Maumee express. [volume] (Maumee City, Ohio) 1837-1838, 1838-03-03
CHAPTER XII.

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CUMBERLAND OYSTERS PRODUCE MELANCHOLY
FoREBoDINGs.
The soft sawder, of the Clockmaker
had operated effectuallv on the beauty
of Amherst, our lovely hostess Of Pug
wash's Inn: indeed, am inclined to think
with Mr.. Slick, that the road to a wo-
mans heart lies through her child from
the effect produced upon her by the
praises bestowed upon her infant boy.
was musing on this feminine suscep-
tibility to flattery, when the door open
ed, and Mrs. Pugwash entered, dressed
in her sweetest smiles and her best cap,
an auxiliary by no means required by her
charms, which, like an Italian sky, when
unclouded, are unrivalled in splendour.
Approaching me, she said, with an ire
sistible smile, would you like, Mr.. ,--,
(here there was pause, hiatus, evi-
IDENTIFY intended for me to fill up with my
name; but that no person knows, nor
do intend they shall at Medley's Ho-
tel, in Halifax, am known as the stran-
ger in No. i. The attention that incog-
nito procured for me, the importance it
gave me in the eyes of the master Of the
house, its dodgers and servants, isindes-
cribable. 1t is only great people who ira
vel incog. State travelling is inconven-
lent and slow; the constant weight Of
form and etiquette oppresses at once the
strength and the spirits. 1t is pleasant
to travel unobserved, to stand at ease, or
exchange the full suit for the undress coat
and fatigue jacket. Wherever, too,
there is mystery, there is importance -
there is no knowing for whom | may be
mistaken-but let me once give my hum
BILE cognomen, and occupation, and | sink
Immediately to my own level, to plebi-
an station and a vulgar name; not even
my beautiful hostess. nor my inquisilive
friend, the Clockmaker, who calls me
Squire shall extract that secretly
Would you like, Mr.. -. Indeed, /
would, said |, Mrs. Pugwash; pray, be
seated, and tell what it is. Would you
like a superior dish of Shittyacks for
supper? Indeed, | would, said again,
laughing pray, tell me what It's. Laws
me said she, with stare, where have
you been all your days, that you never
heard of our Shittyack Oysters sup
posed every body had heard of them. l
beg pardon, ! said. but | understood at
Halifax, that the only oysters in this part
Of the world were found on the shores
Of Prince dward Island. Oh dear no,
said our hostess, they are found all along
the coast from Shittyack, through Bay
Varies, away to Ranshay. The latter
we seldom get, though the best; thereis is
no regular conveyance, and when they
do come, they are generally shelled and
in kegs, and never in good order. I've
not had real goodRamsay in my house
these two years, since Governor Matt
land was here i he was amazing fond of
them, and LAWYER Talkemdeaf sent his
carriage there on purpose to procure 'cm
fresh for him. Now we can't get them,
but we have the Shittyacks in perfection
SAY the word, and they shall be served
up Immediately,
e A good dish and an unexpected dish
is most acceptable, and certainly-my a.
merican friend and myself did ample
justice to the Oysters, which, If they had
not so classical name, have quite as
good flavor as their far famed brethren
Of Milton. Mr.. Slick eat so heartily,
that when he resumed his conversation,
he INDUCED in the most melancholy fore
bodings.
Did you see that are nigger, said he,
that removed the Oyster shelIsl well. he's