Wilmington journal. [volume] (Wilmington, N.C.) 1844-1895, 1849-06-22
A TINE IN OUR BOARDING HOUSE.

A TIME IN OUR BOARDING HOUSE.
BY RUDDER.
Ours is a most singular boarding house
Scarcely day passes that the steward does
not break a new sci of dishes; an old gentle
man precipitate himself headlong down
steep flight of stairs; an interesting child
swallow pin, a lady boarder's spanleI-dash
itself accdently from the third story window;
OF, in fact, which does not abound with va
rietv of disastrous occurrences calculated 10
throw the boarders into an uproar, and to re-
duce our andord-to the most distressing state
of anxiety.
One day last week there was calm-the
first that had ocCurre for month. We con-
graduated ourselves upon the event, and be
gan TO entertain vague hopes that permanent
peace was about TO be established but, alas
The house is so doomed to accidents that no
reliable conjecture can be drawn from present
appearances The very next day there &C
Cured one of the most exciting incidents that
ever drove our landlord furiouF, and wound
up his boarders into a quintessence of merri
ment.
had lust returned from one of Wilson's
rarest musical flncheS, most OF the bOarders
had retired to their rooms, and complete silence
reigned in the house Striking a light, drew
nv arm chair near the head of the bed, and
threw myself upon it in a mental state OF lux
urous Incidence, repeating internally. Will:
sons Scots 'wha hae.' Thus sat for few
moments, when suddenly heard two screams
in the room overhead so loud-so shrill-=they
can be compared to nothing, save the cry of
busy housewife after a servant in the back
yard Soon heard two bounds on the floor
as if of persons Jumping out of bed, and the
cries were repeated louder and louder in quick
succession. There was no time for consGe-
ration. My neighhors were evidently in try
ing dilemma Selling the candle, ! unbolted
the door and rushed into the hall But had
been forestaled All the doors of either side
of the hall were opened, and the Inmates eX
cited to the last degree Some with night
caps, some with only a single boot on, and
one even sporting pair of, flaming red fan
nels, were crowded together in the hall, and
hurrying to the scene of the catastrophe
WHATS the matter?'-' can't say whose
voice is that ?-' ouch stand off my corns.
Beg pardon-such COMPOUNDED squeezing
Lord ! how she hoIers and on they rush
ed, heller SHELTER. first from one hall TO the
other. then up flight of stairs, next to anoth-
er hail. and so on to the scene of excitement.
90, my !-heavens cried female voice as
What's all them men doing here"
Stand back, gentlemen, stand back cried
one of the least excited of the boarders-a
venerable looking gentleman who had on bis
coat and no pants, and held his candle stick
upside down, get back, if you please, there
are females here-the helps of the house
gentlemen Susan, and Margaret-stan back
if you please
But what's the matter" who in the dence
cares if Go ahead, if you're going to-
We want to see' What is it p
But, gentlemen resumed the non -eXcia
Bile speaker: The females are not quite
that is to say, Susan has not-hem II think
it's only eir-hem-hem-- their might things
the girls have on
That's nothing-lers see what's the mat
ter We'll shut our eyes Good 'Oh
get along, they'll be murdered before we ge
there 'Whew! what squeezng!' / dc
wonder Beef 'Ah, now we go;' and
on the tide rolled pushing, pulling, and non
dering, until they stopped opposite No. 50
the chamber of the two house helps.
The door stood wide open; the beds were
tumbled in admirable confusion, and Susar
and Margaret stood at the entrance, one hold
ing her hands over her face, and the other pale
and weeping, as though her heart would burst
What's the matter, my child" asked {
young gentleman Of about sixteen summers
in an anxious tone.
Observation-Disclosures cried Margaret
giving vent TO fresh flood of tears.
MY gracious, it's rery dstressing,' said the
man in red Aannels, shutting a neighbours can
die out in an excess OF sympathy. My poor
girl, what has happened p
'Boo-hoo-hoo,' answered Margaret,
ca-ca-can't say
We'll, now, what the mischief IS the mat
Ter with you" cried somebody from distance
who was not able 10 see over the heads o
those before him. The question was pro
pounded so earnestly this time, it was lmpos
sible TO overlook it.
WELL commenced the distressed help
well, boo-hoo, there's ma-ma-mon IL
my-boo-hoo-hoo'
Il 1vonderp said the man in red fannels
opening his eyes to their utmost width, ant
keeping them fixed in expressibe astonish
ment on the help.
Let's drag him OUT suggested some one
Yes continued The crowd, let's take him
ont Garry him out on rail- On two
chips 'Ah! the scoundre' who'd have
thought Don't push so rascally.' Let:
go in 'Inhuman.' Infatuated at the anda
city of such vilany, the crowd rushed into
the chamber-the man in red fannels tore of
the coverlet, and true enough there lay stout
large sized man! He remained perfectly still
during all the excitement, not appearing even
TO breathe.
Get up, sir The man remained perfectly
insensbe
Get up, tell you, or I'll strike YOU Still
he did moi offer to stir The excitement be
came uncomfortable. Tear him out Drag
him down. Don't have any mercy. 'Ge
out, you scoundrel,' cried the man with ret
fannels, in voice of thunder. Still per.
feet calm. There was no bearing such indif
ference. Selling the offender roughly by The
arm, the red fannels man pulled him violent
ly over.
'Eh what's that"
why it's stufedr
'Roped in, by lingo, its parcel Of dirt
clotheSr
The man in, fanneIs startled at his UiHQiI
in maze of doubt and establishment. A roa
of laughter that rang through every apart
ment in the house, and startled the watchmaI
outside, succeeded, and young gentleman
whose countenance from the beginning ha
been disfgured by inestimabIe twists and con
tortons, slipped quietly from the crowd, hur
ried TO his ro' m, and throwing himself on tn