The Hawk-eye and Iowa patriot. (Burlington, Iowa) 1839-1843, 1840-03-12

e It was enough to make a Teller GO
: ms mother because she was a WON =, -
n but III be darned if there ever WAS
9! teller on arth that could help loolSin
: at the critter. I've seen a bir
J, charmed by black snake, but il wa
!? nothing to this,--not printing. On
: minute she'd kinder futter round tn
g room softly and still like a bird that
: list beginning to fly, then she'd stan,
: on one foot and twinkle tother on
: and IN against the ankle so swift vo,
couldn't but just see it. Then She,
: hop forward and twist her arms up or
her bosom and stick one LEG out be
I hind her and stand on one toe 70,
J ever SO long till all on us had had .
falr sight on her that way. Then
) she'd take another hop and pint hel
right toe forward and lift it higher
and higher till by-am-by round she'd
go like top with her, leg stuck out
straight and wheelin g round and round
like the spoke of abroken Wagon
! with a foot to it. 1t rally did beat all
that ever | did see. When she stood
up straight her white frock was all
ssPrlgged off with silver, and it looked
like cloud of snow, but it didn't
reach half way to her knees and stuck
out dreadfully behind where her hump
was. | hadn't dared to unkiver nv
face yet: and was sort of itching all
over In dreadful pucker, wondering
what on arth she meant to do next,
when she gave a whirl, kissed her
hand and hoped away as spry as a
cricket, jist Us she came in. | swan
IT didn't think never should breathe
straight again; | raj y wouldn't look
ed in that purity blue eyed gals face
Tor anything; but somehow happen
! ed to squnt that way for felt kinder
anxious to see how red a gal could
blush, but there she sat smiling and
looking as if she rally liked the fun.
She was whispering to a young fel-
Ter that sot tother side, and seq She,
'Aint it beautiful! oh / hope they'll
call her back!'
She will cum l dare say seq the
teller a lar6ng, and beginning to
stomp and clap his hands with the
rest OF them that were a yelling and
hooting as if the devil had kicked
EN- all On eend. 'She treats the A.
mericans very much as a lover does
his lady. 'How so?' seq the Gal look
ing sort of puzzled. sWhy, She can't
leave them without coming back a
gain and again to take ta,ewcR seq
ne, larfing, 'but here she cums'
True as book there she did cum,
and begin to sidle and whirl and cut
up her crancums all over agin, by
little and little. let my hands slide
down from my face, and when she
gave her prime whirl and stuck out
her toe the last time, | sot staring
straight at her SO astonished. | could
Mt sit still, for as true as you live, the
nice little French gal that was so
sweet and modest and the bold beau
tiful critter with her foot out--her
arms a wavering around her head,
and her mouth jist open enough to
show her teeth, was the same individ-
nal critter, and both on EN- were
Madame Celeste.
went hum. But I'll be choked if
them legs and arms and that fan with
the flowers over it didn't whirl in my
head all night, and they amt fairly out
yit.
The editor of the Missouri and Hi
noise Temperance Herald in late
paper gives the following interesting
sketch of visit to Buchanan who
was hanged in st. Louis short time
since.
MURDERER'S CELL.
We were met at the entrance by
good looking man, of some three or
four and thirty, attired in the garb,
and having the deporment ola gentle
man. He set chair, and asked us
to be seated. He drew a chair for
himself and sat down by our side
AS we surveyed his features, and dis
covered not the least expression of
savage malignity, but on the contrary,
what we considered the fair index of
benevolence and kindness,-we could
not but exclaim, SIS this the man that
on Friday next is to expiate the guilt
of murder, on the gollows!n He APP
poared detected in view Of his awful
condition, but was communicative.
In answerto our inquiries he stated
that he was thirty.years old, was a
native of Princeton, New Jersey,
where he was brought up. When he
was child, be went to Sunday
School for several years and had
faithful Teachers. He lived in the
family Of Judge Bayard where they
worshiped God daiIy-morning and
evening. The ladies of the family
would instruct him on Sundays out of
the Bible. His mother was a Cody
woman, is still living an aged and