The miners' express. (Dubuque, Iowa) 1849-1854, 1850-01-23

He is untiring in his efforts to amuse, and seems
inflated with the idea that he is the centre to
which verges the gaze of the whole house. He
entertains the impression that the amusement of
the audience depends on his individual exertons,
and acts accordingly. Anon, in remote part
of the pit, placing fingers in mouth, he blows
long, shrill and piercing whistle; and congratu-
latlng himself on the exploit, stands conspicu-
ously facing the dress circle, with air solcitous
ofapproving glances. After the musicians have
taken their Places he manifests superlative salts
faction, and is moro at his ease. Soon, howev-
er, silence prevailing, he displays his Impotence
OF quescence by stamping measuredly and rap
ping the benches with his cane. If this effort
fails in calling forth the strains of the orchestra,
he calls out music, sphysic,' sscrape cat gut
and the like, and it is not until the inspiring
tones salute his ears, that his efervescencc sub
sides. Then he relapses into his seat, self-satis-
he'd, sadate, and at peace with all the world
But as the overture becomes animated, the
B hoy warns proportionably, and then, being
ready to swoon in double distilled felicity, he
displays his appreciation of the performance by
keeping time with his stick. In the execution
OF this feat, he eyinces most rapturous delight
and shows commendable felicity of action. He
looks the impersonation of sublimated content
His face is clothed with gladness and lucent
with smiles. He follows the leader of the band,
beating time with artistic skill; anon, rising into
ANIMATION with each quickening quaver, and a.
gain subsiding with the expiring cadence At
ter the overture, and before the curtain rises,
his lmpatlencc wakes exceeding great. This
he makes known by boisterous vociferation and
cries OF 'Liff up dat ragr by which elegant terra
rag he designs to indicate the drop-curtan.
When the performance is in act, he is not in
attentive to the play, but applards the killing
scenes and ranting defamation with great ap-
parent satisfaction During interludes and paus-
| es, he becomes very uneasy, and anxiously scar
ches around for some excitement to divert his
ever active attention. If, by lucky chance, some
vcrdant wight, from back woods itinerant, for a
short spree in town, unused to the polished mood
of city etiquette, and solicitous of ease, lifts his
feet to the railing before him-then mark the
hoy! Glorlhed beyond measure, and felicita-
ted in degree bordering on ecstacy, he strikes
the first note of the chorus; and boots! boots!
is the cry, taken up by the multiplying echoes
and continued from mouth to mouth, through an
innity of variations, till at last the mortified no.
vice discovers the mistake and withdraws his
obnoxious extremties. But the B hoy, once on
the scent of fun is not lightly diverted from the
trial He now vocifcratas, knees! knees! till
the offending members, extended in full long-
tude, are dcpressedbeyond view. But no peace
yet, thou sylvan wandcrcr! arms! arms!' is
ito" Iie VI anu with uley arc "ltndraWn ana
the hands furtivcly bestowed in pockets, the
B'hoy follows up the assault with the cchoine
chorus of s'heads heads! until the mortified rus
tic, astonishcd and abashcd, finding no resting
place for the sole of his foot, in wild d,slnay and
trepid haste, anquished-retrcs.
But to follow the B hoy in his devious ways
were an endless task. He is a reveller, who
makes his life all sunshine, making merry with
mcrry-makcrs, nightly by the moon, till the day
CLEAN advances and the shadows retire. No
care has he to dash his bliss; but revelng in the
sweets of blind fortunes gift, he dresses in linen
and purple array and quatts his rosy wine! Nor
clouds nor sunshine aught to him. The sun
light passes UNDECIDED into shadow, and
'When day with eve rcposcs,
And stars beg to see,
through the long night, till the day break and
the shadows retire, with dance and mcrriment
he makes joyous the darkness, singing amorous
dittcs to the smiling moon and 'rousing drowsy
denizens with the din No care has the b hoy!
Like the honey bee, he rovcs from flower to
flower, hummng around each bower he loves
inhaling sweets from each passing gale, and dan
cling in each breeze