Phenix gazette. [volume] (Alexandria [D.C.]) 1825-1833, 1833-06-20
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printers apprentice. what run Ava,
little Gin and BNters,' Mother W.
barmaid at the Red Cow. and hung h,usI Zoo
days after, because her breath alvsy, sm',.
pump water. There goes Miss Eveiin, n.O
ma Thiagumbob, the female swell-she', ~, n
for downright good honest asshun I,
Sir, you can't be SO hignoran, as not 10 kna~
hustle is TIN which means money. y,,v IVY
One day, sets her down at the bottom Of B,,J
and arter she bad paid me (while va, n",'
up the steps.) sees farthing on the a,,,.
thinking, IN course, II was her property. ~
artsr her, calling out. .Holo, Ma'sm-,.
dropped your busiler WI that. she nu,, ~
one hand just under her waist in from, and raS
like Tightening just under her waist behind =,
in some Out-and-Uut swell ladies. there's arr
ing to the pocket, which. what with nutmp,,
meg graters, the cupboard keys, and - c.s
makes them stick out so IN that dprartus,,
Good God says she. my bustIe!' and S.
have tainted if hadn't showed her the f,u,.
You'd hardly believe 1t. may be. bat as sur,
I'm here sitting. she slapped m, face. and w.
never ride wi me since. Now there, ,sor.
man at that bow window; he in the green ro,
with the smutty mug; what Iuoks as Ihous, h,
rubbed his face asn niger, We cali hIn n |
Tarpaulin..
{" Why"
IL suppose. because he's the bigces. liar o,
inc: he'll make you believe the most unJ,hs,,
BILE thing whatsonever. aud then laugh at Won I'D
believing il. He always rides with me. r.I..
uhy-thOugh don't see no reason in il. Tb.rl
was a bit Of a heIfer.-a poor stlnted thjO,-,|
downright calf 10 all appearance, me, with , nj,
fortune on Barnes Common-she fell do.,
aquarry and died. Nobody owned her; 50 D.
Tarpaulin had her logged up TO his shop-h,t
a wetinary surgeon-to make into q skeletons
While he was a-opening her, popped In viii
horse that had got the grease, III, fellow ser.
want had bas,ed him SO. and bv jlnso, the pox
little mammal proved to be in calf! WIN.
she's nothing but calf herself saws Dr. Tax.
paulin sWell,' saws |, putting in my s9uss,
I've often heard Of snch thing before, b.,
this is the very first time ever saw red with
in a Weaf' sJem.' saws he, that's GOOD CO..
and he's rid with me regular ever since brcau.s o
that common observation. which he must have
heard ten thousand times before"
"Aliow the to tell you IT was joke, Jsm."
"No such thing. Sir, axing your pardon: hi
is joke as you shall see There's Mr. Bar
chell's man, aud Colonel Mac Leod's maD-tolI
black ey MISUNDERSTANDING at their masters. gar
den gates, and looking down the road as il the
was q. awaiting for the milk man or summat, Will
all the time the lazy wagabOnes is doing nolhn
but dawdlIng to see my coach pass. Now. you
please to notice how I'll make 'em front abou
The nearest-'his here chap TO the left, Nj
BurchelI's Pompey-'E say, Inky .iace'-dd c
see how he turnedf Now tor tother: llOlc
Alabaster--what's lignum whieyF There
knows his name because for whys Alabaster al
Inky face is all one, black and white being ID
same thing Some calls me 'Gipsey.' betag
I'm brownlsh; and others knows me BY the n'H
of .L.ilywhite,' for the same reason. But, oi
nv rags, if here arn't some O. the Royal PamI
--uotice the coachman." This gentleman vi
,Oorflry Of notice; his livery coat was intense
scarlet; his complexion crimson; his eye lur
and blood shot. My companion hollooed to hl
IN stentorian tones az the two vehicles PAST
each other, "Why, eoaehee, you looks as il you
been put in a smiths forge, and btowtd red'h0f
"Jem, I must ride with you again: set
down at the top Of Fulham town."
.Thankye, Sir; but afore we reaches 0
corner. talking Of jokes. I'll make bold to tie
you the best joke | knows. One night. s''
my last journey, I'd just stepped into jfr@yI
street to get 20 of Kennel ale. to wash dow
ny whites. while my vehicle was at the celia
when, as l was coming back. pnts up my To-
on stone, which proPped a post in ST. 'a"
street. to tie my shoes. ~
Well, it so happened. that just then, some n
bleman, who'd lost all he had. as should lhn
at one of the Clubhouses, comes alohs-eh'
full Of fury, without having nobody to abuse
when he sees me bent double with my back
wards him. SO-mind me, we'd no acqua
lance, il was the first time we met--he taxes
bit of run and gives me kick hehina VI
sends NE bang into the middle OF the r'Ad' y
ing. says he, 'D-n you! you're arrays "
that shoe"
"Well! and what did you dor
~ laughed fit to split my sides; tor 'n''hI I
he's lost his tin; and surprising I'd been regu
" cleaned out at the Clubhouse. and ser eyes
a coacbman what I'D De'er seen atore, atF'
his shoe under lamp. post. shoud have wa
so free as to kick him into the middle "
road. saving, 'D-yeu! you are arrays y"
that shoe Of ur's"--Now. that, to my %
cy, is a joke.-"-The Monthly Maga7@