Sunbury American and Shamokin journal. [volume] (Sunbury, Northumberland Co., Pa.) 1840-1848, 1846-11-28

ticur, would yo1 be SO please as to come some
ozer time an chanie for our satisfaction. We
are 70 much ob!ige for you sing now s,t we DO
not know how to express myself. nois we do
not desire 10 put you to too much exertor.
an 90 you will be please not sing any more
present. have one little baby-zat is my
wife have one little baby--and he cry ware
mooze all 1e time; he just 4 now 60 to sleep
and il he wake up zen sail no 60 to sleep
any more tonight
Pm much obliged to you for you compliments
old fellow, but I'm not singing to oblige you.
but to oblige myself, and to oblige that lady in
her shirt there--I mean that gentleman in his
shirt An as for your baby, sir, or your wife's
baby. d-n the baby What do you s'spose
care about dirty y.nosed little brat, sir! Letit
cry and be d--d. Spank it, sir! spank it,
Rap! rap! went watchman'sc club at q neigh.
Dor ng street corner. anc Immediately after three
windows were heard 10 open. and three male
voices and one female voice cry 'Watchr in
different keys
Good night, good night, my dearest,
How fast the moments hy;
'Tis time to part, thou nearest
That hateful watchman's cry.
Past twelve O'Clock Good night
chaun,ed the musical genius in rich voice.
Watch ! bawled the tenor.
.Watch y cried the bass voice.
Watch = piped the falsetto.
sWatchunan y echoed the Frenchman du.
ring the songster was favoring the company
with the second verso of Moore's melody, and
the ws,chman was rapidly approaching the
spot.
Whats the row !, per,inen,ly enqni,ed the
wa,chmon.
why said the bass voice. that ERE fellows
disturbin' of the whole heigborhood with 'is
singin,.'
THAT he il, said the tenor And has been
doing it for an hour! pretty set of watch.
men we've got to be snre'
.Et you cay onythin' agin the watchm.n you
msy tote him off yourself. for wont said the
watchman with commendable esprit du corps.
.Oh, do take him away ? cried the tenor
I've been sick for a week, and shan't sleep
a wink to night if he keeps gon' on in that
way
For mercy's cake, put him in in the Gala.
bose, watchman!' exclaimed the female in the
cotton nightcap.
Then fare thee well, my own dear love,
This world has now Tor us
No greater grief. no pain above
The pain OF parting thus, dear love
The pain of parting thus
sang the persevcrug musician. spreading his
legs very wide apart, and with his hand on his
heart, extending his head towards the lady.
Come, let's have no more o. that old feller.
said the wa,chmap. 'Well just take a small
standardization together, my nightingale, for
these ere peuple seems to believe as you're no
more nusica! than turkey and he linked
his arm is his new friends.
.Ah, ha, Monsieur Amateur. You sing ano'
zer song tomorrow when you be bring before
the Recorder-he make a you sing upon de
ozer side of your mouse Ha ha You dsn
my little baby-by dam dam you too. an to-
morrow sail GO appear an make a complaint
9 against you-Gam if don't'
! Go to the d--l, old fellow, said the musicS
: man, 'and let watchman and me fight our ow'
bat,les, and away they started down the stree
: the wstchtnan' companion roaring out the til s
!. song of Bulwer's, beginning
..In a box of the stone jug, was born-
Fake away.
OF hempen widow the kid forlorn'
IN Nix, my dolly pals Fake away
Nix my dolly pals Fake away
,e The last faint sounds Of the inebrIats's vo'c
ri died away and quiet resumed its way.
AGEM-We never read the following witt
ou, feeling twenty per cent improved by it:
i, Two nsighbors met one of.hem was exce'
dinghy rich. the other In molsrs's circums's'
ces. The latter began to congratulate the 'o'
8, mer Of his great possessions; and the h'Pp'ne'
he must enjoy. and ended it with contrasting
M with his own condition.
NV Friend said the rich man, will you
w low me TO ask one question?
Certainly sir.