Bloomington herald. [volume] (Bloomington, I. T. [Iowa]) 1840-1849, 1844-01-19
GOING ACCORDING TO Law.

! GOING ACCORDING TO LAW.-.
Not hundred miles from this presen,
sitting. there is nice little village just ;
days ride from any where, though goo,
fishing is much nearer at hand.
These are its chief geographical advan'
tages. II has courthouse some store:
hot many blacksmith's shop-a gro
Gerry, and smart sprinkling of May weeds
| besides
Now, if you were rambling abou, in the
| woods and Glanced to stumble upon such
place. you might say in your heart, thai
you had found nothing particular. and ram.
BILE or farther perhaps. But, if you were
not~orcr hasty. and drop in abou. sun.
down. you would find the suggest, com.
for,ables. kind of a tavern, with china tree.
before the piazza, and glorious good jol,
ly fellow who rejoices in his heart at a
joke for its keeper.
From him we heard few days since
while there the following anecdote, which
is given with every thing but his humor-
Gus manner. But if we could give that,
reader, your waislcoat string would have
a fair trial before you got through.
There boarded with our honest Boni-
face. besides other single gentlemen of the
village, the county clerk. who is the bache-
lor of the town, for wha. town is there
without one The qualifications for fill
ing these two important posts, as far as we
know, are. good hand writing, turn
for staying at home and genius for
draugh,s. These fellows are generally
grave men-sometimes otherwise, but for
the most part grave, staid men--and Tho
mas was one of these. We nigh. DIV ell,
but we forbear.
We'll, che bright day, about like this
perhaps, Bob, our host, was sitting at the
end of the piazza. keeping an eye out on
things in general, and wondering in par,i-
cular whether the next one tina, came a.
long would be COW or man in round
jacket. and perfectly raw for joke
AT the farlhest end of the stretch looks
ing down the street, he saw one of those
bald face sorrel colts, with long tail and
finnish hips, for which these colts are re
markable, besrid by long-legged rider,
in copperas pants and coat Of the same
the col. shying and going sideways at eve
ry thing, and the rider starting away right
and left most intensely. After hitcbing
sorrcl to swinging limb. away off, he
came stalking up TO the tavern, with an
expression of face somewhere between a
laugh and sneeze.
Morning SIR said Copperas, cheerful
ly.
The salu,ation was returned.
The clerk amt nowheres about here,
as you knows on, is he
Here was a customer for friend Bob.
'Wha. did you say said Bob, to make
him repeat. The clerk ain. 'noWheres
about here
Hear he hear-no poor fellow-nor
he couldn't hear if yop were to shoot a
pistol in his ear. But he ain. at home
inst now.-Come in and sit down. Got
business 'spose?'
mo. nothing much in particular said
Copperas, with very mysterious air.
WELL said Boo, by way of finding out
his errand. he won't be in for some time
may be l could do youl business!'
And thereupon Copperas fell TO wrig-
Cling and screwing about, looking very
uneasy.-At last he started up suddenly,
putting his face close 10 the tavern-keep-
er's and said in half whisper I've
come on this marrying business and then
laughed good deal a. it, for he was We
ry cheerful fellow.
Who is 10 be married 2 cnquired Bob
in a whisper. 'Uncle' Ben and Tilda
Strong replied Copperas.
License, eh oh ah! Well-,ha,'s
different. The clerk will have TO grant
:hat-l'll step over anL see if he's come,
and away he ran TO the clerks office.
Thomas said he, as he spied that
worthy at his writing table, there's a
chap at my house who wants license,
but can't make him understand any thing
say TO him.
why, what's the matter 2 asked Tho
mas.
so deaf, mile stone is only circum-
stance to him. But I'll bring him over
it ISM, worth while for me TO tell him any
thing and he hurried off.
On their way to the office, Bob, in a
spirit of friendly confidence, informed Mr..
Copperas. that the clerk was crank, cross
grained old fellow, but he mus Mt mind his
talking loud-i,s just bis way.
Copperas had hardly entered the door
before he bawled out-'l'm come after
license for uncle Ben Stone and 'rilda
Strong
WE'LL said Thomas, in the same tone,
yon need't talk so loud Then turning
10 Bob, in his usual tone, that's just the
way with deaf people-they think every
body as deaf as themselves