Litchfield enquirer. [volume] (Litchfield, Conn.) 1829-current, 1851-05-29
opement Of truth, and is not mere paint
ing .-Rev. Dr. CEee0er's.


The oldest inhabitant' perfectly rernem-
bers the Widow Trotler, who used, many
years ago, to occupy small wooden house
away down in Hanover street, in some
what close proximity to Salutation Alley.
Well. this widow was blessed with SOS,
who, like Goldsmith and many other mea
distinguished in after life, was the Ounce
Of his class. Numerous were the flOggings
which his stupidity brought upon him, aud
We road to knowledge was with him liter
| ally a vale of tears
One day he came home as usual, with red
| eyesRnd red hands.
| 'Oyyou bIackguard, screamed his moth
er-slie was bit ola scold; you've bAen
giliin another lickin know
'Oyes. replied young Mr. Trotter; sthat's
one of tlp "eg'lar exercises-lick;n me.
AFTER I've licked 'Frotter,' says the master,
I'll hearlha rthmetic class But, mother,
to change tIs subject. as the criminal said
when he fouad the Judge was getting per>
sonal. is ther ANY arrant can do for you!'
Yes grumbled the widow, only you
are SO e,arnal slow about anything you un>
dertake; go and get pitcher Of water.
and be four years about it, will you.'
Bob took the pitcher and wended his
way in the direction Of the street pump;
but he had MT got far, when he encoun>
tered his friend. Joe Buffer, the mate of a
vessel, issuing from his house, and drag
giug Il heavy sea, chest along after him.
Come, Bob,' said Joe,' bear hand and
help me down. to Long Wharf with this,
We'll, 80 would only you see mother
sent me for u pitcher Of Water @ '@<
what do you care for your mother p
she don't caf6fOr you. Come along
We'll, I& me first hide the pitcher 80
| can fad it again.
With these words he slowed away his
earthenware under flight of stone steps,
and accompanied his friend on board ship.
The pilot was urging the captain to cast
of and take advantage ofthe wind and tide,
but the captain was waiting the return of a
boy who had shipped the day before.
AT last he turned to Bob and said
What do you say. youngster, to ship
ping with me2 I'll treat you well, and
give you ten dollars month"; ~
Il should like to Co. said Bob, hesitating>
ly-but my mother--
Your mother will be glad to get rid Of
you. Como, will you go?'
sl'llgo" &ts
Cast off that line,' shouted the captain;
and the ship was soon at sea on four years
trip sss ma
Meanwhile the disappearance of Bob SCI
riously alarmed his mother. A night pass
ed, and the town crier was called into re-
QUESTION for a week, when she gave him
up and went into mourning.
Just four years after the occurrences, the
ship got back to port, and Bob was paid off
$4OO over and above all he had taken up.
AS he walked in the direction OF his mo.
theirs house in company with Joe, he said,
y wonder if anybody's found that old
pitcher p
He stopped down. thrust his arm under
the stone steps and v ithdrew the identical
earthen,ware he had deposited there just
four years before. Having rinsed and fill
cd it with water, he walked into his moths
er's house, and found her seated in her nc
customed arm chair. She looked at him
for minute, recognized him, and scream.
| ed out,
'Why Bob, where HAVE you been I
What have you been doing!'
'Gettin that pitcher Of water answered
Bob, setting it on the table; always obey
orders. You told me to be gone four years
about it. and was