The Camden journal. [volume] (Camden, S.C.) 1836-1851, 1841-08-04
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gives rise to the f9li0Win. dialogue. y -
Il say, stranger looking half angry and
the othersparty frightened, you've squee.,,
zed this ere left paw of mine right straight.
cIar into my side, and he'll catch me if /
canteH which is the tother.
Cant help it, says small thin man in
spectac!es, who has poked his arm under
the shoulder Of an Irish drayman, and
holds two short bits and FIVE cent peice.
tightly in the other. Cant help it, sir
the non observance ofthe laws Of gentili..
ty by one class society, forces the other.
part ofthat bodyto fight boldly in defence
OF their doctrlnes-those principles Ihave
always endeavored.
is there letther for Dinnis M.Mahon,
sur, says our Irish drayman, as soon IS he
sees the window about to be slid back.
Hell cats and fire fles!, vociferated the
Hoosler,'w(y you tarnal specamon ofa
green calabash filed with boss hairl Do
you1mean to say that you're here frstr
Devil take me if didn't ak first, and
by the powers I don't see why should be
the last in gitt.n my lettherp
(Clerk within)-What name did you
sayl
Dennis MMahon, sur.
Stand aside, you Greek screech owl,
or wish may bestowed down into crab
claws fried with nigger heels, if don't
wallop you into sheep-sorrell hoe cake!
You might jist as welItry use chesnut
burr for ali eyestone, as to run agin these
bone mashers!, The Hoosier displayed a
! pair of fists which might have answered
for ancient battering rams. and the Irish
man gave up the ship with the exclama-
ton.
'Ah, by me.sowl! he's nathara!izcd, and
| two month furriner-that's the reason
why bear hp
CLERK angrily)-What name next, I
can't be standing here all day?
And isn't there no letther fer me, yer
honorv said our Irishman, in tone that
went to the quick. =.
Clerk-No-no, sir-I told YOU so once
before.
Hooser--Why, you gingerbread jews
harp, Whar do you expect letter from?
The drayman said nothing, but as he
went out ofthe door we heard him say,
God bliss thin! my wife and grawleons!
Clerk-What's your name?
Hoosier-'s hats that your business?
Clerk--Ifyou want a letter you must
tell me.
Hoosicr---Oh!if the cat jumps that are
way, / s'pose you'll wantto knowifI got
the pumpkin seed to- git the cucumbers
with!
Clerk (laughing)---I suppose your name
is John Smith isn't it?
Hnosicr very much amazed, Abraham
fodder, and soft crabs of Galllee! how did
you know that? !.
The bystanders now laughed immoder.
ately, and public officer who was stand
ing by, called out silence in court
Clerk---Here are ten letters for John
Smith---Whcre do you expect one from!
! Hoosier---Beeswax! and singing nettles
see ifthey aint one from Coattail Bend.
| Clerk-Is there Post Office at that
place2 >.
Hoosier.--No. There's wood pile
thar though!
Clerk laughs and looks over the letters.
Then's um, stranger---that are one thar IS
mine, / know, cause that is bent over
like fishing line with ten pound cat fish
hold of the chicken gut.
| Clerk---But this is for Captain John
Smith.
Huosier---WalI, | is captain of the flat
boat Observation-Disclosures. arrived here
last night loaded with mud turtles, SIM
bIins and young puilets!
Clerk---Thc postage is twenty-five cents
Hoosier---Belzcbub's belly and spring
squashcsl May l be teetotally ramsquad-
died, and chopped up to make soup for
nggcr babies, If | don't see you from here
to the sawed off eend of the last hog kill
ing, afore l give you more than enough to
buy tongue muzzle for turkeys watch
fob!
The bystanders became impatient, and
although they were most willing to be
amused, some of them had other fish TO
fry so making concentrated rush up to
the post office window, they succeeded
IN 50 squeezing the Hoozier out. After get
t;,,r ~, tho n,re,,ent he uttered his senti