Wisconsin herald, and Grant County advertiser. [volume] (Lancaster, Wis.) 1844-1845, 1845-02-08

AN ORIGINAL.

eastern part of Massachusetts for the
Green Mountains of Vermont. While
travelling through the town of New
Salem his road lcdinto apiece ofwoods,
some few miles in length, and long be-
fore he got out Of which lie began 10
entertain doubts whether he should DO
blcst with the sight Of human habita-
ton, but, as all things must have an
end, so at last the woods, and the neat a
brown house of a farmer greeted his
vision. Near the road was a tall, raw
boned, overgrown, lantern, jawed boy, !
probably seventeen years of age, Dig
ing potatoes. He was curious figure
to behold. What was lacking in the
length Of his two brooches was amply
made up behind; his suspenders appear
cd to be composed of birch bark. grape
vine and sheopskin; and as for his hat.
which was Of dingy white felt, poor
thing! it had once evidently seen bet
ter days, but now, alas, it was the shad-
ow OF its glory. Whether The tenn
pest of time had beaten the top IN. or
the lads expanding genius had burst it
out, it was missing, and through the
aperture rcd hair in abundance stood
six ways for Sunday. In short, tie
was one of the toughest specimens of
domestic manufacture that ever mortal
bchcld. Our travelling friend, feeling
an itching to scrapc an acquaintance
with the criituro, drew up the rcins OF
his horse and began:
Halo, my friend can you inform
me how far it is TO the mex, housed"
Jonathan started up, leaned on his
hoe handle, rested one Of the gambrcl
on his sinister leg, and replied:
Halo yourself! how'd dew! Well,
| jcs can. faint near so far rs it used
to be aiorc they cut the woods, away;
then twas generally rcckoned four
miles, but the sun shrivels up the road.
and don't make morn'n tcw. The FIRST
house you como to, though, is II barn,
and the next is haystack, but old
iioskin's house is on beyant. You'll
be sure TO meet his gals long alore jou
get there; tarnal rompin critters, they
plague our folks more'n little. His
sheep get into our pasture every day,
ard lis girls in our orchard. Dad sets
the dogs artcr the sheep and me artcr
the girls The way We make the wool
and pcttcoats ny is sin to snakes
" sec you are inclined to be face
tious, young man pray tell me how il
happens that one of your leg, is shorter
than the other"
81 never lows any body TO mcddlc
with my grass tanglcrs,mister; but seen
its you, I'll tell yc. Twas born so ut
my ticker request, so that when ! hold
plough ] can go with one foot in the
fnrrcr and t'othcr on land, and not Iop
over; besides, il is very convenient
when noes round side hill"
avery good, indeed; how do your
potatoes come on this year?o
They don't como at all, dig en-
out and there's an everlasting snarl of
en- in each HILL"
"But they are small perceive"
eyes know it; you see we planted
some whoppin' blue noses over in that
'crc patch there. and they hourishcd so
all-dredly that these 'crc stopt CROWN
just out oil spite, cause they knowod
they couldn't begin to kccpup."
"You appcorto bcprctty smart,and
! should think you could afford. a bet
ter hat than the one you wear"
"Thc looks Amt nothing; it's all i'll
the behavior; this ere hat was my Sun
day 80 TO meeting hat, and it's just as
chock full Of picty MS a dog is full Of
1cas. I've got a better one to hum,
but don't dig tatcrs in itnow no how"
"You have been in these Parts some
time, | should guess
IL guess so tcw. ! was born and
got my bro'Iin up in tia. ere house, but
my native place is down in Pordunk."
Then you said it was almost three
and half miles TO the ncxts housc?'
ayes, sir it was spcllago; aud ] don't
believe it's grown much shorter SINCE"
"Much obliged. Good bye"
"Good bye TO ye; that's darn slick
horse OF your'n."
There, reader; there is a Jonathan
for you of the first water. You don't
find bis equal every where.
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BUoNAPAarE's HEART.--When Buo-
nanarfe died AT 81 Helena IL ia ,voli