Herald of the times. [volume] (Newport, R.I.) 1830-1846, 1831-07-14


over them. His dark frock was finely
C contrasted with his light vest, and open
bosom ornamented with pearl studs and
glittering safety chains. "A broad stock
of black silk elevated his chin to an an
gle OF about 45 degrees, and supported a
collar Of linen, starched to the Stiffness of
sheet iron, and which protruded on each
side Of his chin like the horn of rhnoc-
eros. Above a huge pair of whiskers
extending from ear to ear with the tri-
fling exception Of a square inch or two of
his chin, over which the tonsorial imple-
ment had evidently recently passed.
His upper lip was garnished with enor-
nous mustachios, which bristled ferc ely
upward, and covered moiety Of either
cheek. His hat was most exquisitively
small, conc-like, and pitched with ad-
mirable effect upon the left side of his
head, while huge masses Of hair, tumbled
up carelessly at his temples, were left
wholly uncovered.
The stranger dismountcd and enter
ed the inn without deigning glance to
the right or left. dies IA Spaniard or
Portugueser," said one in a low whisper
to his companions; "Look at his beard"
said another. ooh, what legs" said
third. One after another the loungers
gave in their opinion, and none could a
gree as to the precise character Of the
walking phenomenon before them. An
old sailor insisted that he was Turkish
Bashaw-while an itinerant preacher as
strenuously affirmed that the being who
had appeared in "such questionable
shape" was none other than the famous
Lorenzo Dow.
The stranger had in the mean time
reached the centre ofthe bar-room. Ele-
waiting glass to his eye he looked a.
round for the first time upon the COM
pany. "Landlord, said he, "show me
my room, and let me have supper imme-
diatcly."
"Our supper is just ready" said the
landlord ''will you take seat with us!'
The man Of moustache and whisker,
took off his hat, ran his fingers through
his hair, until it stood out as wildly as the
locks ofa Lapland wind-stc aler. "Sir,"
said he, 81 am gentleman, and choose
to eat alone; dcmme if don't" And
he looked round on the company with the
most sovereign contempt.
/ From this there was, Of course, no ap
peal, and the man oiwhiskcrs was shown
to his apartment, and supper was prepar-
ed agreeably to his directions. The
waiting maid was none other than the fair
daughter of the inn kecper--a girl in her
seventeenth year, with bright black
eye-and dark, natural ringlets falling
over her plump shoulders. The whis-
kered gentleman, as the bright Hebe
seated herself at the table to wait upon
his gastronomic operations, stared at her
for some time with the most provoking
assurance. The girl blushed up to the
dark shadow of her ringlsts.
Course me-" "said the gallant at
length, "but you are devlsh handsome
girl"
The fair waiter blushcd yet deeper
and tried to smile away her contusion.-I
the table at that moment caught the eye
Of her admirar, and completely occupied
all his faculties itr the next half hour.
The supper finished, the stranger a
rose, struttcd to the glass-pinched up
his dckey--and twisted his mustachios
into a still fercer erection.
"ITa-my pretty miss said he, as
he flung his arm around the neck of the
fair waiter, who in the performance of
her household duties had chanced to APP
proach him; "N ou're too handsome for a
country girl" And he bent his whis-
kcrs to her face, and attempted to take a
! kiss.
| The mustachios would unQuestionably
/ have suffered, had not the fair ones
hands been filed with the emptied dishes
of the supper-table. As it was, she
bounded out of the room in high dudg-
con; and our somewhat disconnected he
ro was left to his own reflections during
the remainder of the evening.
! The girl, as was undoubtedly her duty, +,
| Immediately related the circumstances of
| the offence she had received at the hands
Of the whiskered traveller, to the keeper
I Of her fathers bar-room, who had for
some time been her acknowledged lover.
She shouldn't have cared so much about
it, she said, if the fellow had looked and
acted like a christian; but to have such
a good for nothing heather poking his
beard in her face, was what she would
mt bear, nor touch to-she knew she
would mt The twain forthwith resolved
upon vengeance, and that very night was
fixed for its execution.
! 1t was midnight-all was still in the
inn, save here and there the sonorous
nose of some uneasy sleeper, "made the
/ night hideousn somniferous melody -