Staunton spectator, and general advertiser. [volume] (Staunton, Va.) 183?-1849, 1842-11-17
From the Knickerbocker
BULLFlNClIES-A SPORTING SKETCH,
By the Portable Man in The claret co,o,ea Com,


onthe morning of the 18th Of June, in the
year one thousand eight hundred and forty some
ming, simultaneously arose J. Boristhenes Crook
shanks, esquire; his negro Pompey Scipio Caesar,
(who, however, in accordance to his masters ex-
ample, begged to he hereafter designated as p
Scipio Cs-sar0 and the sun. The last shone
brightly, and the two first determined to make
the most of it.
Theoretically the shooting dress Of our hero
was perfect: lmPerylous to rain, faultless fit,
buttons as big as dollar, and an infinity of mock
cts; what more would You have4 ] will tell
you, my dear sir. That which excludes rain, ex-
cIudes also air, and when you look at that closely
6nttoned breast and consider the rance of the
ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS fraction less than ninety de-
grees' and reflect that sportsman has to do his
WORK In the sun why the notion OF being over.
heated will suggest ITSELF However, Boristhe-
mes was nothing daunted.
'Ponp, you black rascal!'
.Ye' sir
SCOT the horse ready!'
..Ys' sir
Gun in the wagon!'
'Ie' sir
And the basket! and tie smmupiiion7 and
the yalise and umbrella, "a.
'All in sir, and all right answered Pomp with
vivaciiy; for he presumed his master was dead
shot' and anticipated great sport in picking up
the birds. ~
Here goes, then; ssp-ssp-spp get along
00hariey'' And away went our, hero down
broadway, Barclay street, and on board of Uo.
boken boat, bound for the Jersey flats.
i SPORTING, Sir, ell 2 inquired decent looking
coeniryn'an In russell frock, who stood near NJ r.
Crookshanks, as he alghted on the deck
'Umph yes little, just to get my hand in re-
pied BorsIhenes condescendngly.
ou,Te rather early, are you not = continued
the stranger
Not very,' said Boristhencs: It's quarter
past ive.' 1"'' vi
But mean early in the season. said the man:
the law isn't up till the fifth Of July, and the Jer
seymen are very particular
The law! exclaimed Boristhenes in alarm
! what law 2
The game law. answered ;Russet.
put, my dear fellow rejoined Boris;hene S
with some confidence and more trepidation. u
maHe ho...ng 10 do with the game law; am just
gong QUITO try my gun, and kill a few birds,
Aes, but theresa fine for killing them said
the stranger solemnly, for he began TO see tia,
our hero was particularly green.
"A line for killing what!' echoed Doristhenes
aWoodcook,' replied Russet.
IN Va that's no matter; ! am not going ate,
woodcock, rejoned Borsihencs, greatly relieved
and quite reassured.
why said Russell, what else do you expect
l nave notion of my own. on that subject, nv
line fellow replied Borisihenes complaicent.
tell you
Pm as close as halfroasted OYSTER, said Rus.
set, now well satisfied that he had fiat to deal
with; what's it7' .,H wv
! am going TO shoot Sullfnches, replied Boris
themes in whisper.
Whew visited Russell graveIy, though he
ehPec!eo every moment he should burst his Jack.
ssihgs with smoshered laughter, then com.
handing his voice as well as he could. he wills.
perez IN return {: But where's your dog?'
! I'm inquired Boristbenes, with new mis-.
| giving this was a branch of the business he had
quite overlooked Shall want dogl' 81.
! want dog! exclaimed Russet in tone tba,
seemed 70 IMPLY a doubt whether any man could
oe so green as TO ask hequesiioD. wv ant dog
10 Dc sure you will! How do you suppose YOU
are az, 10 shoot bullinches without dogl l should
like to see you try itr
! But interposed Boristhenes hestatinoly, q
thought that bullfpches-thss is-a, leas,