Southport telegraph. [volume] (Southport, W.T. [i.e. Kenosha, Wis.]) 1840-1850, 1841-10-19
MISCELLAN Y .
THE PAPER MILL.

THE following article written in England, thirty
wears ago we copy from the Vcksburg Sentinel. The
resnectable Banking establishment therein described,
Of Messrs. Smoke. Shadow, Air-bubble. Hop-the-
tgig d. Co will be recognised all over the country,
very familiar friends as they have established branches
oil over the United States. l-Ph,ladLph ia Lsdger.
AS Mr.. Steady and Mr.. Fox were pas
sing through the town of Gullgudgeon,
they found an immense crowd assembled,
in a state Of extreme confusion, exhibiting
every symptom Of hurry, anxiety, aston
ishment and dismay. They stopt to en-
quire the cause of this tumut; and found
it to proceed from the explosion of Paper
Mill; in other words, the s.oppage af the
bank of Messrs Smoke, Shadow, Airbub-
BILE, Hop-the-twig 81 Co. Farmers, bump
kins, artizans, mechanics, the inn-keeper,
the lawyer, the doctor, and the parson, SOL
ders from the adjoining barracks, and fish
ermen from the neighboring coast, WIKI
their shrilled voiced wives, rolling en-
nasSe, like a stormy wave, around little
shop, of which the shutters were closed,
with the word BAN K in golden letters over
the door, and large board on the central
shutter, notifying that Messrs. Smoke,
Shadow, Air-bubble, Hop-the-twg, q Co.
had found themselves under the disagree
able necessity Of suspending their pay
ments;' in plain English, they had found
it expedent to fly by night, leaving all the
machinery Of the mill, and all the treas
ures Of their mine, that is to say, several
reams Of paper, half-a-dozen account
books, joint stool, an ink-stand, a bunch
Of quilts, and copper plate, to satisfy the
claims of the distracted multitude, who
we're shoaling in from all quarters with
promises to pay, of the said Smoke, Shad-
ow, Air-bubble, Hop-the-twig, u Co., to
the amount of one hundred thousand
pounds.
Mr.. Fox addressed himself for an expla-
nation the partlculars,to plump and port
Iy divine, who was standing at little dis
lance from the crowd, and whose counte-
nance exhibited none of the symptoms OF
the rage, grief, and despair, which were
depicted in the the physiognomies Of his
dearly beloved brethren, Of the town of
Gullgudgeon.
You seem, SIR said Mr.. Fox, 'to bear
the general calamity with Christian re-
sIgnation.' Il do, SIR said the reverend
gentleman, anu q WI y oi'hOAO|> 'N~'"'
have none Of their notes--not |. was
Obliged to take them now and then, against
nv will. but always sent them off to town
and got cash for them Directly
You mean to say said Mr.. Steady,
Won got bank Of England note for them
TO bo sure,' said the divine, and that
Wy. tho sala as cash. There is Jacobln
rasea, in Ibis town, who says it IS bad
Ign when the children die before the pa
rent, and that day of reckoning must
come, sooner or later, for the old lady as
we'll as her daughters; but myself and
nv brother magistrates have taken meas
ures for him, and shall make the town OF
GuIlgudgeon too hot to hold him, as sure
as my name is Tythes.
You seriously think said Mr.. Fox
his opinion is false
Sir. said the reverend gentleman, some,
what nettled, [ do not know what right
any one can have to ask man OF my cloth
what he seriously thinks, when all the
world has to do with is what he seriously
says.
Then you seriously say it, sir 2 said
Mr.. Fox.
Il do, SIR said the divine, and for this
yetv orthodox reason, that the system OF
paper money is inseparably interviewer
with the present order of things, have
made up nv mind to stick by it precisely as
long as it lasts
. And no longer 2 said Mr.. Fox.
Il am no fool, SIR said the divine.
But, SIR said Mr.. Fox, as you seem
TO have perceived the instability oil VIVA
was called (Lke uScus a non lucendol the
firm of Smoke, Shadow, Air-bubble, hop
,he-twig & &C., why did not warn your
flock of the impending danger 2
Sir said the reverend gentleman,
dined every week with one of the partners.
Mr.. Steady took notice OF an elderly wo
man, who was sitting with handful o.
dirty paper, weeping bitterly on the steE
ofthe door. Forgive my intrusion, >salC
he Il need not ask why you weep, the
cause is in your hand
'Ah, sir - said the poor woman, VINO
could scarcely speak for sobbing' 'all thf
savings of twenty years taken from me II
a moment; and my poor boy, when h'
came from sea'-she could say no more
grief choked her utterance.
Good God = said Mr.. Steady, 'did yor
I.y by your savings in country paper:'
'Oh, sir said the poor woman, how
vas to know that one piece Of paper wa: