Washington telegraph., 1849-07-04
A TIME IN OUR BOARDIN
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long down steep fight Of stairs; an in
teresting child swallow pin; lady
boarder's spaniel dash itself accidentally
from the third story window; or, in fact,
which does not abound with variety of
disastrous occurrences, calculated to
throw the boarders in an upres&r, and to
reduce our landlord to a most distressinp
state of anxiety. II
One day last week there was a calm,
the first that had occurred for a month
We congratulated ourselves upon the
event, and began to entertain vague hopes
that permanent peace was about to be
established. But, alas, the house is so
doomed to accidents, that no reliable con-
lecture can be drawn from present ap-
pearances. The very next day there oc-
Cured one of the most exciting incidents
/ that ever drove our landlord furious and
wound up his boarders into quintessence
of merriment.
| | had just returned from one oi Wilson's
rarest musical lunches, most of the board
ers had retired to their rooms, and COM
( plete silence reigned in the house. Strik-
inga light, l drew my arm chair near the
head OF the bed, and threw myself into
! it III a mental state of luxurience in
dolence, repeating internally, Wilson'S
Scots wha haze Thus | sat for few
moments, when suddenly l heard two
sc.eams, in the room overhead-so loud,
SO shrill, they can be compared to nothing
save the cry of a busy housewife after
servant in the back yard. Soon L heard
two bounds on the floor, as if two per-
sons jumping out of bed, and the cries
We're repeated louder and louder III quick
succession. There was no time for con-
sideration. My neighbors were evidently
in trying dilemma. Selling the candle
! | unbolted the door and rushed into the
hall. But | had been forestaled All
the doors on either side of the hall were
| opened, and the inmates excited to the
last degree. Some with night-caps, some
with only a single boot on, and one even
sporting pair of flaming red tannels,
were crowded together in the hall, and
hurrying to the scene of catastrophe.
Whats the matter!' Can't say
Whose voice is that!' Och, stand off
my corns.' Beg pardon-such con-
founded squeesing.' Lord, how she hol-
lers' and on they rushed, he!ter-shelter,
first from one hall TO the other. and then
up flight Of stairs next TO another hall,
and SO on to the scene of excitement.
oh, my heavens cried female voice,
as the foremost Of the party reached the
landing. What's all all them men doing
here!'
Stand back, gentlemen, stand back
cried one of the least excited of the board
ers--a venerable looking gentleman, who
had on a coat and no pants, and held his
candlestick upside down; get back if you
please, there are females her-the helps
of the house, gentlemen-Susan and
Margaret-stand back, if yon please
But what's the matter!' Who in the
duce cares if Go ahead, if you're
going to-. 'We want to see.' WHAT'S it,!
But, gentlemen, resumed the non-ex-
citabe speaker. the females are not quite
that is to say Susan has not-hem-I
think it's only heir-hem-their night
things the girls have on
That's nothing-let's see what's the
matter wen shut our eyes Good.
oh, get along; they'll be murdered before
we get there 'Whew, what suueezingp
Il do wonder Beef ,Ah. now we
Tgo;' and on the tide rolled, pushing and
pulling, and acondersng until they stop
ped opposite No. 81, the chamber of the
two house helps.
The door stood wide open; the beds
were -tumbled i'll admirable confusion,
and Susan and Margaret stood at the
entrance, one holding her hands over her
face, and the other pale and weeping as
though her heart would burst.
What's the matter, my child?' asked
a young gentleman of about sixteen sum-
mers, III an anxious tone.
'Boo-hoo-hoo, cried Margaret, Civ
ing vent to fresh food of tears.
My gracious, it's very distressing said
the man IN red flannels, snuffing neigh
bor's candle out IN an excess of sympathy.
My poor girl, what has happened
'Boo-hoo-hoo, answered Margaret,
i ca-ca-can't say
We'll, now, what as the matter with
you! cried somebody from the distance,
who was not able to see over the heads of
those before him. The question was
propounded SO earnestly this time, it was
impossible to overlook it.
well, commenced the distressed help
well, boo-hoo there's naa-nla-
man in my-boo-hoo-hoo.'
Il acOnder." said the man in red flannels,
opening his eyes to their utmost width,
and keeping them fixed in inexpressble
astonlshment on the help.
Lets drag him out. suggested some
one.
Yes, continued the crowd, .Iet's take
him out. Garry him out on rail- On
two chips 'Ah, the scoundrel.' Who'd
have thought" Don't push SO ras-
cally. Let's go in.' .Inhuman.'