Phenix gazette. [volume] (Alexandria [D.C.]) 1825-1833, 1830-11-23

omen the hogshead. cried the helps and neighbors,
in mighty great fear: it's the devil!' 'Potsausend:
saws my Uncle Ben-for you must know that he's
roisterin~ HIGH German; you're coWaroiy
crew. says he. that good liquors thrown awayup
on Thunder g. storm called out the voice again
from the barrel. why the henker don't you I'M
ship the matches? Am to stay here these nun
dred years:' .Stille! mein Herr! says my Uncle
Ben saws he, without being in the least bit yedra,
ONLY a leeiie madded and wondered he was, De-
have Yourself handsom. and don't be III such a
pretty particular considerable hurry. IN tel
YOU what it is; before you come out. should like
10 make an enquerav of you; Who are you?
where were you raised? how have you got along
in the world? and when did you come here: Tell
me all this speedily orI shall Geclineoff lettinsyou
out calculate Open the hogshead, brother:
said the man in the tub, says he and you shall
know all, anu pretty considerable sight more;
and III take mighty good care OF you Tor ever,
because you're all awful smart, right slick away
sort of a fellow, and not like the cOwardly land
lubbers that have been sucking away my rum
with yon.' Hole mich der Tenful!H sand my
Uncle Ben, but this is real rig'lar Yankee
spark. tarnation stout blade. who knows what
a bold man should be; and so. by the the HenSer's
horns. Ill let him out at once. 30. do you see,
Uncle Ben made no mere ado but broke IN the
head of the barrel: and what with the storm out
of door, and the laughing and swearing m the
cask, a mighty elegant noise there was while he
didit. promise yOu but at last there came up out
of the hoe shead short, thick set, truculent sailor
looking fellow, dressed in the old ancient way, with
dirty Stops, furnished gold-laced hat, and blue,
stiff skrted coat, fastened up TO his throat, with
mighty sight of brass buttons. Spanish steel pistols
in buffalo belt, and swinging cutlass by his SIDE
lie looked one of the genuine priva,eer, bull
dog breed and his broad swelled face, where 1t
was not red with rage, or the good rum, was black
or purple, marked, | reckon, with pretty con-
| siderable many scars. and his eyes were almost
starting out of his head. If the helps an d neigh
bors were 0;eard before, they were now astound-
ed outright. calcuate: and specially so when
the si,0inge sailor got out of his h0gshead, and
began to Law about him with fist as nard and as
bio as a twelve-pounder cannon shot crying out
| like bull frog in swamr.--NOw shall clear
out plague upcn We all fora crew OF coward
", cantng, ubbery knaves might have been
! sucked dry, and sfaid in the barrel forever; II
YOUR comrade had bore no stoutcr heart than
YOU did. Well, guess that by knocking down
the helps and the ncighhors he soon made clear
ship; and then sridin@ up to my Uncle Ben,
who warn't not at all aif"rd but was laughing at
the fun. he says to HIM. saws he, As for You,
Give US your fin, and we'll be sworn friends,
warrant me. But as soon as he held out his haud.
| Uncle Zen thought he saw in it the mark OF
red horseshoe. like a brand upon Niger, which
some do say was the very stamp that the de'ii
put upon Captain Kidd. when they shook hands
after bury ING his treasure at Boston before lie
| was hanged IIagel.' saysm Uncle Ben. says
! he, what's that in Your right hand my friend:
WHAT'S that to you:' saws the old sailor. We
mariners get many broad and deep red scar,
without talking about, or marking them: but
then we get the heavy red gold. ard broad pieces
along with them, and that's tarnaion smart
plaster, | calculate Then SAYS my Uncle
Ben again. saws he, may make an e'lquerry OF
YOU: Where were you raised! and who $ your
| Boss?' OH saws the sailor, i was born at
Nantucket, and Cape Cod, and all along shore
there as the niger said; and Tor the captain
belong to. why he's the chief of all the fierce and
daring hearts which have been in the world since
time began And. pray. where's your pl,tnder?'
says my Uncle Ben to the strange sailor. 'anh
how long have YOU been in that hogshead" Over
| long, | can tell you, brother; thought was
never going to come ont, calculate As tor my
plumber. l reckon don't shew every body my
locker; but you're a bold fellow enough. and on
| " give me your paw to close the bargain, and
| III fill your pouch with dollars Tor life. I've
stout ship, and comrades ready for sea- and there's
plumber every where for lads of the knife and
pistol, reckon, tho the squeamish Lord Bella
mont does watch them 50 Closely Lord who:
says Uncle Ben. ieeiie bit madded and wonder
ed. Why Lord Bellamont, tobe sure answer
ed the strange sailor. the English governor of
New England and admiral of the seas about it.
under King William the Third Governor and
admiral in your teeth. saws nv Uncle Ben
again: for now his pluck was up, and there warn'r
no daunting him then: what have we TO do with
the old country. your kings, or your governors:
this is the free cit, of Boston, in the Indepen-
dent United States of America. and the second
year of liberty. seventy seven. reckon. And is
for your William the Third. guess he was dead
long before | was raised. and I'm no cokerei.
| III tell YOU what it is, now, my smart fellow,
you've got pretty considerably drunk in that
rum cask, if you've been there ever since them
old ancient drys: and. to speak my mind plain,
you're either the Devil or Captain Kidd
But I'd have YOU to know, I'm not to be scar
ed by face of Clay. if you were both; for I'm
L oc L., IL.