The Evansville journal. (Evansville, Ind.) 1834-184?, 1846-10-29
From the Spirit of the Times
A LIVE YANKEE" SNORED,, OUT!
BY THE YOUNG 'UN.

You don't? Well, | suppose nOll l.
never yet met the individual who would &C.
knowledge the corn.
Shall tell you of little adventure was
once witness to with ''snoIef?"
The varieties of the genus 'Snorer' is very
extended. There is your qGiet, signing I'M
obstrnsive snorer-wifo always has "a good
time at it, and troubles nobody There is
your wheeling, chuckling, squeaking snorer;
who makes a regular business of it, but who
keeps it all sin the family and, peradven
ture. annoys only the partner of his joys and
SORROWS. There is also your nasll grum-
bier, (who sleeps in the next room!) who
mumbles and grunls and gets over it.
Bat ifthere be under Heaven, any ojiecl
of piry-one that should excite the sympa-
thy of the benevolenily disposed-more
than another, commend me TO your oul-and-
out snoreri
TO appreciate his qualities fully-you
should be faiigued and restless yourself.-
after three days. Journey over humping
bad road, and you shall run athwaTt him,
where the steamboat line connects at late
hour in the hight. You shall retire to one
OF The few cots lefi-which You find stretch
ed in the centre of the cabin for the accom-
mediation of the last comers--lnd after the
dreadful joling you have passed through for
the previous twenty -four OF ioriy-eigat hours
las the case may be, you shall regale your
self, imaginatively, during the process of
undressing) with the prospective enjoyment
which nature sweet restoIer has in reserve
for you!
Your weary head touches the pillow; but
an unusual nervousness troubles you; and
despite your most earnest eude avors, il is
midnight before you can compose yourself
You are al last worn out with tossing and
turning and, though the night is warm, and
The vermn are active, you are determn-
ed TO sleep.
For the last half hour you have been lis
tening 10 what yon imagined distant thunder,
(you are afraid of ghtnng) and al the in
slant you have concluded to resign yours elf
10 the embrace of Morpheus, your eyes sud-
denly agape-wide open-and as your brow
is slightly knitted, you nVolnnarily ask your
self whats hat?'
In reply 10 your inerrogatOry, sort oil
explosion takes place. miniature eruption
of Vesuivus, a blast-'whoo-- of pr
and the sound rolls away in a long drawn,
unearlhly sigh, like the last effort of sufo-
eating man TO recover his breath-and all is
silent again.
In such plight, and at such time some
years ago, remember to have met Yam
kee in the Cabin of crowded canal Packet.
1t was near midnight when he came on
4 E IL,
river steamers. lie was very plain mau,
and had been 'out west so he sad-and
was satisfied to go home again!
The Cabin was crammed, and an 'up
righi' was allotted to hun in the middle Of
the floor, with some others. He was live
Yankee-and occupied considerable time il
undressing, securing his watch, adjusting The
bed-cIo;hes, and caring for his lin,--whct
he slowed away under the pillow. lie final
ly mounted the piece OF furniture, which
some lady-wriIer compares TO leuce rail
covered with two strips of tape, and stretch
ed himself out for the night
For long time he tossed uneasily in hi:
cot, multering 20 himself something aboul
being 'shelved up between heaven and arth
but he finally turned over as supposed
for the last tme-when fellow on his ex
treme right, near the door, who had evident
Iy been getting ready for some minutes
burst out with.
'Are--r ro0--whie-un
Had thunderboll srack the Yankee upoi
the crown, he wouldn't have reached tht
cabin floor quicker, than he did as it was
And there he stood lin his tracks'-his teetl
chalering, his eyes disiended, with boff
hands grasping tie side rail Of his cot
as he yelped out
! 'Hel-lown
'Phop-o-'
'What's hiut?'
The nnconcious sleeper was relieved, mo
mentarily-and he vouchsafed no answer.
The Yankee gazed about the cabin eau
tiousl y-but his acknowledges were al
sound asleep apparently, and the quiet rip
ping of the water against the sides of on
traii boat, was all that now broke the silence
Again he mounted the cot, and al the mo
ment supposed he had at last gone TO th'
land of nod for the night-another
'Ker r-r-clhe '-pkOor burst from
the throat Of the snorer on his right, who hat
now got the steam well up. While the slTan
, ger started up 10 look for the cause-a
Per --swelu--ooh' escape,
the grunter, and our Yankee could contain
himself no longer. With one bound b
sprang TO The floor with
; 'ilel-loD-l say
'Ah-peoo!'
] Thunder and earthquakes!'
'Wot is il?'
'Ar-ker-k -sloo-oo-'
'Donth
'Tchoo-'