American Republican and Baltimore daily clipper. [volume] (Baltimore, Md.) 1844-1846, 1845-07-10

one fellow that kept within the circumference
| of the circle. He seemed to be a sort Of cap
tain or leader of the band, or rather he acted
as the coroner for the inquisition that was sum-
moned to sit on and eat up my body. lie gded
round and about and would every now and
! then stop and touch his nose against some OF
! his comrades, and seemed to consult or give
| instructions as to the time or mode of opera
! tons. Occasionally he would skull himself
! towards me, and examine the condition OF my
! flesh, and then again glide back and rejoin the
troop, and flap his tail and have another confa-
bulaton. The old rascal had, no doubt, been
out in the highways and byways, and collected
this company of his friends and kin fish, and
invited them to supper | must confess that
horribly as felt, / could not help but think OF
tea party Of demure old maids, sitting in a
solemn circle, with their skinny hands in their
laps, licking their expecting lips, while their
hostess bustles about in the important functions
/ Of her preparations. With what an eye have
| seen such appurtenances of humanity survey
the location and adjustment of some especial
condiment, which is about to be submitted to
criticism and consumption.
My sensations began now to be most exquj-
site indeed; but | will not attempt to describe
them. | was neither hot nor cold, frightened
nor composed; but had a combination of all
kinds of feelings and emotions. The present,
past, future, heaven, earth, my father and mo-
Their, a little girl | knew noe, and the sharks,
were all contusedly mixed up together, and
swelled my crazy brain almost to bursting. |
cried and laughed, and shoGted and screamed
for Tim Titus. In a fit of most wise madness,
! opened my broad-bladed fshng-knifc, and
waved it around my head with an air Of def
ance. AS the tide continued to rise, my extra
Vagance Of madness mounted. AT one time |
became persuaded that nay tide-waitors were
reasonable beings, who might be talked into
mercy and humanity, if a body only could hit
upon the right text. So bowed and gestcu-
lated, and threw out my hands, aud talked to
them as friends and brothers, members of my
family, cousins, uncles, aunts, people waiting
to have their bills paid. scolded them as my
servants, abused them as duns: implored
them as jurymen, sitting on the question of my
life; congratulated and aattered them as my
comrades upon some glorious enterprise. | sang
and ranted to them, now as an acter in play
house, and now as an elder in camp-meeting,
in one moment roaring
con the cold finty rock will lay down my head;''
and in the next, giving out to my attentive
hearers, for singing, hymn of DR.. Watts, ad-
mlrably appropriate to the OCCASION
con slippery rocks 1 see them stand,
While fiery pillows roll below"
ala! ha! ha!''-and broke out in fit of
most horrible laughter, as thought of the
mince- particles of my aoerated Jacket.
In the meantime the water had got well up
towards my shoulders, and while was shaking
| tpip
felt the cold nose of the captain of the band
snnbbing against my side Desperately, and
without any definite object, struck at one OF
his eyes, and by some singular fortune, cut it
out clean from the socket. The shark dGrted
back and halted. In an instant hope and rea-
son came to my relief, and it occurred to me
that If | could only blind the monster | might
yet escape. Accordingly stood ready fer the
next attack. The loss Of an eye did not seem
to effect him much, for after shaking his head
once or twice, he came up ta me again; and
when he was about half an inch off, turned his
back. This was the critical moment. With
more unaccountable presence of mind, | laid
hold of his nose with my left hand, and with
my right scoped out the remaining organ of
vision. He opened his big mouth, and champ
ed his long teeth at me in despair. Bot it was
all over with him. | raised my right foot and
gave him hard shove, and he gded off in
deep water, and went to the bottom.
| Well, gentlemen, suppose you'd think it a
hard story, but it's none the less a fact, that |
served every remaining one of those nineteen
sharks in the same fashion. They all came up
to me, one by one, regularly and in order, and
scooped their eyes out, and gave them a
shove, and they went off into deep water, just
like so many lambs. By the time had scoop
ed out and blinded couple of dozen of them,
they began to seem so scarce that thought |
would swim for the island, and fight the rest
for fun on the way; but just then, Tim Titus
hove in sight, and it had got to be almost dark,
and concluded TO get on board and rest myself.
BEACON RACE CoURsE-Great Foot Match
aud Hurdle Race. On Monday afternoon two
exciting matches came off over the Beacon
course, of which the New York Morning News
gives the following account:
The Five Mile Foot race came off first, for
purse of S400-S75 to the second in the race.
The following pedestrians came up to the
scratch, and toed the mark for the statt:-Wm
Barlow, VIM. Jackson, the American Deer,
the lroquois Indian, G. Desmond, VIM. Fowle,
Peter Hutchinson, and E. Kennedy.
AT the word, off they started, the Deer dart
ing ahead like the fleet and beautiful animal
after which he was named-the Indian follow
ed close on his heels up the first quarter, but
fell off trife on the half; Barlow followed
him close, and Desmond and Fowle went on
behind. They came in as follows: Jackson,
Barlow, DESMOND, Fowle, and Hutchinson,
the three first named a short distance apart
1t was evident that the Indian and Barlow
would not stand out the race. Kennedy stop
ped. Time, 4.55.
The second mile the Deer gained tremen-
dously upon his competitors, and came in at a
rattling pace, nearly half quarter ahead
Desmond next, Indian next, Fowle and Hutch
inson next. The Deer ran splendidly and
looked very fresh, but the Indian gave evidence