Anti-slavery bugle. [volume] (New-Lisbon, Ohio) 1845-1861, 1848-02-11

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indiwidooal who has a mind inside of his
hat, and a whole soul packed away under his
jacket. You'll never rise, a f%utterin' and a
ringin' like a bald-headed eagle-men like
you have got no wings, and can only go
about nibblin' the grass, while we fly up and
peck cherries from the trees. I'm always
thinkin' on what I'm going to be, and a pre-.
parin' myself for what natur' intended, tho
| don't know exactly what it is yet. But |
don't believe that SIGH a man as Montezuma
Moggs was brought into the world only TO
put patches on shoes and to heel-tap peoples
boots. No, Quiggens-no-it can't be,
Dungeons. But you don't understand, and
I'll have to talk to my genus. Its the only
friend | have"
"Why don't you ask your genus to lend
you a ftp then, or see whether IT'S got any
cigars to give away, "irepIied Quiggens con-
temptuously, as he walked up the street,
while Moggs, in an offended majesty, stalk
ed sulkily off in another direction.
81 would go somewheres, if only knew
where to 60 to-" soliloquized Moggs, az he
strolled slowly along the deserted streets
"but when there's nowheres to 90 to, then |
suppose a person must go home-specially
Of cold nights like this, when the thermom-
tlCl 10 uONh 10 q 10 ANtIOsd anu dCsS cruel on
the countenance. It's always colder, too,
when there's nobody about but yourself-you
get your own share and every body else's
besides; and it's lucky if you're not friz.-
Why don't they have gloves for peoples no.
SEES! ought to have a carriage-yes, and
horses-ay, and a colored gemman to drive
EN-, to say nothing of a big house warmed
all over, with curtains TO the windows. And
why have mt |! Isn't Montezuma Moggs
as good as anybody-isn't he as big-as full
of genus It's cold now, a footin' it round.
But III wait-perhaps there's a good time
comm, boys-there must be a good time,
for there isn't any sort of times in the place
where they keep time, which can be worse
times than these times. But here's home
here's where you must go when you don't
know what to do with yourself. Whenever
a man tells you he has nowheres to 90 to, or
says he's goin' nowheres, that mans a craw-
lin home, because he can't help it. Well,
well-there's nothin' else to be did, and
so somebody must turn out and let me in
1t appeared, however, that Montezuma
Moggs erred in part in this calculation. 1t
is true enough that he knocked and knocked
for admission at the door of his domicile
the muscular effort thus employed SEEM
ed TO serve no other purpose than that Of en-
erclse. Tired with the employment of his
hands in this regard. Moggs resorted to his
feet-then tried his knee, and anon his back,
after the usual desperate variety Of such APP
peal resorted to by the ''great locked out"
when they become a little savage or so at
the delay to which they are subjected. Some
also, he would rap fercely, and then
apply his eye to the key-hole, as if to watch
the effect of his rapping. 81 don't see
groaned he. And then again his ear
would be placed against the lock-''l don't
hear 'em either" There were moments
when he would frantically kick the door, and
then rush as frantically to the middle of the
street, to look at the windows; but no sign
of animation from within peered forth to
cheer him. After full an hour of toll and
Of hope deferred, Montezuma Moggs tossed
his arms aloft in despair--let them fall list
lessly at his side, and then sat down upon the
curb-stone to weep, while the neighbors loo
ked upon him from their respective windows;
a benevolent few, not afraid of catching cold,
coming down to him with their condolements.
None, however, offered a resting place
to the homeless, unsheltercd and despairing
Moggs.
In the course of his musings and mourn
ings, as he sat chattering with cold, a loos-
ened paving-stone arrested his attention I; and,
with the instinct OF genius, which catches
comfort and assistance from means apparent
ly the most trivial, and u%npromising in their
aspect, the paving stone seemed to impart an
idea to Montezuma Moggs, in this 'his last
and fearfulest extremity" Graphing this
new weapon in both his hands, he raised it
and poised it aloft.
al shall make a ten-strike now,' exclaim-
ed he, as he launched the missile at the door
with herculean force, and himself remained
in classic attitude watching the effect of the
shot, as the door groaned, and creaked, and
spllntered under the unwonted infection
Still, however, it did not give way before
this application Of force, though the prospect
was encouraging. The observers laughed
Moggs chuckled-the dogs barked louder
than before; and indeed It seemed all round
as if a new light had been cast upon the sub
ject.
"Hongcore !" cried somebody.
81 will" said Moggs, preparing to demon
strate accordingly.
"Stop there" said the voice of Mrs. Mon
tezuIna Moggs, as she raised the window, '.if
you hongcore The door OF this ere house a.
gain, I'll call the watch, to see what he
thinks of such doings, l will. And now
once for all, you can't come in here to night"
"Can't, indeed why can't | l-not come
into my own house! Do you call this a free
country, on the gineral average, if such re-
bellions are to be tolerated 7"
"Your house, Mr.. Moggs-yours!-who
pays the rent, Moggs-who feeds you and
the children, Moggs-who finds the FIRE and
avery thing else3 Tell us that I"
This was somewhat ofthe nature of a home
thrust, and Moggs, rather conscience-striek-
en-, was dumbfounded and appalled,. Moggs
was very cold, and therefore, for the time be.
ing, deficient in his usual pride and elf-es
TEEN, leaving himself more p%eryious to the
assault of reproach from without and within,
than he would have been in a more geniaI
state of the atmosphere. No man is coura-
geous when he is thoroughly chilled; and il
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