The voice of freedom. [volume] (Montpelier, Vt.) 1839-1848, 1848-04-06
THURSDAY, APRIL 6, l848.

The sight of the covered dishes added t,
his amazement "Dod darn itr' he exclaimed
" Eff | ever heerd of cookin' on the table
but here they've gone and sot tin kitchens al
over the lot. Whal's the fire to cum from
that's what I'd like to know 2"
He got along with the soup very well, ant
was pausing for breath, before he finished it
when a waiter snatched his plate away anC
was running off with it.
Hello you sir !" vocferated the Yam
kee. " see you-fetch that ERE back quick.
erin lightning, or else you'll hev your head
punched
His plate was returned and he finished his
soup with dignity. After waiting moment
he raised his voice again, and summoned the
offending waiter sternly.
"Kalkelate to starve me?"
" No sir"
Wall-why don't you fetch on some fresh
fodder - darn YEP"
"There's the carte, sir"
"Whar's the cart? And what in thunder
am | to do with the cart when I've got it :?
Look out, you pesky sarpent, Or you'll catch
it p
"The bill of fare. don't pay my bill till
I've had my fodder"
The waiter humbly explained his mean
ing.
What's all these crack,jaw names mean
Give me something plain and hearty-bilcd
corned bect:-and done in about the quickest
while | look over the paper and see what
I'll hev." The meat was brought him.
"Hold on !" was the next order. "What's
this here ? M,a-c-c-a-read it, won't you
sir ?"
Maccaron, sir"
"All right cap'n. Hurry it up
The dish was brought You earnal
cuss !" roared the down easter" eff | haint
as great a mind as ever | he'd to ker-wollop
yer, and make an example of We on the spot.
What do yon mean by running your rigs on
me Jest because Pm a stranger in these parts
Take away your bild-pipe-stems, and fetch
us on some cabbage. That's right. And now
squire, some vinegar"
"Vinegar's in the castor, sir" replied the
waiter, and made good his retreat.
/" In the castor, is it-hey?" soliloquiscd
he Yankee, "and where in thunder is the |
castor ?"
The gentleman opposite pushed it towards !
lm. lie looked at it-took the stopper out
If the vinegar, and turned it up. But all the |
,ruct manifested desire to illustrate the laws
If gravity and leap from their locations, and
he Yankee was compelled to set it down
again.
Jerusalem p he exclaimed. "This here
S curious contrivance and no, mistake
low on airth am | to get at the tarnal vine
,ar? I'll try it once more"
Again he canted the castor, but this time
IL the stopples tumbled out.
" Thunderation he roared here's
pretty mess. Darn it all here I've got the
larned castor all into my gravy, and the
larned red led on my cabbage, and the yaller
N my later. Darn the thing | say
MY friend" said the gentleman opposite
With a strong control over his risible muscles,
it appears to me if were in want of vine
gar, that | should take the vinegar cruet out
If the stand, and by that means | should avoid
III trouble"
Here the whole company, walters and all,
,urst into convulsivc fit of laughter. The
Yankee rose in rage, upsetting his chair,
nd glaring defiance on his neighbors.
How in the name Of all the tarael cusses
n creation he yelled "should | know any
hing about the way the darned thing worked
when never seed one of 'em afore You've
latched this up agin me- knew it. Whar's
he landlord? Fetch your bill on-1'll get
nut of this. | hant eat ten cents worth, but
III pay up like Il book-and cuss and quit
And if ever | set out to eat meal Of vittles
n Boston town again, you may take my head
nd tan it. Darn your castor-and your cas-
or leland you, too, one and all" And
Iinging down dollar on the table, he seized
lis white bell top from the hand of trem-
ling waiter, and vamosed. Down Washing
on and State streets, he streaked it like
omet, and never Stacked his pace till he
pulled up on board the Kennebec.
Cap'n," said he to the commanders cast
fl your line jest as quick as you're a mind
o. And if ever you catch me wanting to see
Boston town agin, jest you take me by the
lack and throw me right into that ere bilcr,
,oots and abby gravy ?'-Yanhee Blade.