The Cadiz sentinel. [volume] (Cadiz, Ohio) 184?-1851, 1850-05-22
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Maiden lane, @IthiH ihtee dHurs ri J.5uI
hiowal,, an extensive dealer ia shoes. jlsI
foreman was John Pelsue, wbosai behind tue
counter stitching shoes aud waiting on Gus
toners, as they stepped ia. One day al
corpse was found in The dock, al the foot of the
street. The coroner took The jurymaE from
the neighbOrhood, and among them John
MnwatI and his foreman, John Pelsue. The
corpse lay on the table in the center of the
room. Some fthe jurymen remarked that
as soon as John Pe'sue locke on The cOrpse,
he stated, turned pale, and as il going 10
faint. lie rallied, however, but his subse>
quent movements occasiuned some curious
remarks. The jury, having rendered
veIdict ofdeath by drowning, we're discharged
Mowatt turned Iouu6.to look for his foreman,
but behold, he was moi there. lie stepped out
Of doors and saw him high up the street, on
half run, when he quickly turned corner.
All sorts OF inquiries were made, but noihinc
could be heard Of him. This with turning
pale, at the first view of the corpse. occ ctsion,
ed sume strange surprise among the Jurors
for many days afterwards. John Muwait
was bachelor of thirty.fve, and Pesue
had seen abou, thirty summers.
On certain day, about one month there's
after. lady in deep mourning stepped inlo
Mowalt's store and asked for pair oil shoes.
While John was trying how the shoes fitted
The lady inquired
you had man in your store, John Pesue
| by name what is become Of him?
YES says Mowatt, 'but whnt has become
of him would give good deal to Iearn.'-
| lie then related the story as above stated.
Strange replied the lady. And you have
seen him snce2'
NO. replied Mowait, Il have NOT seen him.
Yes, you have seen him. replied the lady.
i certainly SAID Mowatt, would moi cons
radlct lady Of your appearance; but have
not seen him to my knowledge
well, them says she,' am John Pei
sue; and that subject or whom we held the
Jury, was the corpse of my husband MY
family name is Randall was born in Phil
adelPhia. married against the wishes of
my parents) John Conner, sober. indus,ri>
GUS man, by trade a shoemaker. We lived
happily for two years. He took to drinking,
neglected his business and once struck me,
while in liquor We had no amiIy, so re.
solved, while we were stitching shoes together,
to learn his trade and leave him. | soon
made passable shoe, wnen assumed male
attire, came 10 New York. and you gave me
work as joutneyman. The rest you know
John told the present narrator, some days
after, that on hearing this, he was dumb-foun-
ded.
We'll, madam says JOHN, what are your
plans for The tutue?'
Says she, 4 have moi formed my plan.'
'Weil,' says John, Il liked you as Journey.
man, aud when my foreman, was pleased,
suppose we now go into partnership for life =
In forty eight hours thereafter they we're
married. She was fine looking women, and
might have passed for twenty five.
This, perhaps, is the first instance on record
of a woman's sitting as coroner's jnryman, on
the corpse Other husband. The above is sim,
pie tale OF truth. was witness to all the facts.
A ARIcH Love LETTER The following
admirable hi at those ove.sck swans who
Indulge in an extaviganl prodIgaIity of honey.
ed words and byperboical phrases, when ad
dressing their duIcineas, we take from the
last Aberdeen miss } dependent. Such
rich piece OF literature should be prcserVea:
APRIL Isl, 1850
Most trdncead cnt and egrcgrious Miss.
Would that m ) pen were dipped in The dyes
oi the rainbow, plucked from The wings Of an
angel, and mended with the prayer Of an in.
fanl's wit! Then might expect TO paint the
burning brightness of that Kindled fame which
Thy thrilling eloqaence has enkndled. Thou
sunbeam Of sentiment! soft moonlight ofI
modesty !--hy voice is as gentle as The first
lstlTring Of an infants dream--thy step light
fas the silkenrlooted zephyr which famed
with the wing Of perfume the new born par.
adlse-- thine eyes are two brilianis, stolen
IRON seraphc crown-thy lips are riven
rose. buds, moislened by the honeyadew of
affection thy words are like drops of amber
thy teeth arc snow flakes set in n bed of
erbena. Sweet spirit Of camphor, double
distilled essence of homeopathy, sour krout
OF my hopes, souse of my thoughts, butter.
milk ca,sups of my fancy, tiger lilly of limos
cence, log wood of Professionalism art the
lnlcp of my dreams, ginger-pop of my Wa
king visions, aud cherry bounce of my re.
collection, Thou art as harmless as tiger,
handsome as an elephant, meIudious as the
the lion, meek as the hyena, spotted as the
leopard, bright as the struggling ray Of shivcr
ing, sneezng sunlight, passing The mortal
crncks of an old barn loft, or creased streak
of blue lightning churned 10 consistency in the
milky way, and peppered with shower of
lurnip-tops, comets, and percoon roots from
the crust Of eternity. The onion of the soul
pickeled pumpkin! presrved crab Of The gar
den Hesperide. Thy glance is as melting
as old butter IN summer time--thou art
drop of water from the cup of the gods, or
the juice of a rotten pine apple
GREGORY.
A SUCKER CANISTER "A story is told by