Iowa capitol reporter. [volume] (Iowa City, Iowa) 1841-1855, 1848-07-26

ten-ten days, eh! continued Ledeklah.
yes, sare, thank you'll replied the French
gentlemen. How did you leave the folks
Itew hum on tother side o'the water?' con-
tinued Zed.
"Ozzar eide re warfare, sar9'I no on
nerstand. / not been on re warfare!
sOh, git out, you needn't tell me that;
l know who you be. You had purity
warm work, didn't ye, mighty close shave
in gittin' off, eh?'
sSare, do you take me for one barbare'
cried the Frenchman, angrily crushing up
the newspaper in his hands, and rising
from his seat. 'Neow don't 60 to gittin'
rily! Your keeper II be back here in a
mint. didn't call you barber! MY
keepare, sare?' shouted the Frenchman,
'what shall you mean by gar! l ave no
keepare. l am able to keep myself,
sare?'
ssOh, meow don't 60 to gettin' crusty,
have paid my price to see you, and you
ought to be decent! sSare, l see you want
to onsoolt me. By gar you are one small
dog-one popee!'
Meow iookee here old Teller, you Jest
hush up!' said Zedekiah, 4 didn't pay my
money tew be called hard names; and
don't keer if you are Levy Philip, or
Queen Nictory, or any body else that's
big, I'm Zedekiah Jones, and don't keer a
cent?
The Frenchman, seeing that not much
was to be made out of Zedekiah, turned
to leave the room, but Zed had paid his
foe, and he determined to have his moneys
tey's worth.
Stop here, your he cried, you're not
lgoin' to git off in that ere way, no how!
Jist come back and show your pints! I've
paid for sight, and I'll have it tew!
In silent contempt the Frenchman pass
ed on, Zed couldt stand it. He sriled' in
a moment. With one bound he overlook
the Frenchman, and seizing him by the
collar, spun him back into the centre of
the room.
by gar-if you will have one fight,
you shall have hee.n!' cried the French
man, perfectly red with fury, at the same
time drawing rerolrer from his pocket,
and presenting it at Zedekiah's breast.
Halo! quit! don't sfute! murder! thumb
er!' yelled Zedekiah, lodging behind the
door, Just as the Trenchman sapped a
cap at him, the pistol fortunately not going
off.
| In moment the room was filled with
people. what is the matter?' cried the
crowd.
Eat Yankee has onsoolt me; he assault
mel cried the Frenchman.
'Jist hold on to the king, he's mad
stark, stavin' mad! he's tryin' tew shute
me against law and gospel!' cried Zed.
'What king!' asked the crowd. 'Why
Levy Philip, tew be sure! Don't you
see him there? s'pect you've all got in
| for nothin!'
sHe-Louis Philippe? Why, you're
mistaken. 1t is Monsieur Boutellier,
retired dancing master" said gentleman
who stood near.
THAT be darned! guess know; ought
tew, for paid my five dollars tew see
him-wonder where the keeper is?'
sThe keeper? you certainly have been
duped!' said the gentleman. THAT person
has no keeper nor need Of any. He is
perfectly peaceable, and has made for
tune in teaching dancing in the West. I
know him very well!
'Then he amt Levy Philip? NO, in
deed. FIVE can credit the papers, he is
still in England
And this here Teller hain't got no keep
err MOI Then by golly I've been
sucked inn said Zed, with very long
face. 4 dew wonder what's become Of
that are leeper-he went tew git my
changed
Zedekiah went to look for him--but we
much doubt that he ever found him; and
moreover, we reckon that he'll not say
much about his ''sight of Levy Philip
when he gets STEW hum!'