Burlington free press. [volume] (Burlington, Vt.) 1827-1865, 1846-12-04

rrIl md carried a n,ir IF tirst-ratc spectacles on
his forehead. and n tremendous c%hronomcter in
his fob. rather than doubt which precious possess
sion. he would have believed in a conspiracy
,r,inst on the mari of all the clocks and watches
Il, thn ci,v and evon of the very Sun itself.
such ne no was. such he had been in the shop
and porlor behind the little midshipman. for
vnnrs mon wears roinr regularly aloft to bed
every nigbt in a howlinr parrct remote from the
loircrs. where. when gentlemen of England who
lived hollow ,t o,s, had little or no idea. of the
st,tc If tbe weather. il often blew creat runs.
II il half nast five o'clock. and an autumn af-
,crnoon. when the reader and Solomon ellis be-
como ACQUAINTED. Solomon ellis is in the act
or snoinu what fine i, is bv the unimpeachable
cbro,orno,or Tho usrol daily clearance has
been making in the CITY for an hour or more and
Tho bum,n lido is sill rolling westward. .The
stroc,s have ,hinned., AS Mr.. ellis saws. very
much II tbreo,ens to be wet tonight. All
the wcathcr-rlasscs in the shop are in low spi-
rits. and tn, rain already shines upon the cooked
hat of the wooden midshipman.
Where's Walter, | wonder : said solomon
Gills, after he had carefully put up the chro-
nometer again. Here's dinner been ready half
an hour. and no Walter =
Turning round upon his stool behind the count
err. Mr.. ellis looked out among the instruments
in the window, to see if his nephew might be
crossing the road No. lie was not among the
bohbing umbrel las, and he certainly was not the
newspaper boy in the ollskin cap who was slow
ly working his way along the piece of brass out
side, writing his name over Mr.. Gills's name
with his ioreiinger.
III | didn't know he was too fond of me to
make a run otit, and go and enter himself aboard
snip against my wishes, ! should begin to be
tdgitv. said Mr.. ellis. tapping wo or three
weather glasses with his knuckles. Il really
should. All in the Downs, ell ! Lots Of mois-
ture Well its wanted
Il b7,ieye. said Mr.. ellis, blowing the dust
OIL the glass top of Il compass case. that you
don point more direct and due 10 the back par
lor than the boy inclination does alterall. Aud
the p1rior couldn't bear straiglter either. Due
North. Not the twentieth part of a point either
way
'Halloa, uncle Sol !
II tIloa, my boy /! cried the instrument Maker
turning briskIy round. What you are here,
are you!
AcheeriuI looking. merry hoy fresh with run
nlnT mono III the ram ialr-iaced, Drisht-eyeu'
and curly-haIred.
wen, uncle, how have you got on without
me all day ! Is dinner ready I'm so hungry.
A'to getung on said solomon good naln-
rcdly, 1t would BE- odd II couldnt get on wi'Il-
out a young dog ike you a great deal better than
with You. As to dinner beng ready, ITS been
ready this l%ail-four and waiting for you. Asto
being hungry, lam:
Come along then, uncle ! cried the boy
Hurrah for the admiral I!
'ConIound the admiral = returned solomon
Gills. iou mean the Lord Mayor!
No | doE't " cried the boy. 'llurrah for the
admiral. lIurrah for the admiral Forward !
At this word of command. the Welsh wig and
lis wearer were borne without resistance into tn,
back parlor, as at the head of a boarding party o
five hundred men and uncle Sol and his nephew
were speedily engaged on a fried sole with a
prospect of steak to follow.
The Lord Mayor, Wally.' said Solomon, fol
ever f! No more admirals. The Lord Mayor
yogr admiral
'Ol, Is he though ! said the boy shaking IN
head. why, the Sword Bearers better thai
Nun, tie draws ms sword sometimes: =.
ana a pretty ngurc ne cuts WIN II LOT III
pans, returned the uncle. Listen TO me
Nallv, listen to me. Look on the mantel-shelt
Why, who has cooked my silver mug u
there, on a nail!
Il have said his uncle. No more mug
now. We must begin to drink out of glasses I
day. Walter. We are men of business. w
belong to the city. We started in life thi
morning.
well. Uncle said the boy, " I'll drink out c
ANYTHING Won like. so lone as can drink to vou
Here's to Won. Uncle Sol and hurrah for the
Lord Navor" ;p,orrun,nd tho old man
For the Lord Mayor. Sberiff.. Commo
Council, and Livery said the boy. Long lif
to EN-!
Inc Uncle nodded his head with great salts
lactlon; Ana now he SAID, lets hear some
thlng about the Firm
oh tlercs not much to be told about tn
flrm' oncle' sad the boy, plying his knife an
iorK' HSa precious dark SCI OF oihces, ana
me room where SIT tleres high lender ana "A
ron safe, ana some cards about ships that al
gong 10 SAIL ana an almanac and some desk
ana Stools ana an inkpootle' and some books, al
u some boxes, and a lot OF coowebs, and in one
en- lnst over my head, a shriveled-uP blue-bott
: that looks as II 1t had hung there ever SO long
Nothing else ! SAID the Uncle.
: No, nothing else, except an old bird-cage
/, wonder how that ever came there } and a Goa
= %scuttle.'
! No bankers books, or cheque books or bill
:, or such tokens Of wealth rolling in from day
day p! said old Sol, looking wistiully at h
/, nephew out OF the fog that always seemed
hang about him, and laying an unctuous emph;
k SIS upon the words
lie vi yes plenty vi ,hi''i suppose ic'uln'
us ncPheW careie9siy p"t az 'na' so.'
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