Vermont watchman and State journal. [volume] (Montpelier, Vt.) 1836-1883, 1847-03-11

Well, was the instant reply.
go TO the tailor and get measured
for freedom suit'-and at they went a.
gain; another half hour passed in silence,
and then came again Sam ?
well, said the individual.
'Pll give s 100 to start with
Another half hour passed they be
gan to slacken their speed
Sam
WELL
'What are you going to do ?
Going pcddling.
They hoed a full hour moderate
pace.
Sam
'Wel.'
''ll give you red horse and wagon.
A few minutes more of moderate hoe
ing, and the elder Dana guessed that
it was time TO drive up the cattle, so Sam
started for the pasture, and the father
started for the house--the trouble was
all over.
Sam went to town for his freedom
suit-his old clothes were nicely mended,
washed and packed away in his chest,
his mother and sisters were busy all the
remaining time of his minority, fixing
off Sam, and when the day came for him
to leave home, all were pleasant, and
with light heart he drove off.
Sam was happy. After he had driven
over the hill, he pulled up his horse to
have talk to himself; said he, Pm
man-Sam you're a man, twenty-one
yesterday-oId horse, you're mine. Sam
owns you-old wagon, own you, you're
Sans property-a cool hundred in your
pocket, Sam-a chest full Of clothes,
(here he threw open the lid) twenty pairs
of socks, sixteen shirts, lot of drawers
IA suit of new clothes, bright buttons,
six pairs of boots, and what is this Sig
nice pies, some cheese and pound cake
that's the gals work. | own the whole
crowd-lorse, wagon, chest, contents
and driver, ha, hoa' and Sam laughed
long and loud, then he halloed, shouted,
laughed again, speechi6ed to the old
horse, talked to Sam, drummed on his
chest, crowed, barked cackled, initiated
every thing he could think by turns
Sam Dana was happy fellow, quite
crazy with joy.
Sam drove on. An hour and half
after he left his fathers house, he hitch
ed his horse in front Of the Melville pot
terry. With the proprietor he bargained
for little load of earthen ware, such
as milk pans, bean pots, jugs, &c. agree
ing 10 settle for the load, as soon as he
could turn it into cash, and then take a.
mother on the same terms, and SO con-
tinue as the arrangement should be a.
greeable TO both parties. His load was
soon selected, carefully packed in his
wagon, and away he drove. After pro-
ceeding few miles over the country,
Sam stopped his horse and took birds
eye inventory of his load, calculating
his probable profits if he had good luck,
launched off his mince pies and cheese,
and was just preparing to mount and
drive on TO market when his horse took
a sudden fright and started off like a
deer. Sam pursued, yelling Whoa
like mailman. The old horse sheored
OIL the side of the road, and over went
the wagon, down steep rugged bank
the body parted from the forward wheels
chest and earlhen ware went heller
SHELTER, in crashing, smashing confusion
down the precipice. Sam stopped
moment, gave prolonged whistle, and
dashed after his horse as fast as his legs
could carry him. AT the end of an hour
and half's chase he returned, and af-
ter considerable trouble he succeeded in
getting his wagon together, gathered up
his clothing which had been distributed
in the general smash, collected in heap
the fragments of his load, and took
parting look at it, with the consoling re-
mark, that ii was of no use to cry for
split milk. He then mounted his cart
and drove on TO neighboring tavern,
where he put up for the night. Next
morning, in good season, Sam Dana
hitchcd up his horse in front of the Mel
vile pottery, and made his way into the
counting raom.
Well, Mr.. Dana, said the proprietor,
have you turned it SO quick =
Yes said Sam trumphantly, Il have
turned it, and can turn fifty loads morc.'
Is it possible : Well you shall have
Just as many loads as you want
guess I'll settle for the load | took
along yesterday said Sam.
The bill was produced, Sam paid the
cash, and merely remarked that he didn't
know as nc should want any more ware
wished the potter good day, mounted
his chest, and drove in the direction of
Bow.
On arriving at his homestead, he un-
harnossed his old horse, turned him out
to feed, logged his chest up stairs to its
old place, rugged himself out in lis work
ing suit, shouldered his hoe, made for
the corn-feld and went to work. Sam
Dana IT, is entirely cured of his straying
notions; he says he got cured for some
thing less than fifty dollars, and he in
tends in future to keep clear of attacks of
the troublesome complaint; in short, he
means to spend his days in the land
where he was brought up, free and hap