Portage sentinel. [volume] (Ravenna, Ohio) 1845-1854, 1849-02-14
Frem the Quaker City.
Digges, the New York Poet.
BY THE EDITOR.

This Is a dark and bitter truth. No man
ever felt this truth more deeply and bitterly
than Augustus Digges, as returning from a
party in Grand Street, the other night, he
paused for moment on friendly curb
stone, and contemplated the stars.
Gusty Diggcs sat down on the curb, and
;. pulled his narrow trimmed hat down to the
very tip Of bis turn-up nose, and smoothed
his lank, stowish hair down to his very
shoulders. ssa., - s-tzs. a a-s
se.5 Gusty Digges had been to party that
very night. He had been idolized by the
young ladies', Miss skeggs, Miss Briggs
9 and Miss Piff kins had all been in rapture
with Gusty's poetry.
.s3s sDid ntthey read my lines to a Daisy?"
muttered Digges,t @them very lines as has
G. set half the women in New York and the
S adjacent villages crazy after nas-after
Diggs?
Daisy, beautiful Daisy!
x Blooming so sweet when summer is here
Where do you go when the winter is near!
Say, Daisy, beautiful Daisy,
Delicate Daisy, with your meek little eye,
When the snow comes hither, where do you fly?
~ s.y, Daisy, delicate Daisy?
Them's my lines! They beat any am cunt
q Of Lowsll's or Longfellow's all to pieces :!
And didn't the gals admire them? But
that cussed Brown-ugh! Oh Fate! Fate!"
Digges buried his face in his hands, and
his eyes watered. @Brown-Broson.-
"a Wasn't that name a cuss to me from child
!, hood? Why should take room with
sich afelier at Mrs. Hotch's Bordin' House?
Z Why go to party with him? Hasn't the
name Of Brown been fatal to me from very
infancy? It was man by the name oil
Brown that spanked me when was lit
tie shaver. Brown was the name of the
sschoolmaster that used to lather me till my
back was all figures and poetry. The man
who told my daddy that I'd been out rob
g bin orchards was named-Brown. The
: firstlgall who gifted me was named-Brown
And now take room with Brown, and
@. no to q party with a Brown! If l aim
cassed by fate should like to know who
ssas2
-.a There at the party tonight, when was
readin' my lines to a daisy, | ,riz up to give
s.daisy, dear delicate daisy the proper en-
phasis, when-I could do my teeth up in q
c case and sell 'em live and kckin', to some
dentist, when think of it-when some
body pulls my chair from under me,
makesa go to sit down, and l lands on ths
.,ef floor; a spectacle for the contemplation of a
whole party-full of people, a-lafin and split.
ten as they survey me! That somebody
was Brown! I'll have wengeance--or cease
to exist"
With this desperate intension, Digges
started up, and rushed homeward. On his
way thither he remembered two or three
important facts. Brown and Digges room
ed together-this was one. Brown ha
had full time to go home from the party, g
: to bed and go to sleep-this was another
Brown kept dog, which slept every nigh
in Brown and Digges' room this was tn
most important fact Of all.
= This dog was fine large specimen of th
Newfoundland breed, and very faithful an
much attacked to Brown. He was calle
by the euphonious name of @Cusnel:1 Il
was distinguished by one important pecu
!" liarity. From some cause or other he ha
acquired the habit Of going to fires.
mattered not how soundly he might
sleeping in Browns room, let the cry {
~Fire! Fire!!n once sound in his ears, an
in an instant he was @off. He wou]
spring toward the door, and bark and ye
and scratch, until the door was opened, an
the way to the street made clear.
These interesting facts Augustus Digg