Martinsburg gazette. [volume] (Martinsburg, Va. [W. Va.]) 1833-1855, 1837-12-06

his best smile, and bowing his best bow.
Travelling, stranger Z" was the
next question.
Yes, sir, rusticating a little, as you
may perceive"
Which way are you going i-if
it's a fair question:.
very fair I'm bound north"
"Goiug to settler"
Cant say | am. Just taking a
tour to recreate the body aud expand
the mental faculties"
"Wha parts did you come from Z"
From Philadelphia"
How do you like that country 7"
Philadelphia is not a country, my
good friend, it is a city,"
"Ohi IT'S a city Is it a good place
to live inl"
Better than this a plaguey sight"
Well, you don't say sol Are the
land thar as good us this herel"
"Can't tell you never saw any
land in my life till | left home"
"Did you live in water 1-ifI might
be so bold as to AK"
"No, | lived in town."
ooh you lived in town !-likeley,
likeley. What do you follow for a
living Z"
"Sir, | follow my own inclinations
Pm a gentleman"
What might be your name 7"
BY this time Jenny was growing i'm.
patient. He gave his whip a flourish
and replied with a sneer, why, il
might be julius Caesar -
Scissors p exclaimed the hunter,
slowly sh~oLldering his rifle and turn
ing away, mighty poor scissors too!''
Jenny cracked his whip, and dashed
off in a passion, while the backwoods-
man, looking drolly after him, mutter.
ed to himself, well if you amt the
poorest chance for a live man, that |
ever saw, I'll agree to shoot nothing
but a shot gun as long as / liye."
Mr.. Jenny Gossamer had not pro-
ceeded very far, when a jolly farmer,
mounted on a sleek nag, overlook him,
and very pleasantly saluted him. Jem.
bowed stifay.
"Peddling, s;rl" Inquired the farmer.
aDo look like a pediarl" exclai.
med the hero, in high dudgeon.
81 meant no offence, stranger |
thought from the way you are feed of
that you must have goods to SELL"
:" would thank you, sir, to tell me
what part of my equipage resembles
that of a pedlar."
well, stranger, I'd no notion Of
making you mad, for a pedlar's just as
good as any man I; but that little carry.
all that you ride in favors the yankee
wagons they drive, nightly. Andthen
you tote such a powerful heap of plum
der, that | thought you must have
goods 10 SELL"
Our hero drove along in no enviable
state of feelings, vexed at having his
carriage denominated a carry-all, NOR.
tally offended at hearing it compared
to a pedlar's vehicle, and dreadlully in.
dignant that he himself should be mis-.
taken for a travelling merchant. "Was
it for this" thought he, that | came
all the way to Illinois 2 Shall | never
be duly appreciated Has the whole
world conspired to deny me the hom.
age due to my great wealth 7" Enga-
ged in such reflections, he logged a
long for an hour or two, when a young
countryman, who was trudglng along
with a bundle on his back, very civilly
asked him to be kind enough TO tell him
the time of day. Soothed by the res
pectful manne ofthis address, he drew
!orth his elegant gold lever" Just
twelve"
SWELL, that are an elegant watch,
I'll be consumed if it amt! Would
you trade her, stranger
81 don't trade in watches, my friend"
"Oh, you don't! Have you any
powder?"
"What sort Of powder 7--what do
you mean 2"
"Well, I'm not particular what sort /;
either glazed or rough will suit me, SO
it will shoot quick"
al don't carry gun.powder in my
carriage"
"That's a pity /; you could trade a
right smart chance oft in these parts.
Have you tobacco4"
"How dare you ask me such a
question 7" roared our dandy, in yio-
lent Indignation.
The young man looked at him in as
constituent, and calmly replied, "I'm
as white a man as you are. III ask
what questions | please /; if you don't
like it, you can go ahead with your
little go-cart."
Mr.. Gossamer gave his horse a VIC.
lent cut with his long lash, and dashed
off at a gallon, determined to answer
no more questions. But he was obi.
ged TO stop at a cabin. TO get a drink
of water, and had no sooner entered,