie bit 0addened at this
he was. though he bit in his breath. and thought
10 drive i'm some new stakes. put up fresh clap
boards, and sosn have II all slick and grand d
.ain; but in SD doing, as he was taking out the
piles underneath the house, what does he find
but an awful great biz barrel, and a curst heavy
one il was. and sme!Icd like as ifit was hogs
head Of astonishlnsly mighty fine, ancient rum.
III Law You'll never guess how they cot 1t out OF
The cellar, where they found it-because they
never moved it at all, calculate though some
of the helps and neiehbOrs pulled and tusged Vt
like natur. But the more they worked, the
more the barrel wouldn't move; and my Uncle
Ben said that mighty strange sounds came out
of il. lust IA il it didn't like to be disturbed and
bro't into the light; and that 1t swore at the helps
and niggers in English and Spanish and Low Ger
man and High Dutch.
At last old Van Soak began to be leeiie bit
afeard, and was for covering it up again where
ne found it. till nv Uncle Ben vowed il shouldn't
be barred without his having a drop of ii. for he
was a bold active man, that cared far nothing,
and loved grain Of rum, or sansaree, on whls-
kew -toddy. OF crank, or any other togmaise, to
his heart, So he did. So down in the cellar he
gets himself. and drives spiggot into the tarrel,
4 d draws hlmia glass of such mighty fine elegant
srum. rs was never before seen IN all Boston. -
Hand ,om! considerably handsom! mighty smart
gum, guess says my Uncle Ben as he turned
il down; mild as mothers milk, and brig ut as
Hash of lightning. BY. the Pipe of st. Nicholas.
must have another grant, So he filled him anoth-
o. lass. and then Jacobus plucked up heart, and
he took grain or two, and the helps and by
ISLANDERS did the same. and they all swore 1t was
superbiy astonishing rum. as old as the kaats-
XII. Mountains. or the days of Wonter Van
Tviiier, the Dutch Governor of New York
we'll | calculate, that they mig at last be
ieeiie bit staggered, for the run ran down like
water. and they drank about, thinking, you see
that all the strength was gone; and as they were
IN dark cellar, they never knew that the day
was progressing powerfully fast towards night;
for now the barrel was quiet again, and they be-
gan to be mighty merry together.
But the night came on cruel smart and dark.
reckon, with pretty terrible loud storm: and
so they all though, it best to keep under shelter,
and especially where such good stuff was TO be
had free, gratis, for nothing into the bargain.-
Nobody knows now what time 1t was, when they
heard a mighty fierce knocking on the top of the
barrel, and presently hoarse voice from the III
side cried out. .Ye no, there, brothers. open the
hatchway and let me out!' which made them all
start. | calculate aud Srnt Van SoTs rrrling in-
to dark oerHer Of the cellar, considerably cut