Sunbury American. [volume] (Sunbury, Pa.) 1848-1879, 1850-11-30
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UNEASY JOE.

Joe BuuaSte0u was ohe VI
res,less beings, who are never qule' '''''
ute, Whether awake or asleep lie was az
wav. twisting and turning, always uncom-
yor,ah,e and he was universally Known
,,,,,,,,, b,s companions as Uueasy Joe. Some
,imes we used TO play OIL practical Jokes upon
him for the, fun of the thing, but generally
sneakinp. If we let him have his own way,
he made mrih enough by "selling himself"
Amo 70 his numerous dislikes, Joe despised
rats and mice. Indeed, he said they seemed
born into existence only to tease and annoy
him. When a child he was bitten by
mouse, and severely, too, for which reason
he always dreaded them. If Joe had occa-
sion 10 visit any new house. or 10 sleep in
strange room, he never failed to give the
premises a careful inspection TO insure him.
selt that there were no mouse-hoes about -
We rooned together one night, in New YORK,
and laughed at Joe for his watchfulness and
clos examination before rtireing.
"If it all right, Joe I" we asked, after he
had peeped behind the furniture, aud III eve
ry corner of the room.
ayes, there can be no mice here, 'hats
sure,n he said, at last.
dwell, blow out that light, and 60 TO ped
then, will you, Joe Z"
ayes, here goes" and Joe suited the action
to the word, and leaped into bed.
II must have been nearly morning when Joe
awoke us with
uHist hist don't you hear that noise
there?n
aNot a bit of it, Joe. You are dreaming"
we replied, turning over TO get fresh nap
"There it is again"
'What ~
"Why, the noise"
uYou are making all the noise. You unea-
sy thing you, can't you let fellow sleep
quietly!"
uLook here" it is all well for you who
don't care farlhing for mice or rats, but
Won know have natural horror of the
varmin, therefore-,here, didn't you hear
that !'
uJoe, lie down, and be quiet you took
that punch TOO strong last night, and haven't
more'n time enough 10 sleep it of before
morning"
uFough! You haven't any feeling for my
nerves.
''Nor you for mine, to wake me out of such
sound sleep for nothing"
Joe slipped noiseessy out of bed and selz-
ed one of his patent leather boots; which ne
felt for some time upon the floor before he
got.
"What are you mp TO now ?" said we.
nBe ouiet it's on the ,able-don't you
hear it? pit pat, pit pat"
"Well, it does sound like mouse"
Joe balanced the boot in his hand so as TO
bring the heel TO bear as the weapon, and
felt his way to the table by the head OF the
bed, where the noise was heard
oHist! the little rascal is nibbling some
thing he has found here"
sIet him have it Joe, and then keep qulel'
for heavens sake"
Following the sound Joe soon got within
striking distance, and poising his weapon, he
brought down the heel with unerring aim
and precision upon his victim. Sure enough,
the little pit pat was stopped, and after
congratulating himself, he crept to bed
again.
Next morning, Uneasy Joe found that he
had smashed his valuable gold repeater in
to the shape of a pancake!
4 al 0oate
Alone in Gods horizon Oh lis edge
The stars seem hung like pearls /; II looks
as pure
AS 'twere an angels shroud, the white cy'
Of purity, just peeping through its folds
To give plying look on this sad world
Go visit it, and find that all is false
It's glories are but fog, and its white form
Is plighted to some coming thnndergust
The rain, the wind, the tightening have
their source
In such bright meetings. Gaze not at the
clouds,
How beautiful. Go gaze at the sky,
The clear, blue, tranquil, fixed and gloIi
Gus sky.