Richmond Indiana palladium. [volume] (Richmond, Ind.) 1837-1839, 1837-07-29

!, FAxxr Fo.HxsrEr-wc have receiScda copy
Of little production, with The abose title, pub
lished NJ Philadelphia, BY ThOAAs IAT1xkR. Ii
is the 6rst number cf series of tales which the
author proposes to lay before The public, under the
title q @Asrariaa Stories" intended to ilIu6
trate the eva Il Agrarianism and Inhdslisy.
The tale before N i simple and touching. The
following - sample Of his style Of reasoning:
~Jerry had sent out for \ peck Of oysters aud
q quart q GIN He had hooked rs many oysters
as would hold together upon his fork, and was
holding forth with his tumbler Of gin in his left
hand: 1l'll tell We what, said he, almost every
things monopoly Iow-a-days; every things got
incorporated; they III incorporate = man and his
wife up = Albany afore long, you see II they don't
One man says piece Of Gods earth, that b.
longs to all in common, every body knows
is his'n You ask him how so, and he goes and
fetches out bit of something that's made out Of
old rags sheepskin--there, says he, are We sat
isfied now as he pokes it under his nose. IT
IN body wants to raise a few vegetables on this
here bit o. land, and Just ventures to dig it up,
out comes the old shecpskin like apocket pistol.
If a man goes on to it only to take few bushels
of apples--out comes the sheepskin. What's
all this but cursed monopoly? Here's stron-
ger case by all odds: my child or my wife wants
little milk for supper; there goes q COW. God
made her. He didn't make her for one man
more than for another. So takes my tin pail
and goes out to milk her, butt scarcely gets fair
" to work with my pail between my knees, afore
out runs fellow, full Of fire and fury, and cries,
you, sir, your milking my COW. Says /, what
in the name o. nature makes her your cowY'-
He runs into his house and fetches little bit o
paper, and holds it afore my eyes, and while I'm
a looking at his bit o. paper, the COW walks
off; and so looses my milk and that's another
monopoly. The worst ont is, the courts want
raal reforming. and they'll get it yet these courts
and pack o rascally Judges, bribed every one O.
'em, upholds this ridiculous sheepskin and bit O.
paper system; so you see how the rich grinds the
poor to DEATH That's what makes bread
stuff go up. We shall come at last to absolute
starvation said he; and, he closed his har-
angue, Jerry pitched his fork full of hne oysters
into his mouth, and washed them down with
half a tumbler of Holland. This is an imper-
feet sample of Jerry Picket's style Of domestic
eloquence. When mounted upon table or q
tub. before a public assembly, without any re-
strain upon mis- extremities, his eloquence was
said to be of far more exciting character.
"When they retired tc their chamber, Fanny
and her disgust at the profane and violent manner
in which they had been advanced. chats ow-
ing said her husbAad, 80 your having been bro't
up in such pufitanical manner; when you see
a little more Of the world you'll understand these
things better.'' Fanny told him, even then, that
she did not believe he would do as well in New
York as if he had remained in Philadelphia,
where he could be sure of the goodwill Of such
ers. "A couple Of old monopolizing rascals,'
said he; sthcy'll have not a drop moro Of the
sweat of my BROW why, John, said she,
shocked by his ingratitude, you used to say they
were the best friends you had, and were singing
their praises from morning to night yes, to
be sure he replied, when knew no better, but
I'm not the poor spirited fool that used to be.
The property that those old fellows have got, if
equitably divided, would give US a pretty living,
and could throw my trowel over the wall, and
walk about at nv leisure' Fanny said more,
but thought she saw the distant outlines Of mise
nv, however underlined"