Wheeling times and advertiser. [volume] (Wheeling, Va. [W. Va.]) 1839-1849, 1846-02-11
From the Nee Orleans Deitd.
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ITle prisoner at the extreme LET, Of the dock
IN the Recorder Office, ON Friday morning. at
tracted ou attention., He was dressed Ia q
blue jacket, all tar and tst,ers. His spacious
cunyass trowscrs would make sails Tor a de.
cent sized shallop. and his hat, which covered
the cap OF his knee instead OF his head, was
glazed, l~ow-crowned, narrow .brincd one such
as one sometimes sees in prints on big headed
men in .ca;icature shops. His elbows rested
on his knees. and his lace rested IN MS brown-
stained hands. lie was evidently chaw ing
the rud Of bitter ian,ies. and a. evidently.
Judging irom the promonihory IA his jaw aud
the quantity OF hocolatc-color saliva which
he ever aud anon emitted from his lips, he was
chewing his tobacco quid. lie rocked himself
To and iro AS II attempting TO Great. IN his
mimi tie allusion that he was in his berth IN
the iorscsstle. After looking at him tor some
tune, we could not help mentally eNclaiming
with Campbell
Poor child Of danger, %nurslins Of the storm.
Ssd sic the woes that wreck thy manly form.
Rocks, waves ond winds thy shattered bark
delay.
Toy heart is sad, thy home is FAR away"
We waited until disposition was made Of
the prisoners QUO By one. anxious 10 know
something ot the sailor ashore.
~Ourcunosity was graiiGed by the Recorder
calling out, William Jones, alias Blue Jacket
Bill
AYE, ave. sir" said he in the blue round
about, standing up with his legs lar a
part, reno, Ing at the samc times the dcpos-
ties, or, IN other words, by making a propel-
ling power OF his tongue. changing his quid
from Que jaw To- the other. end looking round
a II thu bell for his watch had been tollcd,
nnd he felt unable 10 lud the helm.
"Whut is YOUR name said the Recorder.
"Why Jones, Bill Jones. is my name, Cap
in" said But Nance-my Nsnce-used 10
call me Blue Jacket Bill. and the name has
stuck TO me ever sincr. Oh on course your
honor didn't know Mace: bu, Holy Borcas
II you did, Why. look you, skipper, she was
rs trim and well built figure head as ever
laid her lips TO the h%aichway Of a fellows
lace. Poor Nance she cast her anchor long
ago IN my heart and nothing has ever been
able TO spring il since. But never mind,
Reconder-"Tha, will do, Mr.. Jones. |
have nots doubt bat the story Of your love for
Nance ia very romantic one, and would prove
a. entertaining as il j. romantic, but | have
not time TO listen 10 il low. | should like
10 hear YOU explain though how II was you
was found drunk OF the Levcc. unable 10 tell
your name or 10 iind YOUR ship.
Commodore" said Bill, e~xpcctonting a.
much of the juice OF the weed on the floor rs
would drown a mouse, and giving his head a
shake, which indicated that the task proposed
was more than h. could accomplish-"Com-
modore." said he, Its devilish hard for a
man to tell his rcckonin' without n quadrant,
or to tell how he heads without, a compass. |
had neither last night. was besides per
iectly water-loggej, and could not make sail
n . was 10 b. d. ] was TO get a dozen
with a ropes end for it
Recorder-"Do YOU remember how you be-
came So"
why, Commodorc. the fact is | took a
cruise into the city last evcning. | met with
a couple of old shipma,cs, and we BEGAN to.
is!i6w 2's sT,d the Ios.eook o, our lives. Every
hi. yoysse, telling Of the gales fe kadn WITH.
stood and the adsers. winds hc had encoun-
tered. The grog Of course circulated freely.
lsrass ssapS that bal composed ole night on
ing with Nance. with the chorus of.gNy
Nance isa ornit, Ia sail with in all weatbers.,
and Ned Knox sung Ben Bleczc.'"
hecorder-"l care not TO hear what wa.
sung; J ask II you can account for being IN the
CONDITION IN which you were found by the
watchman3" 80
I'm dcud ahead for tina, point now, Com
hionore. said Bill, 'snd mran To come to IL
without making another tack. Then YOU see
your honor, said Bill, "afier the yarns we've
oil spun, and the songs were all sung. and th,.
groR was all done, ] pu, about my helm. Law
Wen up to the wind, snd made sail for nv
snip. hadn't gone far, however, when | ran
on some cursed unseen breaker or another,
ana uhefe ! hay. suppose. when our wreckers
he "a'chman) came along and laid me up
Tor the night. My ship leaves port TODAY,
your nonor, and II you let me out, NJ as togo,
aooSrd IN time, ] have some shot still left in
Ihe locker and will pay any salvage or dock
dues That NAV be demanded
Inc Recorder fading Blue Jacket Bill an
honest and intelligent fellow, who. from mo.
yves OF sQclability, and it being New Year.
high'' had heaved his lead a little deep, le,
nm go on paying Jail fees. Bill. after paving
his Que dollar and thirty.seven cents, clapped
LIZ Inlie glazed hat on his head. wishing the
ms honor might never get apround n, he lid
"a wish altogether superfaous. as his homo,
- lnstnctiyely a teetotaller.