The star of the north. [volume] (Bloomsburg, Pa.) 1849-1866, 1850-11-07
"And Juno--how queenly.n

Adonis-although the design looks new."
"What an expressive cast ofthe face.n
."Symmetrical neck and superb bust"
We felt fattered
ola mel did you everw
"No, I.never."
elbow very unartistical"
eyes, very. Who ever saw the arms of /;
statue folded across the chest ?"
"It shant stay minute here. Ben bough
it 10 plague me.n
''But is fine specimen except that, wha
muscular power, strength and action, ant
litheness of form.n
"But ii shan't stay" interrupted BEN,
bride as she called couple of black waiting
women, ordering them TO set us CAREFUL" in
TO the rubbish room, and then starting with
her companion, (who cast back many a lin
gering look, TO give Ben Caudle Lecture.
"He'd be pert lookln' eff he' only colored, ;
said one of the ebonys, examining us.
"Yah, yah-ef he's alive he'd be sum
punkins,' answered the other.
''Missua sez we must be very keerful
not TO break none ov the pints off,
They crossed hands, and lowering us be-
tween them carried US gently along.
"He's very warm"
"De rays OBJ de sun concentrate on his
body"
"Wats dat2 l smells de stateary's
bref"
"Its d--d lie," we calculated uncon.
scIously
Ker arhop come we in contact with the hall
floor. Ker tumble heels over head, pitched
the yelling ebonys down stairs! We gather.
ed ourselves; gathered Hercules, and laid
MIN where we had been dropped, bolted in.
to our room and habiliments, and in two
minutes and half was on the sofa, snor.
ing.
No sooner done than the whole household
came TO tke top of the stairs.
"Dare him lies massa-him swore like eb-
ryting," groaned the trembling, nose flaiteT.
ed, and face battered ebony, shrinking back.
Hercules, you have got bad name" I"
chuckled Ben, walking up TO the statue, a.
mused; though he couldn't account for the
various stories.
"Don't know what ye calls him, he's de
chap wat did it, said the other curly head at
the top of the stairs.
''Some mistake" muttered the bride, ap-
preaching, then looking into the library 'T
can hardly believe my senses"
~ never heard the like" sighed the visi
er; "Adonis is gone"
"Dis 'ere is no more de chap wat we drap-
ped, den niger es white man"
The party retired to tell witch stories, ghos,
tales, and ponder over the mystery, except
Ben; who, after restoring Herculus 10 his for
mer position, came and commenced shaking
us, with
"Wake up! Have you heard any noise?"
'No-sleep cannon proof-what's upP,
rubbing our eyes.
ut took noise enough TO wake, you, 10
start a regiment of soldiers. Wife has the
headache. What do you say TO bacelor
set down, with few bottles of champe 10
assist digestion 2"
"Don't dodge the question"
Under the melowing influence fthe rosy
god,' Ben peached the mysterious secret
which we cleared up under the express con-
sideration that it should be kept.
We were introduced to the ladies the next
morning, and saw by the twinkling Of eyes
and rosy bushes that the secret had been
kept-circulating
Sufficient is II to say tina; the young lady
who admired us as a statue, admired us
much more in propria persona that she had
many charms, not the least of which was a
hundred thousand dollars; and that in four
weeks we sentthe printer a cake with we'd
ding notice.
Reader at the present time there's (talk
of our running for Congress) pearly arm on
our shoulders, a little alabaster hand playing
in our locks, rogush face with black eyes,
rosy cheeks, and ruby lips bending over us
Gan explosion like unto cork popping from
beer bottle) "You are real naughty TO tell a.
bout rl.-Al6any Daehman.
Mississippi. august, 1850.