The Rhode-Island Republican. [volume] (Newport, R.I.) 1809-1841, 1833-09-25
From the Philadelphia Spy.
A FAMILY VISIT.

The other day ] went to visit my old
friend, Tommy L;uakins, who promised
to show me some of the finest young
Lmkins that ever breathed. don't say
he didn't-becaase what he considers
fine, l may consider coarse, according
To lhe axiom-"What's one mans bane,
IS anolher's antidote." 1 knocked a,
the door. pro forma, when, in an instant,
! all was glorious confusion within. "Tom,
you rascal, put away that chair. Here,
| Susan, throw this in the bed room ;
wipe down the table, quick gel
the broom and sweep mp the room;--
there's always some body coming, when
nobody don't want 10 see EN-"
+ Unluckily the key-hole was soslarge'
that couldn't avoid hearing all this,
and was taken completely aback; wheili.
er TO retreat or advance, was the ques-
lion. l had sounded the alarum could
not well do the first, and, therefore, pre-
ferred the latter, although, at tho expense
of some few minutes precious time,
which Mrs. Limkins employed in setting
her house in order. After giving them a
fair opportunity to do all that heard
them threaten to dc, / again yentured
a gentle rap, which wns answered with
the somewhat trite rejoinder "walk in."
In ! walked. "Why, la Mr., Sheep
shanks, how do you do! how's the wife,
and all at homel--I never was SO glad
to see any one, in all my life sit
down."
sat down !: and was proceeding 20
| answer all these kind inquiries, when |
! was interrupted by one ofth fine young
Li,nkins' bawiipg out, "Masier, Toms
punking me. Tom, you bad fellow,
what do you mean 60 and sit down in
the corner, aud if you stir again, I'll
cut you in inch pieces !" Tom had
heard all about inch pieces before. and
knew very well that there was no partic-
ular meaning in them. was resuming
the thread of my discourse, when Tom
made another interruption, by making
naonths(so they termed it) at little Joe.
Little Joe did INT like to be made mouths
at, SO enters his complaint, and Tom
was sent into the next room, to give u
family concert. In vain did / essay to
broach conversation on matters and
things in general :" it was useless the
fine young Limkins we're too fond Of
showing off their parts. / was drawing
my visit to hasiy conclusion, and had
already seized upon my chapeau but
the good lady would have me stay to ten.
"lndeed you must, Mr.. Sheepshanks
IF you don't ! won't never asked you
again !"- Thinks I, "'tis better 10
endure the Ills we have. than fly to others,
that we know not Of" / am sure of my
tea, ifI stay, and I am not sure of it, i'll
go, and, ,therefore, will oblige ,hem.) 1
did so; and, after many ssdreadful notes
of preparation" was ushered into the
room adjoining. Scarcely had we sea.
ted oui selves, when "a rap at the door
announced another visitor. "Pshaw (!
this is always the case," exclaimed Mrs.
Limkins--"our house is, always run
down by folks nobody wants to sec." (I
believe my face began to grow warm y
Sally went to the door, and was followed
in by Mr. Yarney, nice old gentleman,
and good friend Of mine. "You're Just
in time, Mr.. Yarney," said our hostess
-"come, sit by me, and join our social
party" !" am obliged to you, Mrs,
L., but really cannot stop; merely cali
ed in to inquire where your brother
puts up--l want to see him on pressing
business" "Oh, we'll talk about that,
by and by; you musttry dish Of tea,
before you have anything TO do with bust
ness" 81 had rather be, excuscd--ns
my affairs require the utmost speed"
well, Mr.. Yarney, speed or no speed.
Iinsist upon your taking a cup Of tea
with US and I Won't tell you u syllable
until you do"
{. Poor Yarney had TO take his ten. weih-
or or no and in comfortable style did
we have it; the sGne little Limkins"
had much the best of the business---they
were lingering here, and stopping there.
and jarring every where, IN the most
familiar simplicity. "Mother, Toms
putting his fingers in the sugar-dIsh ]"
"Why, Tom, you nasty dog, hav'nt
whipped you enough for that trick alrea-
dy1-- i'll ever catch you doing SO again,
I'll skin you within an inch of your life"
Poor Iiule fcllow-thought I--that
will be close shaving. "Why, Mary,
now look shatyou'vo don: you've spilled
all your tea in the gentleman's lap. |
hope you are not scalded, SIR" "Oh !!
no, " l replied, with as good grace as
my smarting limbs would allow me; "you
must excuse her: she could not help it,"
'Pll make her help it,,he good for nothing
thing she's always doing something bad.
"l did'nt go to do it, mother won't
never do so no more" swell, Ill for.
give you this time.-Take thu, bread aud
huiter nMaY from Billy dont xnu sna