The Sumter banner. [volume] (Sumterville, S.C.) 1846-1855, 1849-08-15

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the ground of the uncomfortable state
Of the weather; but Jamie's cloqucncc
prevailed; and away they went for an
other carouse.
| The murky cloud OF mist blackencd
and made indistinct objects at no great
distance and, rs luck would have it,
they took road they had never been,
together, before. Jamie was we'll ac-
quaintcd with every road in the coun-
try, but Bruce was stranger to them
all ;--.Jamie had selected, for this
nights carousc, a lonely Toll House
on moor land route; situated on the
margin Of q stream that tumblcd over a
rocky precipice in the noar vicinity
This stream was crossed by q bridge,
at the end of which stood the Toll House
where the worthless intended to pass
their evening.
There, i'll snug corner by the inglc
side, Jamie placed himself, with face
bcaming, and shining, and smiling, as
if warmed by all the generous emotions
that ever filed the human heart.
jamie despiscd the appearance of a
gill stoup---hc loved the .jclly-.ooliing
mutchkm mcasurc.--so big-bcllicd and
landlord-like and happy--and nothing
but the mutchkin would serve, on this,
as on all other occasions; and q mutch-
kin was accordingly called; but, as Ja-
mic observed, if that was not enough,
they could easily get more when that
was done, there was plenty in the house
Jamie was happy: Oh! glorious,
Glory, altogether! what a glorious time
of it a Bachelor could have, if he only
liked; Jamie was in cstacics, the Land
lord was happy too, and Bruce could
not help being infected with the same
spirit and hour after hour passed away
on pleasant wing.
The night had far advanced, and Ja-
mic IS mutchkin had been filed and re-
filled again and again, and every time
it came in, he told them to drink away,
they could get more when that was
done; but the plcasantcst times will pass
away, and the swcctcr the moments the
quicker they fly.
Dlcep nau over come the landlord
and Jamie and Bruce sat ogling each
other through hazy mist that oJscurcd
their vision as if uncertain Of each 9th
cr's identity; the 'wcc short hour ayont
the twal, had announced the march Of
time, that Jamie had still one eye opcn,
and that was as good as two, for by
this time it saw double.
But, as VIC said before, everything
has an end, and so has sleep: the land
lord awokc, and in the most delicate
manner possible bundled Jamie and
Bruce to the door, closed it behind
them, leaving them 70 work thcir way
home the best way they could.
jamie leaned for q moment against
tho door, and the roar of the waterfall
broke on his confused senses Exc the
rushing of a mighty storm.
Odds, master Bruce jamie OK.
claimed. what awfu' noise is that?'
Nothing, only the wind, replied
Bruce.
Lord, man, what an awfu' blast it
blaws;- : hear hoo it roars.'
'It>s the trees suggested Bruce,
with hiccup;-and there was not
single tree for many miles round, but
jamie also acquicsced in the suggestion
that it must be trees.
Lord, man, said Jamie, as he stag
gcrcd to enc side, Sits like tac blaw a
body over 40 githcr.'
take hold Of my arms Jamie, said
Bruce, endcavoring to approach his
comradc cautiously; but, staggering up
against him, he almost drove him
through the window Of the Toulouse.
'Guid guide u.s. exclaimed Jamie,
'but it blaws folks about just like as they
we're dried leaves
1T is indeed stormy chimcd in
Bruce; not venturing to say too much.
'Stormy!' exclaimed Jamie, 1T hasna
| blawn blast like this since the year
twenty-five, when it blew the stccplc of
a. Megs Mill, and the Shawl Factory;
it's doonricht hurricane: haze yc a
handkerchief, Mr.. Brucc?' Bruce re-
piled in the affirmative.
'.Then just tax it oot, and tic't round
yer hatictts tao keep your hat on for |
lost q guild one last Christmas: I'm no
sure whittier it was blawn off or no; but
lfand it frozen in dub, like an auld
milking pail, twa months after; tho on
ly thing | kent it by was the word
London printed in the croon OF; it was
nae mair like the same thing than if it
never had been hat ava; hats is hats,
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