Edgefield advertiser. [volume] (Edgefield, S.C.) 1836-current, 1847-09-08
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pecially in the evening, was either Of The
two front benches.
Judge Magraw was the body of fun aud
the soul Of sentiment; so. of course, ne
always had hard set about him, and the
way they used 10 stay out, at night, setting
with their legs cooked up, was caution
10 careful people.
On the Judges last visit TO ST. Louis
he sat up, as usual, one night, telling stories
and things, till nearly the whole crowd
died, laughing Each one, as he was killed
took himself off to be buried, till, finally,
there were but three survivors These,
10 save their lives, insisted upon taking
themselves off, also, when the Judge des-
perateIy rushed up stairs TO his room in The
third story, opened The window 10 its widest
cape, gave one look up at the heavens,
another down at the brick pavement and
then without prayer threw himself
on the bed,-for it was warm night. and
The Judge wanled plenty Of air TO assist his
snoring. Well,,he Judges last story was
capital one, and peace to his spirit, were
going to-spoil it, we fear.
"You see b, clever young lel-
low, was giving his "reminiscences of Spain
from which country he had just returned,
and he told, among The rest bird story,
that was leetle 100 feathery 10 swallow.
Ii was about The Duke Of Modena having
a whole aviary 10 whistle an overture, or
something of the kind, and then by the
way of closing the performance, advancing
and firing a pistol, when The sonssters
would suddenly drop to The ground, turn
over on their backs, and appear 10 expire,
as if each one had received an especial
bullet"
"Why,"s said ], Or, that's nothing
what I've known an Alabama mocking
bird to do! He used 10 mock everything
so ashamed ofilself, that il was afraid 10
tell its name to travellers. You see this
mocker sa. up in a Chinn tree, in from: of
the house, which was separated from the
road by lawn, and, ihe first thing, he
began al the birds about making Them all
quit, in notification. The cats were lis
next victims, and wishI may be shot. if
there was a "Tom" 10 open his lips for
three miles round. Dogs, hogs and cattle.
generally followed, and even Deacon
Good, that used TO give out the hymes, had
TO clear out 10 The next county. Well,
finally there was nothing left but jackass
belonging to an old neighbor, and called,
Johenus, and he came TO see what he could:
do for the credit of the country. Upfbe5
4:ame. &c; The fence under 4 he China Tree;
long a. h-,ss M
|A5uf ne rips, and a better bray, Prehaps,
hadn't been heard often, but 'lWasn't I a
.rircumstance-out came the bird with q
BRAY worth Two oft, and of went old Jo.,
wild and cavortin', aud hardly knowing
whether he had right to consider himself
q jack or not! Alter while, however,he
recovered his confidence somewhat, and
up he comes again to the fence, and first,
he nerves himself, and mex, he takes his
wind, and finally oul he come again, per-;
reclly awful but 'lwouldu't do, for, just
as easy, old birdee opens on him, and,
Lord heels, head, name and tail, away
he went with a roll and a 'ruciion, bring
ing up, finally, against the road fence at
bottom Of the lawn.' Perhaps you don't
believe I? Well, this was mighty bad, but
after turning it over in his miud a good
while, old Jo., thought it was leele too
-uDjackassical 10 be beat 5y bird
and SO up he comes, nervins himself again
but mighty skerry, | tell you. "Go your
death. old felIer." said The bird TO itself,
and 90 it the jack did, I'LL all creation stood
on end--jack into the bargain, but pride
could'n, avail him. Out came birdee,
louder aud longer, aud thicker and squarer
and all with out The first Autter, and Johe-
nus looked up once, with sort Of 81 be-
qusthe you my shoes" expression and just
laid down and, and died-perhaps you
don't believe IL Z = ;.
Eyes, / do, said r., i believe it
to he lie, aud an internal insult into The
bargain. and Ill come mocking over you,
by thunder F"
BIT how Judge Magraw didn't get
whipped. we must reserve Tor another
occasion. moi liking 10 talk about fighting
on Sunday.
GENUINE GHOST STORY.
The following is from the journal OF
the Heart" by the lale Mrs. Damer, edit
ed by Lady Charlotte Bury; il is given as
genuine;
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