Phenix gazette. [volume] (Alexandria [D.C.]) 1825-1833, 1833-07-18
GAZETTE

ScENE.-A Drawing Room in New York. Pre-
sent, sundry fashionable ladies', together u7th
Black HACK and his party.
Belinda smugg-Oh! what noble figure
Young Hawk is!
Arabella Skugg-Noble! that he is! What a
chest he's got. what muscular frame! with q
deep sigh.) how different from the diminutiVe,
slender, bean, pole looking creatures among our
white gentlemen Fie! shall never want to
look upon white man again.
Amelia Slmpkins-Nor neither. Our white
men are like satyr to Hyperion, compared with
him.
Belinda, (sighing, y" Oh that Heaven had
made me such man." as Shakespeare says.
Arabelia--And me two, Belinda.
Amelia--And me three, Arabella. Only see
him walk-what a majestic gait he has! how
enlarged he moves! as Homer saws. What a
noble Roman nose he's got on his face! (sighIng.
Oh that he was civilized and understood English
better. I'm sure then (aside) that could make
a conquest OF him.
Arabella-He is truly divine man. il ever
there was one. wish he was shade whittier.
Beliuda-Do your Well now think his com
plexon is beautiful. What can be haDdsomer
than charming bronze! 1t is color that will
wear we'll and wash we'll.
Ameiia-True, Belinda. it will never wash out.
Arabella- How elegant those beads do look
in his ears. wonder if those long holes IN the
rim were made BY art, or whether he was born
with theml
Belinda I dare say he was born with them
Ii would be barbarous to pierce the grisile OF the
poor creatures ears IN that manner What q
beautiful red spot he has got painted on the top
a., t,k ttau chn a doal
of taste in their dress and ornaments. But Ma.
jor Garland ought to allow them cleaner shirts.
Amelia-I wish I'D brought along some OF
brother Ned's. Pm sure they'd be an accepta
bic present.
Arabella-I should like, Of all things, to be
sbe to speak Indian. 1t must be delightful to
converge with so charming man. How fresh
his ideas must be, Just coming from the roman
tic forest. Ia. sure such pleasant, noble looking
Young man couldn't feel in his heart to kill poor
defeneeless women and children, 1t must have
been that cross looking old Prophet, and savage
Napope that did all the murders.
Bslinda-I think so too. 1t couldn't have
been these pleasant looking yong Indians
There's the Prophets son--I understand he's a
great wit, aud very gallant wlthal. | should
like 10 speak to them. Addressing Powe.
NJ
did YOU like the play last nights
we.shick-Me! Me no much understand.
Arabella--Have you seen Miss Kemble?
Powe shick--Miss Kemble who shes White
squawf
Arabella--She's the celebrated English actress
Powe. shick--(Shoeing his teeth calamity. J.
White squaw very good--nuch good Me like
'em very much. Me take one, three, two home
tnh he,
Belnda--Ob! how witty and gallant he isl
What difference there is between him and th'
white gentlemen, They'll hardly offer to TAKE
one. let alone two or three
Amelia--iTo Na.she-askuek, Hawks son y
Are you fond Of botan,a
Na-she. askuck--Botte! me fond of butte!-
No! Pale face fond Of botte--me no touci
'em-no get drunk-no sagger like pale face.
Arabelia--What divine sentiments! how no
BILE! how unsophisticated! Mr.. Na.she-askuck
who is your favorite author, Pope or Byronl
Na.she. askuck-No Pope! you want to SCI
himl He in tNhsr room.
Arabella--How elegantly he puns! Eve I
great mind to put him conundrum. Why is
woman's face like
Na.she askuck-Like! yes. me like squaws-
white squaw-very much handsome.
Arabella-Oh! sir, you hatter me now.
Belnda-(A )--How should like to kis
the dear man. Pm sure there's no harm IN it -
| wouldn't kiss an odious white man--in public
for all the world. But child of nature lik'
this-ls! I'm sure nobody can take any excep
ton to it. Pl kiss him, (su iting the action to th'
word; If die for it.
Na.she. askuck-(Surprised.) You buss me
White squaw buss Indian.
Belnda-Excuse me, Mr.. Na-she.askuck--
Know you'll think Pm rude and forward--bu
really, Mr.. Na.she.askuck, you are 50 irresista
bic that
AmeIia-A'nt you ashamed. BeGndaa
Belnda--Ashamed! no; where's the harm oil
,aIutine noble son Of the foresti
AmeIia-But before all the folks, Belinda
Oh, he!
Belinda--Oh, fe!-Oh fudge! You're might,
soueamish all at once, Miss S,mpkins.
Amelia--But only think what the people will
say. Why, i, will get into the newspapers, and
60 all over the world.
Be,inda---Well, lett 60 then. 1t won't trou
BILE me any.
NJ. ~. naithar Ral,odas Isil kseF