Burlington free press. [volume] (Burlington, Vt.) 1827-1865, 1844-04-26

For "A single moment the Governor felt in
dignant, but recollecling the character OF the
donor, he concluded that some one had play
ed HIM trick E; and walking back to his WIS.,
tier, whom he found waiting with eager ex-
peclation, remarked in cool, indifferent
tone -
Il am much obliged, Mr.. B. for your kind
intention, though your present is no great
rarity here in Boston we can get the same
any day at the Fish Market for two cents
pound
Get il for two cents pound, at the Fish
Market! reared the contounded Council
man, why Governor, there's not another
Salmon, out of water, in New England !
| was not speaking of Salmon replied
the Governor, in the same provokInely calm
tone, merely intended to say that | can
get in the market for that price, better and
ircshcr Pollock than the one which you have
brought me-
'Pollock be darned y screamed Mr.. B.
dye mean to say the fish brought you just
now is Pollock 2
walk this way Mr. b. said the Govern
or, leading the way to the kitchen, and point
ing to the striped sides of the fish, is that
Salmon 2
1t yas when started this morning. said
Mr.. b. in IA low reflective tonc-' and fine
one too, as ever swan in the Merrimack.-
But he continued, turning 1t over, as if to be
sure there was no mistake, but it is a Pol
lock now sure enough
The pride and spirit Of the good old far
mer were completely broken. He felt NOR
tilted and ashamed, he could not bear to look
the Governor in the face, and steadiastly de-
clined all his invitations TO stay and dine
Slowly and mourntully he e-bagged the Pol
lock, and sorrowiuly commenced his home
ward journey. If there was occasion in the
morning to wood up al the numerous tav-
erns on the road. there certainly was now
when returning under such morlily ing cir
cnmstances and when Mr.. B. at last rea he'd
the tavern at Tewksbury, he was just in that
state and frame which he thought demanded
IA strong mug of 'W iIdcr's best 0ip,' and SO
he had it. But while he was drinking it, the
mlschievous hosllrr was again at the bag
Finding the Pollock still there, he Withdrew
it and replaced the Salmon.
Mr.. B. reached home about dark, tired,
vexcd, and--and we must say it, little
drunk AT first he was sulcn and silent.
but at last wcaricd with his wite's ceaselcss
enquiries as to what was the matter, and
why he was so 'cross and snarly like, he
threw lis hat at the Drcssers with such Vi
ocnce and fatal aim that he brought down
the mk-poi, family pitcher and "A small host
of cups, sauccrs and plates. He smiled GRIM
| " AT the havoc he had wrought, and then
turning iiercely TO his as,onished lady de-
mandcd-
'What do yer think That cursed Sal
mon turned into IA Pollock before got to
Buston!'
| mean jist as | say said the Council.
Tor, with dignity,-' an if yer don't believe
me, 90 and look in the bag behind the door.
Mrs. b. hauled ont the bag, cut the string
and shook the contents on the floor. Hri
spouse looked on with much nonchalcncc du-
ring the first part of the operation, but whrr
the Salmon, looking as bale and fresh rs IN
did when placed there in the morning rolled
out and Topped quietly down on the floor
it was too much. 'Darnaron seize the crit.
turf he cried as with one kick Of his heav,
foot he sent the unfortunate fish iuto the bla
zing fire, and then lapng hold of the tong
he punched him, and crowded him down un
der the Goals cXclaiming, as he danced abou
in his frantic efforts
How dye like that, you tarnal crittur
Oh, your nice fish, YOU are, darn ve.-
You're a Salmon IN Dracut, Jm a POlioc'
IN BOstOn.'