Lincoln telegraph. [volume] (Bath, Me.) 1836-1846, 1839-07-18

right away, nowi' And left the house.
'Ah! Crackback,' exclaimed a neigh
Dor, bad news! The good Caliph, Ha-
roun the Third, is no moreP
No! You don't say so! Do tell!
yes, it is alas! too true; and where
shall we find so good ruler" !
Crackback said no more. He returned
home, and Immediately set about increas-
ing his supply of shoes. He Should sell,
he said, "a vast number, to be worn al the
funeral
The cobber was industriously applying
his awl, when his attention Was attracted
by the distant beating of drum; and IN
moment after, the sound Of full band OF
music, playing a lively national air, was
borne to his ears Hastily throwing down
his work he put his head out OF the window,
and saw, at the upper end of the street, a
long procession, moving in the direction OF
his dwelling. Somewhat puzzled to make
out its meaning, Crackback pulled OIL his
turban that he might salute the Grand
Vizier, whom he recognised in the van.
They advanced slowly, until they arrived
in front of his door; at that moment heavy
discharge of artillery was fired from the tur-
rets Of the seraglio, the brattling trumpets
sent forth a sonorous flourish, and the whole
body came to a dead halt
L see it all whispered the cobbler to
himself-the Grand Vizier has stopped on
his way TO the mosque, to bespeak funeral
shoes for the royal houshoId! Won't l
strike for high prices How are you Grand
Vizier" he added aloud; how'd you do?
Glad to see you What was his astonish-
ment, when, instead of the expected pat
ronzing nod, he saw the Nizier respectful
ly approach, and as he stepped forth TO meet
him, kneel and press the edge of his old
leather apron to his lips!
Health and prosperity ever be your LOTT
exclaimed the Vizier, rizing; may you live
thousand years! Shout, Long life to
Crackback the First, Caliph of Bagdad?
And at the word, the air was rent with the
voice of the multitude.
Crackback gazed for momemnt in ST.
lence upon the Vizier and his attendants,
and then, as if new light had suddenly
dawned upon him. replied; All this would
be dreadful fine, if was only Caliph; but
just stop your fooling, now, and tell me how
many shoes you want, and when they must
be DONE
May it please your High Mightiness.'
responded the Vizier, deferentially, & trust
you'll never make another pair of shoes.
You are now Caliph of Bagdad, in place
Of our beloved Haroun the Third, may he
rest in peace! who departed this world of
woes this morning, at the second Growing
of the cock
Now you don't?-you don't mean to say
Pm really Caliph. do you?' said Crackback,
doubtingly. Nv,
Even so, replied the Vizier. when
the deceased Haroun felt his end approach
ing, he called me and the members of the
household to his bed side. well beloved
Selim,' said he, Il feel that L am dying |
When am gone, and here bis voice trem-
bled, L could desire that my respected
friend, Crackback, the cobbler, should
reign in my place. All the virtues OF man
hood, and the best qualifications OF Ca
liph, are in him, combined Having SAID .
this. he fell back and breathed his last.
Such was his will and pleasure, and who
shall gainsay i'll!
At this moment, Crackback's wife ap-
peared at the door, when her husband, IN
great glee, informed her of the news.
You're a goose!' she replied; what's the
use O. lying"
Il am, ehl' replied Crackback; very
well, madam, you shall see. Here! doz-
en- of you there obey my first order. Put
that woman under arrest; she is danger
Gus person, and jeopards the peace and
safety of the state !
Six of the soldiers Immediately advanced
to lay violent hands on Zila, but it was not
without severe struggle that the terma-
giant yielded to superior numbers.
Away, with her! exclaimed Crackback;
well see who's the goose now! Convey
her to the lowest dungeon of the fortress.
and there let her await my royal will and
pleasure. Am l not Caiph"
Most assuredly' replied the Vizier, bow
ing obsequiousy.
$50 am, Grand Vizer, continued the
sometime cobbler, 'and you are true and
loyal subject; and as a token of my graft
tude, for the intelligence you have brought
me, I'll find you in shoes for year to
come.
Your highness is too good.
No | ant, interrupted Crackback; 4
know what I'm about, | guess
'WAl it please you to proceed TO the SER
aglo?' asked Sslim.
ooh certainly all means! But stop
let me shut up shop
Selim made a motion to the troops, who
suddenly divided. and between the ranks