Wisconsin herald. [volume] (Lancaster, Wis.) 1846-1849, 1846-03-21
VOL. ".
The Unwashed Otheiio.
One night Major P--H-

to dmuSe themselves III LniS MdnEtf.-
A scene from " Othello" was fixed
upon, Othello, by the Colonel. who
in order to look the character, black
ened his face all over with burned
cork belonging to one of the empty
champagne bottles, that stood under
the sideboard.
The night was far spent, when iaay
B-'s coachman, swho waited 70
drive the Colonel home, and who had
made several attempts to get the Coi-
onel away, sent up word that ne
"couldn't keep his horses out any
longer, and if the Colonel didn't come
Immediately, he must drive direct to
s. without him. The latter,
not wishing 10 compromise an old and
valued servant, instantly complied,
and dismissing the carriage at the lodge,
walked up to the house, let himself in
with latch key, and went straight to
bed, quite forgetting that his face was
blackened all over.
In the morning Mrs. c. awoke
and turning round, discovered black
man snoring By her side Too much
frightened to scream, she jumped out
Of bed, rang the bell furiously, and
wound herself in the bed-curtains.
In rushed the lady's maid and house
keeper.
aOh, ma'am what's the matter.
ma'am % cried both in breath.
"Nothing happened to the Colonel,
hope ma'am p said the butler at the
door.
"Hope master amt took with fit,
ma'am ~ pursued the footman, peer
ing over the buffers shoulder.
"Oh ! take it away take it away!
cried Mrs. c., speaking with
great difficulty, and giving herself
another twist in the bed-curtains.
What is it, ma'am ?-what is it p
said the femme de chanabre, frighten-
ed out of his wits.
"Is it in bed, ma'am 20 said the
housekeeper, waddling up to it.
"Kna-a-aw y snored the still slum-
beriDg Othell0.
"ThieYes! Murder!" screamed the
woman, running out again.
"Thieves Murder!' echoed Mrs.
C, applying herself to the bell
du cap0.
"Do.it be alarmed, ma'am,o said
the butler, boiling in, followed by the
footman and groom, armed with what
weapons they could lay their hands on,
"we'll soon secure the rascal. Lads,
mind your heads r'-and with this he
CALAMITY flourished the ColoncPS sabre
which he had appropriated and, sup,
ported by the rest OF the party, ap-
preached the bed.
"Hollo Z" roared the Colonel, start
ing on his " heads antipodes,' for he
had been awakened by the hubbub.
"Murder! help!' vociferated Mrs
c., stamping and jerking down
the bell-pull.
"Help! murder" reiterated the
footman, scrambling out of the room
on all tours, as il he we're acting a
stag-hound in some psychological char
ade.
aHere, Tom Dick Come back
you rascals % cried the bewildered
Colonel, throwing his night-cap after
them. John! you old fool you. get
up! Where's your mistress? If you
don't get up this instant and tell me
the meaning of all this, and who keeps
screaming behind the curtains, here,
I'll fling the bolster at you; viii,
yon old villain Are you all mad 7"
"Bless me is it you, sir ~ said the
butler, rising and rubbing the small of
his back.
Ella! my dear! is it you 2" cried
Mrs. c. eeping.
"Me. to be sure it is Who the
plague should j. be What are you
both laughing at ] What were you all
so frightened fori Did you take me
for the devil ?"
awe did, indeed, sir" said the but
Ter, as soon as he could speak.
Sand no wonder!" cried Mrs.
G., laughing heartily. " What
in the world have you done to your
face, my dear ~
.Face What's the matter with my
face? inquired the Colonel, who had
forgotten all about the previous nights
theatricals.
SHAY, you best know" rejoined the
better half. John bring the Colonel
that glass"
"Eh Oh recollect now" said
the Colonel, looking at himself. Ha !!
ha! hal Ho! no hoi How H.