The Charlotte journal. [volume] (Charlotte, N.C.) 1835-1851, 1843-02-02

homespun sisters will teach Bus!le ogFaphy,
then you may coun, upon making fortune.
But spin ology or any other ology that has
the least connection with work ology viii
not do even TO whisper about these modern
REFINED times. They had rather play
with their hands ody and stand before The
glass ,lonaFy.
A PIC SroRY.-By Dickens. -Once
more 10 Broadway Here are the same
ladies' in brigh, coIors, walking to and fro
in pairs and sIpgly; yonder the very same
Ugh, blue parasol which passed ard repas
sed the hotel.wlndow twenty hines While
We were sitting there. We are going to
cross here. Take care Of the Pigs. Two
portly sows are lrol,ing up behiud this car
rage, and select party Of hali dozen
gentlemen hogs have just row turned the
corner.
here is a solitary swine, loun-ing home
ward by himself He has ouly one ear
having parted with The other TO Vagran'
dogs in the course Of his city fambes.-
But he gets on very well without it. and
leads a rowing, sentiemanly, yagabond KIND
Of life, somewhat answering 10 that OF our
cmbmen al home. lie leaves bis lodgings
every morning At q certain hour, throws
himself upon the town; gets through his
day 10 some manner quite satisfactory 10
himself, and regularly appears at the door
Of his own house again a, night, like the
mysterious master OF Gil Bias. He is q
Tree and easy, careless, IndfereL. Kind Of
pig, having a very large acquaintance
nong other pigs Of the same character,
whom he rather knows by SIGH, than con
versa,ion, as he seldom troubles himself 10
stop and exchange civ,hties, but goes grunt
Jog down the kennel, turning up the news
and small talk OF the city, IN the shape Of
cabbage stalks and offal, aud bearing no
tails but his own; which IS a very short
one, for his old enemies, the dogs, have
been a, lha, too, and have left bin hardly
enough to swear by. lie is 10 every res
poet Republican p'g, gong wherever he
pleases, and mlnglng with the bes, society,
on an equal, ii not superior footing, Tor
every one makes way when lie appears. and
The hsughlles, give him The wall, # be pre-
fer il. lie is great philosopher, aud is sci.
dom moved, unless BY the dogs before men
TONED. Sometimes, indeed, You may see
his small eye twlnkling % a slaughtered
frIeud, whose carcase gafnlshes butcher's
door post, but Ne crun's ont Such Is life /;
aIl a.sh IS pork !" bufics his nose 10 the
mire again, aud wadd,cs down the gutter /;
committing himself with the RI 'c:iau that
there IS one sLootthe less to anticipate stray
cabbage stalks, at any rate.
They arc the CITY scayen-ers, these PIGS.
Ugly brutes, they are; having, for the most
part, scanty, brown backs, like the lids Of
Old horchalr trunks spotted @rh un"hole.
some black blolches. They have long,
gaun, legs, too, and such peaked snoUis.
that if one Of them could 10 pursulded 70
sit for bis profile, nobody would recognise
for Pigs likeness. They are sever al
tended upon, or fed, OF driven, or caught,
but are thrown upon their own resources 10
early life, and become preterDaiufalIy know.
ing IN consequence. Every pig knows
where no lives, much better than any body
could tell him.
At this hour, inst as evening is closing
in, you will see them roaming towards their
bed by scores, eating their way 20 the last.
Occasionally some youth among them who
has over eaten himself, or has been much
worried by dogs, trots shrinkin2Iy home
ward, like prodigal son bot this is o rare
case perfect self possession and self rel
auce, and immovable composure, being
their foremost attributes.