Sentinel of the valley. [volume] (Woodstock, Va) 1841-1848, 1844-11-14

Stubs buttoned his coat clear up to
his chin, with an air that told palmer
ihan words could speak, that his char
tiles were hereafter to remain at home
and that all popular avenues 10 his
heart were closed, now and forever
with "No Admittance "chalked over
The door-''No Adnittance, except on
business" to the bosom of Stentor
+, Stubs. He took his defeat as the un-
inexperienced are apt to take such
Ii 'ngs, as personal matter. Not be-
ing used to it, he te.t affronted. He
! thought that he had been "made game"
of. To be game Of yourown accord, is an
honour;butto imaginethat otheriolks are
"making game" Of you, is productive
Of ar unpleasant sensation, when you
are not exactly used to it.
"Don't go Stubbs," said brother
politician, and be pulled his segar;
await for the full returns. I want to
know how much you're defeated, cause
I made bet that you couldn't come
it. Then tbere's the rest Of the tick
! et-o
'''The furies take the rest ofthe tick
et," calculated Stubs, as he pushed
through the crowd and strobe indig-
nantly along; ''I'll jam my stick right
thro ugh the window-I'll dance on
the top of the tea things. Not elected!
Don't let any body try to speak TO me
again, fthey don't want to ketch it.
But if they have any thing to say ,now's
their time. There's the watchman-
what does he mean by bawling SO, as
/ if the whole town didn't know what o.
clock it is! I've great mind to-yes;
if he wasn't so big, | would and if
I DO come across litter one, III shake
Charley all to pieces, this very night.
III commit justiiabie homicide.
/ ella! hap laughed Stubs hysteri-
cally, 'fif Mrs. Stubs is up yet, she's
got 10 hear of it. I'll give her bit of
my mind. Why did she let me take a
nomination? She told me not, know;
but do believe she told me only to
make me take ito aggravate me in
taking it. IF she had advised me to
! take it, she knows | wouldn't-noth-
ing but contrariness in these women.-
Pts all her falt--it's always her fault
somebody else is continually getting
me into q serape.
"And them" added Stubbs, savage
ly, "when I've done correcting the old
woman, there's got to be spankade.
I'll rouse out every one Of the children.
III spank 'eln till I'm tired, and do a
fathers duty by them. They've been
neglected the whole of this cam
paign, and III begin 10 be paternal,
right OF The reel.
"WelI," continued Stubs, in sof-
tened tore; ''there's always a comfort
for married folks. There's somebody
at home that you can blow up when
you've mind to, and they can't help
themselves. Strangers won't take it
whan you feel sassy: but it is the boun-
den duty of Mrs. Stubs to listen and
not throw things at me. Every body
isn't liable 10 slappage; but it's never
lost upon the little Stub bs's-if it s'nt
due now, they can take on account
All, domestic felicity is one ofthe great
est things that ever was found out, es-
pecially when you're not elected
Home, sweet bome-one can have q
row at home, and it's nobody's bust
ness bat your own.
"There's one thing certain, at
any rate" said Stubbs, on the follow
ing morning, as he poked the newspa-
pers with their election returns, into
The stove; ''I've done with politics.
don't like being called Kangaroo, and
cannabal, and all sorts of hard names.
I've been peppered quite enough for
enc while, in that way. And another
ihing-I'm tired Of forking out for 9th
er peoples amusement. When mans
on the ticet,' as they callit, he is pro
bono publico-the public bone every
thing he's got. Money-oh, yes
money for professions, money for flags,
money for meetings, money for dockey-
ments-money foT misrepresentation
ey, money all the time. But that's not
enough, if you're son the ticket'-you
must work like horse besides-run
round the town, and scamper over the
country get up early go to bed late,
and never get no dinner-have to keep
cold potatoes in your pocket, and eat
'em as you go. Ketch one bad cold
atop of the other bad cold, till you're
as hoarse as the man with an oyster
cart on rainy night. And then you
feel bad yourself about it, you mustn't
let on that you feel bad, but tell whop-
], pers to keep up their spirits. And at