Wilmington journal. [volume] (Wilmington, N.C.) 1844-1895, 1847-01-22

then that the benefits of invasion will be felt
by all parties All this bears a wonderful in
terest. Tampico, during the war, is destined
by it's position to be the depot and general
quarters of aggression; in peace, let its solu
ton be what it may, it is key to Mexico,
and security which it might be imprudent to
give await is, or might become, the Glib
raltar of the Gulf of Mexico Let the people
and the Government of the United States re-
fleet over this.
The Trials and Tribulatio,as of Printers
DeUI.-At the late anniversary celebration of
the Washington Typographical Society, a
number OF admirable speeches were made, and
among them, the following, by G. B. Wallis,
a congressional reporter:
Mr.. Observation-Disclosures Ihave nothing
to say. lsuppose, though, the requisition TO |
say something is imperative Gentlemen, am
one OF you; if the trials of printers devil and
the hardships and the vicissitudes OF a journey
man printers adventures are the test Many |
OF you are acquainted with the outline of my
career from the time that was apprentice to
the late Jonathan Elliot, of this city, (peace to
his soul,) who was famliarly known in his
office by the euphonious Specification Of "Old
Bomb" l see before me felow-apprentice
\NAI'' DoAllCI Will 'OIu DOHlU, ndu
been the devil, daughter and Daniel succeed
ed in the dignties of that Office. He knows,
and know, and we cannot forget the peculia-
rites of printers apprentices life, if our own
are to be taken as the standard. -"Old Bomb"
of summer evenings, gave us our supper un-
der the arbor of an Isabella vine in his garden,
but the fruits of the vine were interdicted to
us, and our evening meal uniformly consisted
of certain broiled specimens constituting a dish
of red behring's. And am here reminded of
of most singular coincidence. We all know,
and Daniel, you know and / know, and Mr.
President and Mr.. Richie, you know, that
| from time immemorial the devil has been as
ISOLATED with our craft From the tradition
of the Devil and DR.. Faustus down, our an
eient ally, the devil, has been an appendage
of a printing office, inevitable and memorable.
The Justice of the association is another oues-
| tion-the fact is SO. And then, too, YOU all
recollect, or ought to recollect, the incident in
Scripture history where the devils, by the d.
vine command Of our Savior, were expelled
from certain individuals, and, taking refuge in
drove of hogs, impelled them and propel-
| led them down the mountain declivitv and
through the chaparrals [laughterl into the
waves of the sea. Well, now, | know not
why our good cold Bomb" persisted in feed
ing his devils on behring's, unless he believed
that the whole tribe were descended from those
thus driven into the sea, and concluded that
they must have acquired as matter of course,
a taste for salt fish. General laughter.
But again, my brethren, when contemplate
you in the aggregate as journeymen, cannot
but reflect with pride that |, too, am printer ;
that have known something of a printers
chequered career, and have experienced some
thing of the facility and the good grace with
which printer adapts himself to the exigen-
cies of his case; daughter j and so, it may not
be amiss to detail little circumstance of
tramp of mine through Pennsylvania-a bona
fde tramp-a journey of 600 miles to Column
bus, Ohio, undertaken on foot, with finances
on hand amounting to the extraordinary sum
total of So IS, [aughter.l But got several
fat Jobs on the way, and at the end of my
journey had a surplus in hand of seven dollars
and fifty cents. Laughter IA voice-that
surpasses Beau Hickmanl
Mr.. President. 1t was an autumn day, and
the evening sun was shining aslant the noun
tains; there was cold grayness in the sky,
tinkling of the cowbells here and there along
the hills. There was something in the sad
ness and loneliness of the scene in harmony
with the desolation of the lonely travellers
thoughts. The sun was setting, when your
narrator deserted house OF entertainment on
the way side, promising, from the roofs OF
comfort about it, good fare, and pleasant
rest for the night. The landlord, sturdy
German, sat in his porch, smoking his meer-
chdum, and with his feet thrown forward up.
on the railing, displayed the broad foundations
: of pair of brogans, studded with nails, and
the heeltaps upon them shi,ing like two new
: moons emerging over the horizon. Mr. w
: then went on to relate the suspicious of the
landlord, and his failure to guess the occupa-
ton of his applicant for 60 supper and lodg-
: ings" Said the worthy host: 'You ain
no dentist, nor knenolojus, (phrenologist,) mol
pook achent, nor chenteel shoemaker; well
then, vat in ter tifel are you" can humble
disciple of Faust, professor of the art preser
vative of all arts, the typographical art thai
: is, the black art, SIR Volts dat for God:
sake, vot is dat ~ "A printer, sir, mar
that prints books and newspapers 60 A
brinter," echoed the German, reaching out hi:
hand, "a man vot brints pooks and nooseba
: bers, hey Chakop, take the gentleman.
: pack off; Chon, puild up goot fire. Vail
: in, sir :; walk in. Sally put the kittle on, ant
Well all take tea" [Great laughter.] &"
brinter, hey--I wish may be tam, if didn'
think you vos a tailor"