The spirit of democracy. [volume] (Woodsfield, Ohio) 1844-1994, 1851-12-31
"Well, ] tink | has few," says the beer

O. nothin' tu day, and guess III hev few
o. them notions, any way" says the sran-
ger, who by this time was the cynosure OF
all eyes. and an object of considerable
merriment to the crowd in and abou, the
shop.
The Dutchman and the Yankee "dicl-
cred" awhile about quality and price, but
finally the matter being adjusted, the Yam
kee sat down upon a whisky cask, arrang-
ed his fodder before him on the end OF the
counter, and started his masticatng fos-
sils, full chizzle.
Stranger" says one Of the crowd, "l'll
bet somethin' you're Yankee"
swell, guess yeou'd win, tu, on that"
says the Yankee.
"Oh, | knowed you was; you're all ter
rible critters for gingerbread, haint you!"
continued the inquisitor.
"Yes," says the Yankee. taking pull
at his beer, 81 reckon we deou devour it
once in while. 'Taint hard tu take when
feller's innards are nigh on tu col.
lapse"
"Whar do you hail from when you're
at home, any howF"
"Where deou hail from?" says the
Yankee.
"Yes-whar dye b'long?" continued
the questoner.
"Where deou belong? Ye-as-(an-
other swig of the beer.) Well, squire,
seen' its yeou, III tell yeou. cum from
mighty ways deown to'ards sunrise;
yeas, mighty surprsin' folks deown our
way; spry, teou, always up afore the sun,
darned old critter; often hev to give it 4
pry in the cold mornin's 10 git it up and
off beout its business. Fact, by golley.
Wern't for spry folks down there in Maine,
guess yeou'd hev tu deou without a sun
'casionally out this way. for it often takes
heap O. coaxn' an stirin' to get the old
blazer to rise and spread herself"
"Reckon you have mighty cold snaps
down that way!" says one.
"Cold na-ps," says the Yankee. "I
guess we deou get up little the coolest
snaps deown there in Maine, casionally.
ever you did see, Perhaps"
"What do you call cold weather, down
there among you Yankees?
"What do you Gull cold weatherW says
he, 81 ken tell yeou. squire; when the
cattles tails drop clean off and the grind
stone busts; when rams horns snap ike
pipe stems. and the ceows' bags freeze up
when snow falls fifteen feet upon level,
and hard enough on the top to bear an OK;
when four and half proof freezes, and
the fire goes out; then, jest abeout thea,
squire, we consider it mighty cold snap
o weather"
This picture Of cold weather symptoms
in Maine tickled the crowd amazingly. and
the langh seemed to fire up the Yankee:
"Guess yeou needn't take on SO beout
it; bet five dollars yeou haint got no sich
cold snaps eout here, any how" :"
Asno disposition manifested itself among
the crowd to chalk up to the Yankee s
weather in Maine. the crttor choked down
his rising dander. and with a gulp swallow
ed down the residue of his beer, crowded
the last cake into his mouth, and giving
that aperture a wipe with the hack OF his
bony hand, he faced the lutchman.
"Neow landlord. ipher up the damages,
and I'll square the account.
"Well, dere vos der beer. six and dere
vos der cakes, ten, dat vos sixteen cents"
Sixteen cents! | swan that's a heap
O money TO invest in cakes and beer. any
how; sixteen cents. Guess twelve and
half will do, won't it,"
mo. dot it won't" said the beer man;
"chust down nit der monish"
"Well. meow. guess yeou needn't get
riled up absout it, any how; guess ken
plank the peyter Without gettin' csntank-
erous abeout it. Blu. s'pose yeou call it
Jest fourteen cents, cash up. and no grumb-
lingl"
"Bosh!" growls the Dutchmsn; down
nit der monish, and clear out Of nine
house nit yor tampt Yankees"
"Oh meow! sheow yeour monkey, will
ycour? Guess yeou can't skeer teller,
no heow, but | say, yeou, heold yeour
gizzard and let's arrange business; four
teen cents and-a 81 gar-what dye say!"
Ready to explode, the old Dutchman
frothed at the mouth like fresh tapped
beer cask; but finding that his cool, sell
possessed antagonist was not TO be gotten
rid of without a pecuniary advantage, the
Dutchman made the sacrifice, dumped
down "melee" on the counter, and de.
manded the cash, fourteen cents in full!
Leisurely hauling out an old greasy
wallet, carefully encircled with innumera.
Bile tapes and yarns, a Spanish dollar was
brought forth, the wallet closed up, slowed
away, and the dollar patiently placed upon
the counter by the impurturable down
easter.
"Neow. there's the pewter, jest smash
that, and take eout yeour bill, says he.
The moment the Dutchman put his fin
gers on the dollar his Dutch blood seemed
to centre in his expansive face; so red,