Ypsilanti sentinel. [volume] (Ypsilanti, Washtenaw Co., Mich.) 1843-1900, 1845-05-14

carcass. The brutes are about 10 mold a carnival
here tonight. in honor of my emancipation from
The thraldom and restraints of civilization. How
their eyes sparked and flashed green flames. as
they spit aod cIawed a, each other over the bones.
The panther rules the roast down there.
wonder if the puma going to come. | wish he
would. There'II be rare scintillating fireworks
from their eyes should they get 10 ballling. |
suppose should see all the Cat family by the light,
81 ting OH their launches around, connoiseurDg.
That would be funny, for they are softer looking
generation. Look at that pack of wolves setting
off there in the moonlight. How they 6dget and
whine aud lick their chops. They dare not come
nearer! Good for them the sneaking grave.rob-
bers! Those panthers are cleaning their eyes up
this way. Have they scented? Can it be they
suspect? There go the CLEANS shooting up.
What does it mean? Hattie greedy rogue! He
is jumping up at the .t-bts, that hung on limb.
He is welcome to them, if he can get them--if
that'iI satisfy him so far that he won't attempt to
make ,t-bts of me.
Ha ha strange that the quaint song about the
fairies should be buzzing through my brain now.
From the silver tops of the moon touched trees,
Where they swing in their cob-web hammocks high,
And rocked about in the evening hreeze-"
I'D make good-sized courtier for Queen Mab's
Hall of state in the lily's cup"
wonder how the wee people" would fancy
buck-skins. Pm rocked about in the evening
breeze" with vengeance. Il wish had 'cob-
webs" or something stouter in proportion, 10 lash
my hammock" little more securely here.
Curious notions get in body's head! | won
der, il there should be any angels, whether my
rredicament doesn't remind them something of the
young Hebrew they saw in the lions den. three
thousand cycles ago. They pitied him-for they
are said 10 be very compassionate, and mayhap
they I'd pity too, if we're not such an unmItiga-
ted sinner have no hope in that direction, for
have never believed in them; though it ,could be
a comfort now. | have sneered like devils a.
bout this 'harping on their harps." don't believe
in such times as this for repentance-don't think
they would either.
Roar away down there, that's right. Saturns,
liza Of the grsly fiends That's the music for
brave sceptic His religion is to hate and to defy
Poor! Pm getting little cracked. believe, and
sleepy too. TickIIsh place this, to dream--un.
less it is of hugging I'D like to know how high
the Doctor roosts tonight! Poor fellow i am
afraid it's in Abraham's bosom l wonder if he
has Poney with him. Pity he couldn't have had
a bear-steak, with poney, before he wen, think
he'd have gone without murmur then. But they
say milk and honey flows through the streets up
there, no account of bears, though. Sleep bal
my sleep! tired natures sweet-restorer. won
der lifts daylight up in old Kentuck now, and
what they're all doing. That good old man is
trimming grape vines. He has prayed for me
this morning. And the girls wedding flowers,
war rant. And Willie, that glorious boy, with
the seraph struggling through his great eyes, pran-
king! pranking like All elf That's catamoun
mewing; how soft his voice is, butter wouldn'
melt in his mouth. Confound this drowsy fit,
had like to have fallen. This noddng ~ twix
earth and SKY" is rather serious business
than, even in my college days, considered HON
eric mods to be.
But, thank fate, it is the order OF nature thai
day must come, though il does seem to be hun
dred years. And it did Come at last The was
sailers of the night. striped. dotted freckled spot
ted, one aud all, skunk away with mean, guilty
looks, while
1.-THE morn in russell mamie clad,
Walks DER the dew of yon high eastern hill"
The surley panthers, though unwilling to 20
would stop IN iui view under an oak, and LICK
their paws aud look back wistfuIiy. as if they
would have thaGked daylight TO have tarried We
a little while. But 1t would not do. They wer,
nos Joshuas, and the sun would not stand still TO
their convenience, and thanks to him, the coas
was finally clear, and | could now descend il
safety.
A pretty muss they've made Of i, down here
Fur, and blood. and bones! Tha, salient thief di,
get my titbts sure enough. Well it is said there
is such thing as starving possible. suppose
am beginning to feel something like the Fremont
tories. have tasted nothing since daylight yes
terday morning; but they say an empty ston acl
for long wind, and | ain likely to need all thu
wind can raise before can get across this prai
re. Some of the boys will be in sight, though, b,
the time get 10 mouth Of the gorge. 1t caL't b.
they are all scalped, and they must know an
here. Oh yes l shall see them, and what laugl
we'll have comparing roots. | set off down tn
valley, reached the prairie, strained my eyes owe
the desola,e expanse ard not living object was Il
be seen. went to the tree where / left the doc
tor dangling; the wolves had stripped the bones O
the bear, and were still lingering around them
That immortal spear was sticking between tn
ribs, where he had driven it, with no doubt yer,
splenetic vigor. looked around for some trace
Of his bones, but none was to be seen. Great God
il can't be they are not coming. -....t.
i was at that time almost monomaniac, in the BIZ!
temess Of sweeping sceptcism. - LAX.