Washington telegraph., 1849-05-23
BEAT AT HIS OWN GAME. a.
SCENE ON THE HIG H w A Y
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usua! quantity of incomprehensible here
in named's' and whereas &c. s. set
forth, that sany man, woman, or child,
found upon the highway, byways, streets,
lanes or alleys, cross roads, cow paths or
whatsoever, driving, or causing to be
driven, any wagon, stage coach, cart,
carryall, buggy, chaise, barouche, sled,
sleigh or jumper or whatever of the kind,
but implying a conveyance, upon wheels,
keels, or runners, upon the Lords day,
the blessed Sabbath or the first day, he
or she, them or they, found mounted upon
horse, geldlng, mare, ass or mule, stall
lion, or beast Of burden whatsoever, shall
be arrested by any citizen, town con-
stable, sheriff, sheriff's officer, or whatso-
ever, with power to be caused to be ar
rested in one, all, or any of the above acts;
and he, she, they or them. SO offending,
shall be brought before the selectmen,
sitting magistrate, judge or common
council, and fined ten dollars and COSTS
in the lawful currency of the Common
wealth; the party arresting or causing to
be arrested, shall receive half of said fine,
and the party offending to remain in GUS
tody until fine and cost be liquidated, &C.,
Now, there never was O. law de-
vised, planned, or laid down, but what
some cute individual will find hole or
flaw to crawl through it. whatever may
be its tight fights, or intricate Details
But somebody must be caught, of course,
and sometimes it does happen that the
most wary and wakefuI get caught in the
very steel trap set by themselves to al
lure or trap the unwary-hence my
story.
1t is now no longer, believe, an un-
solved question, but fixed fact that
Yankees do know a hawk from hand
saw, and can be cute if occasion requires
it. There is no question of it, When
the Connecticut Sunday travelling law,
the Satnaatn1 bO7aMm of which | have set
forth, was in the flower Of its bloom, one
rainy, dirty, muddy Sunday just such
day when man and beast feel a strong
inclination to lay back in some quiet, dry
place, and chew the sweet or bitter cud of
fancy, as it may be, live and veritable
specimen of genus yengese (the latter
phrase is aboriginal, beIieve,) was to be
seen without charge IN the uery act Of
vaolating the kings Iaa0, or that OF the
Commonwealth of Connecticut, driving
a wagon and an old gray mare upon the
highway. If he did not know the law
he was not long learning it, for Con-
necticut man, who perhaps not having
the fear of God before his eyes so clearly
as he had in his heart, the idea of making
FIVE dollars out of the lone traveller, run
out of his dry domicil by the road side,
and shouted
Halo. there! Mister stop?'
Certain, squire, said the Yankee Jehu,
woo, Sock, heould on. yeou fool yeou,
WOO, Mornin, squire, what is the neuse!
Hain't got the collery down this way,
teou, hope? Diem like sixty in York
with the dem'd things
No, friend, said the man, we hain't
got no collery here, but l guess you doL't
know we've got law what fines folks
that drives Oh the kings highway on the
Lords day.
'Deau tell?' said he in the Little tight
wagon, we'll, shouldn't wonder now if
you had, and-'
And I shall arrest you, friend, for
breaking the law
Il want to know, now?' well, squire, 1
can't help it; you see in fact, am in the
all-iredest hurry to get hum; | have been
thar in Neu Yark bout tew weeks among
the dead and dyin' -
What! with the
'Collery, collery, squire, is carryin' 'en
off by hull wagon loads (the squire's
eyes dilated,) [ got good job at haulin
the dead in my wagon to Potter's field
what this wagon"
'Zackly squire; it paid well, (the squire's
cheeks grew little paler,) and | held on
until a day fore yesterday; felt it a cum
min on me, and l started for hum
Friend said the squire, its only seven
miles to M-town, and -
But say, squire, I'm desprit il-sick
as a dog; can't you let me put up with
you until
No, no, no, go on, 60 on, you'll soon
get to NJ, and
But you amt agoin' to let feler die
in the road in this here kind way?'
Drive on, drive on, friend, don't stop a
minuten and the old fellow stepped off as
fast as he could toddle from the pedlar's
pest wagon.
Halo! squire" roared the man of no.
tions, sheow aboeut the fne?'
'Da-. blast You and the fine too; drive
off,. shouted the old fellow, and on went
the Yankee, showing Sc; of ivories to
the drizzly day, enough to set dentist in
extaciss.
Go ahead, Sock; guess that fellow
won't stop trading folks soon again. hoo!
hoo! ooh! gin him a reg'lar ager fit
But the pedlar had not made many
miles before he was again hailed, and by