The mountain sentinel. [volume] (Ebensburg, Pa.) 1844-1853, 1851-01-30
NJ 7 S @ z Z L A n z o U S
D0dSc's Eiopeasicsit.
BY FALCONBRIDGE.

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Ossian E Dodge, the celebrated Boston
Vocalist, who paid 1925 for the first tick
e, to Jenny Lind's first concert in Boston.
Dodge, the eccentric and unequalled de
lineator; or, as the ladies call him, - the
imcomparably ugly man," appeared ''on
change" again last week; and the next
evening after his appearance, at Millken's
fashionable saloon-Doge' head quarters,
was at an early hour densely crowded with
the "memhers OF the order 10 listen TO
the rib-,ickling account of the many Incl
dents ever TO be met with III the life of a
Concert Singer.
MANY a time, and oft. have we shaken
our sides with uncomfortable laughter, as
the tormenting sentences of dry and spon
,aneous wit fell from the lips of the joker,
as unconcerned and as careless as drops
of spray from the overehanging cliffs at
Niagara.
But few, however, of the many rich
things related by him i'll our presence have
left the laughter in us, like the following;
but in order to be fully appreciated, the
readers should see Dodge tell the story.
Dodge, some wears ago-about the tinre
he quit teaching the art OF wa&-fruIt and
flower making, and, fortunately, took up
that of concerting, at which profession he
has, according To repute, amassed an inde-
pendent fortune-made break across the
mountains, and one fine morning found
himself in the city of Cincinnati.
Here he took passage in, the afterward
unluckv steamer, the B-S-, bound
down to Memphis, Vicksburg, Nalehez
and New Orleans.
slowed full on deck with agricultural i'm
plements, horses, cord wood, Dutch emf
grants, and other hardware; while the
Cabin overhead was filled up with trunks,
band-boxes, carpet bags. umbrellas, gals
and bows, men and women, and such like
plunder.
The boat showed off, fired her swivel,
and away she headed down stream, while
her old pipes breathed forth a cook, cook,
cook, " hich fairly caused the surrounding
hills to echo again.
After supper. Dodge having, by letter of
introduction. made the acquaintance OF a
very useful parsonage, the captain oil the
boat, they arm in arm, took peep into
the ladies' saloon; it was quite fall and
one Of the ladies was playing piano ele-
gantiy while some others. having greater
.aste for vocal than instrumental music.
were humming over few Of the late fash
ionabIe productions of Bale. DempsIer,
Glover, and other eminent composers.
The captain and Dodge stood for some
time in respectful silence, when the lady at
the piano very politely requested aid to
assist her in that glorious soui-exhlIeraung
never-dying old duet, the "Canadlan boat
song"
This was Dodge's cue: he very readily
stepped forward and begged permission 10
lead of.
elf YOU please, sir" said the lady,
whose angelliferous voice, Dodge VOWS
nearly took away his breath. Our hero
pitched into. the 'Boatman" like load OF
coal, and saws that, united with the angel
lie voice OF the Mississippi nightingale, lac
fairly made Rome howl"
After the Boatman, came a few selec-
lions from the operas lately published, and
the night new being far advanced, TO wind
up, Dodge was obliged 10 favor the ladies'
with trip 10 Niagara Falls.
"Old fellow, said the Captain, meeting
Dodge in the social hall about midnight,
"you got along swimmingly among the
ladiesSwhy, YOU sing like a bird
20 yes sing a liitle,' said Dodge.
"And egad, you thumbed that lady 5
guitar into fits!"
"Well, ra-ather guess did torture
some." replied Dodge: "bur tell me, Cap
tain, who is that lady dressed in black, that
sings like nightingale. and plays with the
finish and perfection OF professor
The Captain being a noted wag. and
The terror of all jokers on the Mississippi
river), suddenly conceived the idea of sell.
ing the Yankee with a joke which should
come 'high' among the New Englanders,
IN ages to come, as model ''sell."
"Thatlady, my dear fellow. is-a widow"
"You don't say so!' said Dodge.
ayes, but do, though. and, more than
that. she's rich! rich as mud. sir-rich as
mud! worth seventy five thousand dollars,
young and beautiful, into the bargain,-a
good chance for Yankee boy, jus, com
mencing in life, like you sir.'
"She's certainly very beautiful said
Dodge.
Beautiful as an angel, ''said the Captain.
"a very fine musician, too," replied
Dodge.
"Unequalled on the river," reioined the
CAPTAIN; ''sir she sings like seraph!"