The examiner. [volume] (Louisville, Ky.) 1847-1849, 1847-10-23

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Mr.. Toodle, eindery and swsrt, was re-
f,s.h;ne himself with tea. in the bosom oil
his fsn,ly. Mr.. Toodle had only three
.,,oes of existence. lie was either taking
re(Ieshment in the bosom Just mentioned, or
he was tearing through the country at from
twenty-five TO fifty miles an hour, or he
was sleeping after his laligues. lie was al
wavs in whirlwind or calm, and a
peaceabie easy. going man MIR. Toodle was IN
e;,ber state. who seemed to have made over
all his own inheritance Of Tuning and lret.
ting to the engines with which he was con.
nected, which painted, and gasPed, and
cbafed, and wore themselves oul, in most
unsparing manner. while Mr.. Toodle led a
| mild and equitable life. ''Polly, my gal,
said MIR. TcodIe, with young loodle on
each knee. and two more making tea Tor
him, and plenty more scattered about-Mr.
Toodle was never out Of children, but al
WAYS kept good supply on handy on
ant seen our Biler lately, have your
"No," replied Polly "bu, he's almost Ger.
tain to look in tonight. It's his right even.
ing, and he's very regular" 81 suppose,
said Mr.. Toodle. relishing his meal infin.
Iitely, ''as our Biler is doin' now as well
as boy can do, oh, Polly| ooh! he's
a doing beautiful = responded Polly. HE
ant got to be at all secretlike--has he
Polly ?" inquired MIR. Toodle. mo,
said Mrs. Toodle, plumply. "I'm glad he
ant got to be at all secretlike, Polly, Oh
served Mr.. Toodle, in his slow and meas
ured way, and shovelling in his bread ant
butter with clasp-knife, as if he were sto
king himself, ..becanse that don't look well
do il, Polly?" "Why. of course it don't
father. How can you ask J" 'You see
my boys and gals" said Mr.. Toodle, look
ing round upon his family, "wotever you're
up to in an honest way, it's my opinion al
you can't do better than be open. If yor
find yourselves in cuttings or in tunnels
don't you play no secret games. Keel
your whistles going, and let's know where
you are" The rising Toodles set up 4
shrill murmur. expressive Of their resolution
to profit by the paternal advice. "Bu
what makes you say this along OF Rob
father Z" asked his wife. "Polly, ole
'ooman," said Mr.. Toodle, 81 don't know
as said it partickler along O Rob, lin
sure. | starts light with Rob only; comes
to branch; takes on what | finds there
and whole train Of ideas gets coupled or
to him, alore knows where am, or where
they comes from. What a Junction q
mans thoughts is" said MIR. Toodle, etc
be sure" This profound reflection Mr.
Toodle washed down with pint mug Of
tea, and proceeded to solidify with greal
weight Of bread and butter; charging his
young daughters meanwhile TO keep plenty
of hot water in the pot, as he was uncom.
mon dry, and should take the indefinite
quantity of "a sight Of mugs" before his
thirst was appeased. In satisfying himself,
however, MIR. Toodle was not regardless Of
the younger branches about him, who, al.
though they had made their own evening re-
past, were on the lookout for irregular NOR
sells, as possessing relish. These he dis
tributed now and then TO the e1pectant cir
Gle, by holding out great wedges Of bread
and butter, to be bitten at by the family in
lawful succession, and by serving out small
doses of tea in like manner with a spoon
which snacks had such a relish in the
mouths Of these young Toodles, that, after
partaking Of the same, they performed pri-
vate dances Of ecstacy among themselves,
and stood on one leg apiece, and hoped,
and INDUCED in other saltatory tokens Of
gladness. These vent. for their excitement
found, they gradually closed about Mr.. Too
die again, and eyed him hard as he got
through more bread and butter and tea; az
fecting, however, to have no further expec.
tations of their own in reference to those vi.
ands, but to be conversing on foreign sub
jects, and whispering confidentially. Mr.
Toodle, in the midst of this family group,
and setting an awful example to his chill
dren in the way of appetite, was conveying
the two young Toodles on bis knees to Biz
mingham by special engine, and was con-
templating the rest over a barrier OF bread
and butter, when Rob, the Grinder, in his
sou wester hat and mourning slops, present
ed himself and was received with general
rush of brothers and sisters.-Dombey and
i Con