Eastern times. [volume] (Bath, Me.) 1846-1857, 1850-06-13
A Sercnade in N. Carolina.

The season of serenades has come again,
when, sounds as sweet and musical as bright
Apollo's lute,' steal through the night hours.
enrapturng the listening ear with their de-
lighlful harmony.
The following ludicrous sketch of North
Carolina serenade, by North Carolinian,
shows how those who have no music in their
souls, are unable to appreciate such enter
tainments. That it will apply TO Georgia,
doubtless many gallant parties, who tune
their various notes in unison, can testify
from personal experience.
NO: thousand years ago, and not thou
sand miles from here, (Windsor, N. C.) live d
young lady, the daughter Of very plain,
country folks, who had just returned from a
distant boarding g-school-having finished her
education. Her residence was on the west
ern bank of 'little river in this county,
The period of which write was September.
Between the family mansion and the waters
edge, was five acre potato patch. The
roots were cultivated in hills. and the vines
were luxuriant.
On the opposite side of the river, quite a
number of young gentlemen lived, who were
noted for their gallantry. Their devotion 10
compIishments in the forming of a serenad>
ing band. The returning of the young lady
referred, 10, afforded them an opportunity Of
doing the genteeI. They accordingly met
| on clear moonlight night, and each fur
| nished with his musical instrument, betook
themselves TO their boat 10 give musical
treat to the fair returned With muffled
| oars they noiselessly crossed the river, and
gained the beach. With stealthy step they
approached the house at midnight, and rang
ing themselves in line, at a signal from the
leader, violin, flute, clarionet, and trombone,
in one mighty blast, to the tune Of odd Dan
Tucker broke the stiffness of the night and
the sold folks slumbers.' The mother
screamed to The daughter for an explanation
| of the unusual noise-and was informed in
reply that it was a serenadei Mistaking the
reply, she fed 10 the old man, who, littlt
deaf, was sitting bewidered at the TO him,
confused sounds.
The wife's report, 'lhey are cannonadine
US |! satisfied him. He flew to the gun rack
and taking down the old 'blue trigger, hur
ried down stairs and aroused the house,
Meanwhile the young lady stood al her win
dow with the curtain half drawn, drinking
the melody as il was waited up. The boys
innocent as Sir Isaacs dog Diamond, OF The
mischief they had made, were laying them
selves oai upon the last variation, when a
twenty feet distant, the old man showed
around the corner his old musket, and drew
the trigger. She did not SHOOT but fire rolled
bright MS falling meteors. A stampede o
electric suddenness took place-the Header
of the band leading IN bee line for the boa
followed in commendable nearness by hi
company. They hurried in the start, but lh
repeated efforts of the old man TO get hi
spisce off increased their effort at speed
and call by him for chunk Of fire Il
touch the printing, told still more. They
forgot the potato vines, and greater seen
of confusion was never witnessed, Head
long they fell, and at each fall, the sound
broken fiddle strings or battered drums tore
told the death of that band. Heller ske'te'
rolling and stumbling along, they gainen !n'
water 8 edge and their boat, land 'sueh P'i1'ns
men of. wars men might have ieatne'
something from them. .,,-
The vines 80 impeled the old mans pro
gress, that he did no, reach the bank viii
6is chunk till the ennnonaders were out I