The Somerset herald and farmers' and mechanics' register. [volume] (Somerset, Pa.) 183?-1852, 1845-12-02
From the New Orleans Picayuns.
A
1ancasp 35re0lcantent.

We were the witnesses of ludicrous
incident which occurred in this city few
days since, for relating which we crave
the indulgence of the gentleman directly
concerned-deeming it too good joke 10
be lost.
While sitting at our desk and laboring
assiduously with pen, scissors and paste,
to make out readable paper for our pa
irons, we were suddenly frightened from
our propriety'' by the hasty entrance OF
gentleman, exclaiming-"For Gods
sake help me to see what's the matter!-
I've got some dreadful thing-scorplon or
tarantula- in the leg Of my pantaloons!
Quick-quick-help me y
We instantly rose from our chair, half
frightened ourselves. Our friend had
broken in so suddenly and Unexpectedly
upon us, and was SO wonderfully agitated,
that we knew not whether he was indeed
in his senses or not. We looked at him
with sort of suspicion mixed with dread,
and hardly knew whether to speak with,
or seize and confine him for a madman.
The latter we came near attempting
There he stood quivering and pale, with
one hand tightly grasped upon part of
his pantaloons just in the hollow of the
knee.
whats the matter - at last asked we.
"The matter ~ he exclaimed, ''oh help
me! I've got something here, which just
ran up my leg Some internal scorpion
or lizard, | expect! Oh, ! can't let go;
must hold it. All, there!' he shrieked,
Il felt it move just then! Oh, these pants
without straps! I'll never wear another
pair open, at the bottom as long as | live.
All | feel it again "
"Feel what 2" we inquired, standing at
the same time at respectable distance
from the gentleman; for we had just been
reading our Corpus Christi correspon-
dents letter about snakes, tarantulas, and
lizards, and began to imagine some dead
ly insect or reptile in the leg OF our
friends ''unmentionables," as they are
sometimes called.
81 don't know what it is,' answered
the gentleman; "help me to see what 1t Is.
| was just passing that old pile of rubbish
there in front of your office, and felt II
dart up my leg as quick as lightning, and
it stopped just here, where have my
hand" and he clenched his fist still more
tightly. If it had been the neck of an
anaconda we believe he would have
squeezed it to Jelly.
By this time two or three OF the news
bows had come in; the clerks and packing.
BOYS hearing the outcry, stopped work.
ING. and editors and all hands stood around
the sufferer with looks of mingled sym.
pathy and alarm.
"Bring chair, Fitz," said we, sand le
the gentleman be seated"
"Oh, | can't sit :" said the gentleman
81 can't bend my knee If do 1t viii
bite or sting me; no, can't sit y
"Certainly you can sit," said we; "keeT
your leg straight out, and we'll see wha
you've got
"Well, let me give it one more hare
squeeze; I'll crush it to death, said he
and again he put the force of an iron vlc'
upon the thing. If it had had any life by
this time, this last effort must ave killed
it. He then cautiously seated hlmsel
holding out his leg stiff and straight as
poker. A sharp knife was procured; th'
pants were cut open carefully, making
hole large enough to admit hand; but NJ
discovered nothing. We were all look
ING on in almost breathless silence to set
the monstrous thing whatever 1t might be
each ready to scamper out OF harms way
should it be alive; when suddenly the ger
tleman became more agitated than ever
"Bv heavens!" he exclaimed. sits inside m,
drawers. It's alive-I feel 1t! Quick
| give me the knife again - Another in
cision was made. In went the gentle
mans gloved hand once more, and, 10, OH
came-HIs wIFE's STOCKING!
How the stocking ever got there w
: are unable to say; but there it certainl,
: was; and such laugh as followed, W
: havn't heard for many day. Our friend
we know, has told the joke himself AM
must pardon us for doing so. Tho TIL
! is all about STOCKING, we assure ou
! readers it is no ssYARN.
5 RAILROAD AccIDEYT.-At N. Orleans
on the 5th instant a Frenchman, who's
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