Wilmington journal. [volume] (Wilmington, N.C.) 1844-1895, 1849-10-26

The Frenchman Uho got drunk on board Of
the Steamboat.-The following ludicrous in
cident took place week or two since on board
the steamer Worcester, while on her passage
from Norwich to New York.
There was French gentleman and his lady
on board, the former of whom was joyial,
imbiblical sort of customer, who seemed more
fond of the bar forward than the mosquito bar
of his state room, beneath which at an early
hour his buxom dame bestowed herself away.
The clerk of the boat and a party of his
friends were all in yarn spinning knot near
the bar, and the Frenchman stood up among
them. Frequently did ne call upon Mr. Pet
tit, the bar keeper, for 'anoZZer glass of Eat
shin cocktail and about midnight he became
emphatically tight. He was advised to go to
bed After taking anozzer glass of Eat shin
cocktail superbe = he took tine advice and stag
gered aft to the saloon, where he had secur-
ed state room for himself and lady.
He had been gone about half an hour, when
tremendous row and uproar was heard IN
the saloon, amongst which could be heard the
cry of
"Murder robbery Captain !'
All hands rushed up, and there scene pre-
scented itself. Our French friend stood "a Ia
commisa and nothing else, and, by the way
good portion of that was IN the hands oil
Joanna, the chambermaid, who stood like an
enraged Pythoness, her black eyes flashing
the whites thereof, red as mad comet-shout
ing, while with one hand she held the luck
less Frenchman by the hair.
Cap'n-oh Massa Cap'n Rape Robbery
Murderr' While her struggling victim shouted
equally as loud:
"Let go me, you black tlef! Stop pull my
hair let me go, by tam p
The state room door-(No. p was open
and the clothes of the middle berth being half
dragged out of the room, while the Other
berths were undisturbed. gave some idea of the
| trouble, fol- Joanna, like the Frenchman, had or
but one garment.
At this monument aft came Captain Will
hams, who, from the pilot house forward, had
heard the turmoil, and as his tall, noble form
appeared, both the Frenchman and Joanna
opened upon him.
"Oh Massa Capn purtec me! Dis yere
turin monster hab come here in de night and
here she begun to sob-'' he git in my berth
and he hug me and, and, and," the girls sobs
now rendered her quite uninteIligble.
'Oh, by tam-let me go! by tam it is
Won gray meestake, Monsieur lie Captane!
have found re wrong state room 20
"What for you hug and kiss me so ," shout
ed Joanna
"You lie you one tam black thief =" vel
led the Frenchman. &C l no kiss you, you
nigger!"
Joanna couldn't stand this no way. ON
grab at the poor fellow, and one hand brough
away handful of hair, while the other tool
the remainder of his shirt.
"Pll larn you 10 call a spectacle coloret
'oman, niggar! Niger, eh - and blow fol
lowed which sent him plumb up against thu
deserted berth in the wrong state room. Herr
he grabbed blanket; and wrapping up in it
once more appeared before the captain wht
was now attempting TO appease Joanna.
BY tam, sare-Monsieur Captaine-I vii
have re satisfactione-yes sare-yon tam mig
gare girl ave tear my shirt-black my eye
and me very morteety."
And now at this critical moment, whel
it required the whole OF Us to keep the French
man and Joanna apart, out of state room No
8, the very next one, popped night capped
head, the same belonging to Madame P.
She pau sed moment, saw that her hus
band and Joanna had not their walking cos
tunes on, and the green eyed monster rush
ed before her. She sprang out, forgettln!
that her night robes were rather short abou
the ances-and while she made dash at he
Iuckless husband cried:
"Zis is re why you did not come to be-
more soon Eli you villain, you canaille
pah ! wis one niggare you razzare go to te
zan wiz me %
ooh mon dieu! ave been in re wron
state room p cried the poor fellow.
eyes sare-you YER fond of re wrong stat
room lis is not re first time I ave hear Q
your treeks. shall get one devorse Gu
10 NOR morning Sleep wiz one black niggare
pah 20 and slamming her state room too, tn
indignant lady locked herself in and went t
sobbing and crying
Capt. W. succeeded now in getting Joann
once more 10 retire from public gaze, and tn
: poor Frenchman tried TO gain admittance
his own room. But it was in vain.
| eco look for your niggare, sare. NeVe
more shall you come wiz me! -
, "Oh tam Eat wrong state room Tam 2
niggare! Tam everybody! Tam re shi
cocktail which made me read two for tree
t cried the poor fellow, who at last was stowe
away in a vacant room.
We have not learned whether the divore
: was ever gained, or whether Mons. P. mad
: up with his lady. They both sloped in dl
ferent carriages when the boat got in Joanr
} has been a shade paler ever since, and d'
e clares that her state room door shall new
l again remain unlocked. when she is within.