Boon's Lick times. [volume] (Fayette, Mo.) 1840-1848, 1843-09-02

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but why the devil girl, when she's got one
} heart safe, can't be satisfied with il, is some
thing that don't understand
Il guess there's more than that in female
human nature that you don't understand,
Sam. Woman has great many kinks that
are perfect mysteries to me. But as to
being uneasy about Miss Remnants hand, it
is sheer nonsense. Her eye can blink as
kindly on his majesty's epauletts, but it
dwells, Sam, on the plain rigging af lad
that we both know pretty WE'LL
Who's thatP
why, yourself, Sam. Heavens what
blind fools love makes of you fellows. All
you have to do is to capture the biggest Of
fcer in the gang to night, and that act, tell
you, won't fail to take captive the fancy of
the lady, She's fond of doing like things
herself
Give us your hand Joe, and / promise
you that if the taking of the proudest off
Ger at Daggetts tonight, will please Sally
she shall be pleased. I swear the prisoner
shall be mine
Luck to you, SAM and thus their COLO
guy ended.
1t was full two o'clock as our party
hauled their keels on the strand. A few
whispers passed round, and then they
mounted the bank, and struck directly for
old Dagget's. AS they drew nigh they
separated, and in minute a complete line
was drawn around the house to prevent es-
cape, if any should be attempted.
A party of the force returned to the
house and soon presented themselves at the
door of the room in which their destined
victims lay, dreaming of anything rather
than capture. The door turned on its
hinges, and the loud voice of the leader of
the invaders commanded the sleepers TO
surrender. The room was soon a scene of
confusion. The Brtons were at first dis.
posed to make resistance, but seeing no
way to escape, and knowing their good
treatment depended on their submissive
ness, they surrendered with as much grace
as was desirable. Out of their beds they
were forced, then as sleepy looking fellows
as any one would wish to see. One of
them, corpulent, redfaced, and larger than
his companions, grumbled as he rose but
hand was placed on his shoulder, with all
order to be as still and brisk as possible, and
he submitted
Eve got him Joe,' said our lover Sam,
to his friend, who was assisting reluctant
leg to force itself thr ough pair of mex
pressibles.
well hang on to him.
Aye, that l will, like death to grim
beggar.' Then turning to his prisoner he
added, Come, my dear sir, don't want to
be officious, but let me assist you in adjust
ing your wardrobe While you are gar
tering that stocking, I'll garter your neck
with this cravat'
Take that, d--n you, for your impu-
dence,' said the officer, at the same time
dwelling blow with his cIenched fist, which
sam parted.
'Tenderly, tenderly, my dear fellow, said
Sam; but if you want the use of your
peppers by the time daylight comes, you
will be sparing of your fists.
who, and what are your asked the Of
ficer, looking grumly up In Sans face.
My name is Sam Dareall, at your SER
vice, which being interpreted means Sam
Daredevil; and will promise you touch
of my nature and friendship too before we
separate
You are a devlish obliging fellow
Thank you sir; it runs in the Dareall |
family to be obliging. Can | be of any
use to you in putting on your coat; for | |
shall be under the disagreeable necessity of
marching you off right away. What is
this silly thing good for! said Sam, at the
same time pulling the epauletts from the of.
ticer's shoulders; its only fit for a child's
And he put his foot on the toy.
The Brlton's face grew very red, but he
had to beep quiet, as Sam assured him that,
as he was going a long journey it would
only be an incumbrance to his shoulders
and he had done what he had from the
kindest intentions.
To the door Sam led his prisoner, and
meeting his friend Joe at it, desired him to
say if he had not captured the biggest game.
Joe deliberately glanced his eye about the
officers sturdy dimensions, and replied af-
firmatively.
When they had reached the outside of
the house parley ensued, in which it was
determined the enemy should be hurried,
by forced march, off to Boston. One Of
ficer, who could neither be persuaded nor
forced to put on his regimenlals up stairs,
and who had been brought down for the
purpose of seeing what effect the chill air
would have upon him, swore he would die
before he would move foot. One of the
captors who had him in tow, now applied
switch to his barefeet and he moved them
with much briskness, to the delight of the
Joyous Americans and the evident cha
grin of the officers.
The poor fellow, at the earnest entreaties
of his friends, after being dragged few
yards, very reluctantly Welded up his reso.