Rutland herald. [volume] (Rutland, Vt.) 1823-1847, 1843-10-05
MING THE cENsus-A SCENE IN AL
ALBANIA

ALBANIA
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", roie Up one day 10 the residence OF widow
rtsf pas, the prime OF lifo--Uus that period al
n nsio'e supplies more abundan,y the oil
n lnbncs;es the hinges Of the female ,ongus)-
htching To the fence, walked into the house.
/ Good morning. madsm., said we IN our usual
snd and somewhat insinus,ing manner.
'Noteln',' said the widow gtuiliy.
Drawng our blanks from their case. VIC proceed.
l-'l an TIE man, madam, that takes the census,
Ah3-
The mischief you are g said the old iermagani
Y,s I've heard Of you: Psrson w. told me you
D. coming, and told him jis, what tell you, that
h ,oI SAID CLOTH sop chickens, 10 me- I'd
y he dogs on ye Here, Bull. here. Pomp y
3wo wolish responded TO the call for Bull and
fsmp, by coming 10 the door. smelling at feet
sah Sigh, growl. and then laid down on the steps
b dogs in this country. Last week Bill S,onecker's
year old steer jumped my yard fence, and Bull
~ Pomp tux him by the throat, and they killed
im siore my boys could break EN- loose, to save
b. world.
Yes, ma'am,' said We, meeky; Bull and Pomp
/ ssem TO be very fine dogs
t.y do-snd il were 10 sick them on your old
lrso yonder they'd ca, him up aiore you could say
JACK Robertson. And its jis, wha, shall do, if you
b. 10 pry into my consarns. They are none o
BOON business nor Van Buren's no,her.I reckon. Oh
sascal Id show you what-lJ-Id make Boil
And pomp show you how to be sendin' out men Il
b.. down what little stuff peoples got, jis to tax It
Shes its taxed enough a'rcady'
All this time we perspirng through fear o
1he fierce guardians Of the old widows portal A
,nglh, when the widow paused. we remarked ,ha
b she was determined not 10 answer question
sbon, the produce Of the farm, would jus, sc
Gown the age, sex and complexion of each membe
her family.
No such ihing-you'll do no SIGH thing sal
pie; I've GOT five in family, and that's all you'll q
prom me. Old Van Buren, mus, have heap to dc
The drotted old villyan, to send you to take dow
how old my children rs. I've 60, five in the famii,
and they all between five and hundred yeai
od, they are all plaugy sight winter than you, an
whether they are he OF she, is none of your cor
SANS
We told her we should report her to the Marsha
and she would be fined, bot it only augmented h,
/ g wrath
M
#ren here, It you're bad Of to-let 'em COME
n Nj Van Buren, come, Cooking as savage as Be
gal ,gress,) Oh, ! wish he wouid come and h
ncsifils dis,ed, and her eyes cleaned, I'D cut
! head OFF,
IA Tina, might kill him. we yeniured TO remark,
way OF Joke.
Kill him kill him-oh il had him here by I,
q years reckon wouid kill him. A pretty fellow
81 h. NJ ,,t,t hat
peoples taxed for, and rsisin' an army 30 get hi
4 made king Of Ameriky-the audacious, nasty, stin
n ing, old scamp She paused moment, and tn
M resumed, And now, jis, pot down what ! tell y
NJ lh., paper and don't be telling lies to send
81 Washington city. Jisi put down Judy, Tompkil
Ri ssesble woman, and four children
ri We objected TO making any such entry, bot
81 old bag svowed tina, it should be done, to prove
N any misrepresentation Of her case. We hover
we're pretty resolu,c, unit, she appealed toihe couc
[ ant whelps, Bull and Pomp At the frs, CLINT
n Of their teeth our courage gave way. and we ma
+ the entry in bold hand across a blank schedule
n Judy Tonpkins, ageabie woman, and -four ci
NJ dfen'
4 We now begged the old lady to dismiss her C
Inc friends. that We might go out and depart
forthwith mounting old black, we determined
givs the ole soul parting fire. Turning half rot
IN order TO face her, we shouted
old oman
Who told you TO call me old oman, you long
ssd, hs,eh-faeed whelp. you I'll make The d
take you OF tina, horse il you give me any II
cara. What do you WANT
DO you wan, 10 get msrriedr
No, to you, III do
Placing our right thumb on the nasal et,remi,
our eoUnisns0ee, We said, You need'n, be une
old IN on that score-thoueh you might suit $
legged Dick s. up our way,snd should lax
know what TO tell han lie nigh, eoun, on II he C,
down neKl Sunday
Here, Boil" shouted the widow, sick
Ponpr but We esniered off. un~ounisd. fouur
~, by the fangs of Bull and Pomp, Who KEEP, NJ
chase as long as they could hear the cheering '
OF their mistfess-'S-i-c-k. pomP-sies, sick, -
him, Bull-suboy. suboy, suboy''
Jacob Shipman, who ahseonded with none,
uused 10 him BY the Union Bank OF this
/ tf,.i rel nnd ,ronttts.i k.- The Irr,