Litchfield enquirer., 1837-10-26
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 This is the house that Jack built
 These are the old rags that lie in the house that Jack
 These the bags, that hold the old rags, tha. lie in the house that Jack built. .a*s- ~.
 This is the pay that's due to day, and paid from house that Jack built. ]0 '.
 This is Levi Woodbury, not very good for ye fyou ask fer your pay, precise at the day. because all his house that Jack built
 This is Amos Kendall appointed to send all, the pa- pers and letters addressed to his betters yet ham dled SO huty, in the affairs of old Cuffey and yer knows his thumbs from his toes, and would chuck e so funny, could he get his hard money, from Levi Woodbury. who don't think it good for ye. t9 pay the house that Jack built.
 This is Tom Benton, who t'other day went on, speech making excursion, for nought but diversion, and found all his cash nothing but trash meeting sundry disasters on account of shin plasters which folks would not take for the Senator's sake because the poor ninnles, remembered the guneas, which, ah! to his woe, not twelvemonth ago. he swore by the powers would rain down in showers, and that sweet Amos Kendall. the sinners would send all, to Levi Woodbury, who would always be good for ye, for so dgous funny, when told that this money, tied fast in his bags, was nothing but rags, slowed away in the house that Jack built. 44'
 collar are the mues that still, as thief in miI whence theyv the grace, to get sappd in the face tor not is dab with the gift of the gab yet will swaggeT like sack when clapped on the back, by Ken dall and Benton, who are always intent on, making puppies grow bolder, and shoulder shoulder, cry
 Hurrah for the ninnies, that believe in gold guineas and Levi WoodbHry, the lad that's good for ye and won't pay ye in trash, but the real hard cash, which he's in his bags, made of nice cotton rags locked up safe in the house that Jack built 2! This Is Frank Blair, mad as any March hare and lately sent packing, for the free use of backing and telling lies, than his thought wse yet still bays the moon, with the very tune and con
 uaE o o Fo1 Hd aaeke for Of the oaves and John Bul had his pockets so fu that folks shouldn't throw him, potatoe they owe him, yet before he was older, was tipped the cold shoulder, and Kendall and Benton, won't lend him cent on his best expecta- tons, of any more ratlons, because they all guess quite out the mess, where Levi Woodbury hands out of the food for ye on account of the bags that are full This IS old Van, who was never the man, to be put in the station, of head of tic nation, yet performed m such wonder by M means of bundsr and sticking his wish, fine kettle of fish, with nonsensica babble, to plaster the rabbe and play vllanous pranks, with Uncle Sams banks. but discovered that Blair wouldn't do to halr and so cut him adrift a desperate shift, while hard hearted foks stop his mouth with their jokes, recoectng with curses, when he talked of silk purses, all full of the shiners which those cunning d
 ure all good for ye by desperate pull from the pock- cts so full of simple John Bull, to replensh the bags now stuffed with old rags. that belong to the house
 This is Nick Riddle, who don't care fidde-stck's end for the fellow, whose coin is yellow, and has
 strong box, too hard for the knocks, which old Hick ory club, sent ruba-dub-dub, down on it like thun der, tor pure love of plumber, yet all could smash
 that depose of cash, which shallow old Van, has u- natic plan, to plunge in disasters by his patent shin to Kendall and Benton, who only intent on hold ing fast by their places, and keep making gmaces to bamboozle the ninnies, who believe in gold guineas, disturb the bags all full of rags. that lie in the house that Jack built "a
 This is poor Uncle Sam. who was gulled by sham, and expected moreover to wallow in clover, but met hls m!shap by listening to chaps, who preached fine story about blazes of glory" and told him in gam has discovered himself, alack and alas to have been
 huge ass, and perceives that old Van, is by no means the man, to retrieve his disasters by means of shin. plasters and that Kendall and Benton deserve to be sent on, jaunt of dsmssion for their vile imposition and that each precious pet, is completely upset, and the humbng ot guineas, can cheat only the ninnies ens 1nai a bsSs with all their old rags be- old house that Jack built. Courier. 1.I
 We copy the following curious notice from paper recently established in the Wisconsin Territory:
 Whereas has got an. item that my claim in been jumped by some foreigners. outas, cut-throats, beet-stealers, coming from some poor worn-out try. God knows where, Tom, Dick. and Harry-whom Christians. Now this IS 10 inform al emigTants to Wisconsin Territory, that there is sufficient land be- longing to Uncle Sam, without taking my claim; therefore, take notice, all ye Hoosiers, Pukes, Buck Eyes, Suckers, Corncrackers, Yankees, Flat Heads, Wolyereens Buck Skins, Herring Bones, Spectators, Land Pirates, or what not that if any of you has squatted on my improvement and don't absquattle be- fore get there, will you up Salt Creek-grease and gridiron you, and knock you into the middle of next week, so help me Moses REUBEN FLAcK."
 Grey Eyes.-Of all the eyes in the world. grey are at once the mischieyous and the most intelligent Your blue holy. heavenly the sky they reflect; your large brown. sluggish and ndolent We never knew an energetic person with soft brown eyes, Your black keen, piercing, and fault finding: but your grey commend us to clear grey eye, ei- ther in man or in woman. Such one. bright and deeply set intent rather on seeing than being seen- though when seen it is never forgotten an eye. beneath well defined brow. can obtain whatever it desres-Mrs. HaWs OallGD.
 The Buffalo Journal proposes that the Florida war bs let out to the States of Tennessee and Kentucky 6yAsjo6. -
 Mr. James L. Reed, teller in ths Erie Bank, com ntted suicide on the 18th ut by cutting his throat with razor. He was married but . few weeks De. fore to an amiabe young lady, and enjoyed, in an e- insnt degree. the confidence of his nsighbcrs and friends.