Wheeling times and advertiser. [volume] (Wheeling, Va. [W. Va.]) 1839-1849, 1843-04-19

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i dare say ! should hear it, madam.
tyol would stop taking
We'll. then, you Il feel directly, for
1t pours in there iik a s. tive, Whenever
Il rains hard
A rs! that was the death warrant TO
ny comlort! As long rs | had IN pros
peci Il good nights rest. ! could bear uI
tguInst the accumulated evils OF my lot.
ut these tidlugS pat an cad 10 alt my
hopes.
Why diu'nt you I'LL me this berore?'
'decausc you would not let me: but
como, put on your bo DTS and clothes, and
will show yol Il bed where you will be-
dry, unless 1t rains mighty hard
Ny heart smotc me with my ~ tenn
Fsr, and ! complied, aud followed her
The dry bed as she called it, was IN,
vacant bed IN the large room through
which had passed. 1t was nlnked on
one side by a door, which opened upon
a cold entry; aud no physical effort, /
ana 5 tls!lcd no mental one, C uld bring
II within Il foot Of oSing.lcaying a hia
tbs through which the keen wind whis
l!ed. ia he other side was IN open
window, without glass or shutter; and
as tho rain battered upon the sill il
SPrInkled the bed c.othes. ANY man
VINO coull have slept there for one
hour withoIt encounrerinu n sever.
pscurlsy mast nave had RIBS of iron and
lungs "i pIaiina. The god old lady
sa" a smile on my counrcnancc despair
OCCASIONALLY mani.eStS itself in that way
and mISiaking rs meaning. said, in a
s)b,hiug tone:
There, now. my child. there's a com.
i%ortab'e dry bed for you; yol are Il Gle.
yer young mn, and I'm glad to see YOU
havn got over your ugly temper
don't know whether it was her fiat.
terIng ]aIlusInn 10 ny youthful appear.
dnce, (oS we grow old we get a little
more sensitive On such mat:ers.O or TO
her giving me credit FOR ha' VIII CHI | did
not possess bat her remark completely
recalled me to my sense Of geatlemanly
proPrieIy. and answered.:
MY ear madam, am sorry that
n we exhibited so much bad humor. hui,
the truth is, those wretched animals
have butIed and oi'r'n ali my good sense
Out oi me pray excuse me, and don,
troHhe Yourself any more. This bed is
too c1id 'or me, bTt | don't think it vii
ram much longer, and I dare say shall
be very comfortable in II c shed room -
Good nighIi'
retrealeI 10 my apartment and wen,
TO bed. The rain battered so sweerIy
on the shingles, auI with such a luliiuG
sound, the despite of all my effort 10 keen
awake fell asleep \ terrible dream
compounded Of divers scenes md ma
%terials, such as lying down under q gull
loune with execulioners with the heads
OF dogs and goats Standing over me a
the drops of blood falling upon m, from
the axe) awoke me. Tnc rain had h n
ged It's 'lOcHs adj guom,' and had subs,i.
lutcd me for the roof. All at once i
changed lis Pattering sound and c me
pouring IN through the cracks like u mi.
mic cataract OF NIagary
The enemy is upon US, Frank y shout
cd /, at the top of my voice, and spring
ing and seizIng our clothes ut random.
we rushed into the large room.
Alas! what n prospect met our view.
he water was running in n stream a
cross the floor, the cots actually culver.
ing with the pressure Of the water upon
them-and all unconscious Of the lie
OF Ill the occupants slept on. mad.
Tor the dry bed, which had one unCor;u
nate man il IT, and standing upoa il. 2,t
on my wet clothes, and b~utloninp Il my
great coat, and presented myself in the
room usually used as the eating apari
mant. Here a most g~rotesque scene pra.
senied ltseii, and one altogether diiTer
ent from that just left by me. Their
was no water herc-a bright fire burn
ed on the hearth-about ten men were
seated around il, telling anecdotes and
drinking whiskey. Around and about
the room some fifty persons were
stretched IN slumber-some on oblcs
others on the floor, a few noddjng in
chairs, and two women in the back
ground, smoking immense pipes /
knocked my cap over my eyes to pre-.
vent them from recognizing me las /
knew they would torment me with end.
Ies5 legal questions.) and sat down oui-
ely on a small stool in the chimney cor.
ner.
Opposite to me was seated a li.tIe man.
VINO went by the ]euphonious appeIla.
non OF Dick and who kept his hands
DeIorS his lace, with his head bent down.
ne conversation around the fire was
Kept up very briskIy-consisting prin-
cIPaI'y OF descriptions Of the travels Of.
Tie various relaters. Whenever any
new place was described, and its beauty
or fertility commended, Dick would
chime IN with the obsei walton, .Fust
rate! why, how do you know. Dick p
some u would ask. Been there