Maumee express. [volume] (Maumee City, Ohio) 1837-1838, 1837-07-29

many IN support OF Tn Specie Clrcular,
and opened the eyes Of the people by a
withering expose oft injuries arising
from the circulation of Bank notes, at a
large and respectable Loco-Foco meet
ing in the Park. 1t was the intention
of some of his friends to run him at the
late charter election, for the office of as
sitant Alderman but Timothy was just
then preparing volume Of poems for
the press, and not being able to harangue
his friends in the Ward nominations, the
design was abandoned.
have said that he was poet-he
was consequently a lover; and Miss An
gelna Tompkins was a fair one for
whom he sighed, and for whose especial
benefit the excursion was to be made and
the five dollar note expended.
While we have given these details, our
hero has dispatched his breakfast, ,donned
his beaver. seized his ivory-headed cane
and now stands upon the threshold Of
the door, waiting for an omnibus to con.
vey him TO the residence Of Miss Ange-
lima Tompkins. #ei
"We don't change no notes sir" said the
knowing urchin attached borrowers ON
nibus, as the vehicle halted before the
domicii of Miss Tompkins )" you must
have heard as how all the Banks is
broke" .....r.4 s.-,,t
"All the banks broke. |" echoed Mr..
Jenkins-but he looked at his informant,
and suppressed The wra,htul reply he was
about to make. "But have no silver"
"Then you should have walked down,
and not tried to have come the falm
over me. Won't that ERE woman lend
you a shilling ?-she looks as if she
knows you" )" and the younker directed
our indignant hero's attention to Miss
Tompkins, who was then at the door,
wondering what Mr.. jenkins could have
to say to an omnibus mercury.
Timothy searched his pockets--not
shilling could he find, so he stepped
up to Miss Tompkins and asked her to
loan him one. Miss Tompkins had not
a shilling,but she stepped into.a millinery
next door and borrowed it. The boy
grinned as he took it, the miliners came
out and bent their gaze upon Timothy,
Miss Tompkins looked at him enquir-
ingIy, and the people in the omnibus
laughed as Mr.. Jenkins hastily entered
and shut the door Of Miss Angelna's
dwelling. a.4
IL propose" as the day is remarkably
fine, that we visit Hoboken to-day. Miss
Tompkins," said the discomposed gen.
tleman, as soon as he had overcome the
embarrassment into which he had been
thrown by the scene on the pave. We
can have delightful time; and lest you
should think came without funds, by
my being obliged to borrow shilling,
l will state that am well provided" )"
and he unrolled his Bank bill.
care not what may be the political
sentiments of a lady-she may be Wing
or Anti Wing, Bentonian Loco-Foco,
or an advocate of the present Banking
system--yet her beauty will not be less
ened in the eyes of the most violent de-
nouncer of her system and views. |
have two reasons for proclaiming this an
establised truth: the first is my own rev,
erence for pretty woman, no matter
whether she wears the green of the ad-
m,nistration, or the blusofits opponents
and the latter, and more important point,
is shownin the fact, that although Miss
Angelina Tompkins was a furious
Wing, ye. Timothy Jenkins loved her
with as much fervor as if she had joined
him in denouncing the rag barons,' as
he was wont to call every manwho could
boast the possession gilmore than single
w ~ s'l ~ 'eil 1a8
Having, | think, established the tri-
umph Of beauty over politics, let Us ac-
company Timothy and Angelina to the
ferry-boat which was to convey them to
Hoboken. The morning l have else
where said was propitions. The light
ripples slept like child in the beams of
the joyous sun. The noise of the machi-
merry operated as an agreeable relief to
the sigh of the zephyr as it wantoned
upon the brow Of our hero and his char
mer. Timothy felt the influence Of the
hour and the scene; he grew poetcal,
flung forth some elegant extracts from
bis. new poem, to which Miss Tompkins
listened with admiration. ' 9
Your fare, sir"
Timothy turned at the words, and per-
ceived that Charon was grinning at
something whether at Timothy's rhyme
or the fowered muslin robe of Miss
Tompkins, no one except Charon could
tell. Timothy produced his W and
measured the grinning waterman with
an air Of decided contempt.
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