Morning herald. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1837-1840, 1840-03-05

Now Ben he one of that kind,
Jaryey, Jarvey!-iIere am your honor,
Who for the future never mind ~,
One day he kept his horses smarting,.
Rum tum fiddle liddie, hi cewo
just then gemman did approach
All & taE sa SRHs
And as I've heard old Benny tell,
Rum tam fiddle fiddle, hi gee
He had bag in hisieft claw,
To shew that he of the laws
But tho he spoke mighty civil,
Rum tum fiddle lidde hi gee
Now the Devil jurpa in the coach all alive,
Pray, your honor, where shall | drive =
The Devil who wanted to cut SWELL
Rum tum fiddle Gddle hi gee
j c%s S %s wh ant 6 lsTs
just twenty pounds TO drive you there?
The Devil he paid il with grin,
he ' Rs a% ti dSs dSe pl1 ss
Then off the horses flew pel nell,
Jaryey Jarvey,-here am your honos,
Nor stoppd TN they got to The gates Of;
ss ~ ,s "a b,ss d b. g SasS G.n
Rum tum tddle idle, hi gee
Now Ben iumpa Up home to return,
lfyou don't come back your coach ~ burn;
M coach and horss: % ,.S not not,
Rum tum fiddle iddle, hi gee
This.was received with immense applause, and
some of the hackmen present, who were all dressed
elegantly as lords, dukes, generals, admirals, and
the devil knows what besides. declared that such
talents deserved an immediate Gle ration to the
hackeny coach box. The allusion TO the compls-
cency felt by those who are insured in degenerate
in itnn iate mir oF hell
elected thunders- of applause. The devil, who
present, however, first in the dress Of Kentucky
agger, did not TO relish the Joke at all; he
about ~ question the TRUTH off rhyme
its moral but fading the tide running strong to
DE stemmcd by any thing serious, dc struck up the
following:-
A jay bird sat on a hickory limb
up wid sstoos si an nj hi, him on dc SHIN,
An OATS de way s9skd hun IA;
A bull frog dress1i in soldiers clothes
ilis first lieutenant was woodchgch
SO clar de ktchen
Ihab sweetheart in dis t.wn,
10 .,s ErstR ali i rsd SSrn
De bolo obher foot make a hoie IN de ground.
So Clar de kitchen sc.
Iubis ticklsh thing you know,
Daf's squash head Ssmbo, who labs black Rose,
wants TO Gu" & IGs. sisr G Dc E eSSs s'''
This also gained Satan great applause, in the
midst Of which he disappeared, and almost sud-
denly re-appeared as the Judge of ward court
Here beautiful tableaux formed. Mr.. Philip
Bone, who was dressed pie baker, was broaght
up before the devil, dressed judge, charge
Of putting dead dogs meat into pies; the baker pro-
we'd that his had the control Of his pies and put
in the dogs meat; the judge, however, fined him SIS
and costs, under Cowan's digest. The lawyer, who
well represented by an Irish holman, then sued
the bakers man, who was represented by Of the
numerous family Of the Bones; and the nudge di-
reoted that be liable also, and fined him SIS and
costs. This tableaux finished, by tho devil sud-
denly Swartw outing with fines, costs, and all, and
carry ing the lawyer in his brooches pocets TO hell
OF Texas, As Davy Crockett said.
After this, an illegitimate son or q. nephew Or
some other relation Of Mr.. Bob Black, gave a Don
nybrook hornpips, in honor Of the Irish origin ol
his own family and that Of his hosts, which he vcnt
through with TO the life, and the time singing,
Faith graNssd Ny brosues and took ny stick the wsnbst
Then al ie Dublin tripped walk lpon the srs,
70 e could g.tt Tpoy 70 CO, their hay and sr
E Sl1ah TG;So aS G &c bs sc Ts'
Tie had hardly done before the whole house was
thrown into roar by the entran.s Of Major MaBas.
his shoulder. crying, "Clo, eIo-any old clio" A
man bred to the business could not have done il bet
ter; il nature itself; ana the excellence of the
imitation increased by one Of the company
taking OF pair Of old ragged brooches, (hc had
good sound drawers undo rneath,) and handing them
to the MAJOR, who vaa unable to purchase them
however, because the owner demanded cash pay.
ments, in specie, on the spot.
At this part Of the evening, it was announce ed tina,
the Grst course for supper was then ready, consist
ing Of cold pork and potatoes, but the hot tripe
and poached pigs feet "a new dsh) would not be
ready until midssht Upon this Mrs. o'Dogherty
declared that she would waive the dignity Of her
station for few moments, and volunteer a song,
which ran rs follows -
I've often heard my poor old granny say,
That Friday most unucky days
And az a proof old pr ,nny washt wrong,
On! listen, listen TO my dole al song
Old Mrs. Snpe fond OF tripe,
Sure no pdnr soul bnberi
In sunday clothes TO market goes,
On Friday Cor disncr