Litchfield enquirer. [volume] (Litchfield, Conn.) 1829-current, 1847-03-18
A MELTING STORY,

CT In the Ofeen mountain stale was about
closing his door for the night, and while
standing in the snow outside, putting up the
window shutters, saw through the glass
lounging, worthless fellow within grab
pound Of fresh butter from the shetland con-
ceal it in his hat.
The act was no sooner detected than the
revenge was hit upon, and very few min
utes found the Green Mountain store keeper
at once INDUCING his appetite for fun to the
fullest extent, and paying of the thief with
faeetious sort of torture, for which he
should have gained a premium from the old
inquistion.
Il say Seth p said the store keeper, COM
ing in and closing the door after him, slap
ping his hand over his shoulders and SIAM
ping the snow off his feet.
Seth had his hand on the door, his hat
upon his head and the roll or butter in his
hat, anxious IL make his exit as soon as pos
sihle.
Il say Seth, sit down. reckon, now on
such an e-tar>nal night as this leetle
somelhn' wouldn't hurt fellow
Seth felt very uncertain-he had the but
ter, and was exceedingly anxious to be off,
but the temptation of something warm sad
ly in,erfered with his resolution to go. This
hesitation, however, was soon settled by the
right owner of the butter taking Seth by
the shoulders and planting him in seat
close to the stove, waere he was in such a
manner cornered in by the boxes and barrels
that while the grocer sat before him there
was no possibility of getting out, and light
in this very rlace sure enough the Store
keeper sat down.
Seth, we'll have a it'll. warm Santa
Cruz said The Green Mountain grocer-so
he opeted the stove door, and stuffed in as
many sticks as the space would admit
without i, you'd freeze going home such
night as this
Seth already felt the butter setting down
closer 10 his hair, and he jumped up dcclar-
ing he must so.
Not till you have had something warm,
Selh-Seth. come, 1'ye got story 10 tell
you too, sit down now ) and Seth was again
pushed into his seat by his cunning tormen-
ter.
oh it's tn iarned no. here,' said the
petty thief attempting 10 rise.
Set down-don't be in such a p!aguy
hurry retoI,ed the grocer, pushing him
back in his chair.
But I've got the COWS to fodder, and some
wood 10 split, and must be goin,' said the
prosecuted chap.
'Bur you musn't tear yourself away Seth,
in this manner. 81, down, let the cows
take care of themselves, and keep Yourself
cool-you appear to be little Gdgety,' Said
the roguish grocer with wicked leer.
The next thing was the production oftwo
smoking glasses Of hot rum toddy, the
very sight OF which in Selh's present silua-
ton, would have made the hair stand erect
upon his head, had it not been we'll oiled
and kept down ~ the butter.
Seth, pll give you toast now, and you
can butter ityourself,' said the grocer with
an air Of such consunmate simplicity that
poor Seth believed himself unsuspected.-
Seth here's-hcre's a Christmas goose
| oil cd Nd oh l toll IDS
the greatest eating in creation. Aud Seth;
don't you never use hogs fat or common
cooking butter to haste it with-come take
your bulter-I mean, Seth take your toddy.'
| Poor Seth now began 10 smoke, as well
as melt, and his mouth was hermetrically
sealed up as though he had been born dumb.
Streak after streak Of the butter came pour
ing from under his hat, and his handker>
chief was already soaked with the greasy
overflow. Talking away as if nothing was
the matter, the grocer kept s,ufing the wood
into the stove, while poor Seth sal bolt up
right, with his back against the connler
and his knees almest touching the red hot
furnace before.
'Plagucy cold night this,' said the grocer
Why Seth, you seem to perspire as il
you were warm! Why don't you take
your hat off! Here let me put your hat
awayn
'No' exclaimed poor Seth, a, last. with
a spasmodic effort to get his tongue loose,
clapping both his hands upon his ha:. No,
| must go-let me out amt well-lel
me GO
A greasy cataract was now pouring down
the poor fellows face and neck, and soaking
Into his clothes, and uickling down his body
in his very boots, 50 that he was literally
n perfect bath Of oil.
swell, good night, Seth said the harmo-
NOUS Vcrmonter, if you will go " and ad.
ding as he darted out Of the door. say
Seth, reckon the fun I've had out of you
is worth q ninepence, 90 shan't charge