The daily dispatch. [volume] (Richmond [Va.]) 1850-1884, 1852-07-15
THE DAILY DISPATCH.
kNICKERBOCKEREANA.

We select the following from the Editor 8
Gossip" 10 the June number of the knicker-
booker:
Happening 10 get peep at a half written
book by cur friend Pynnhurst, whose "Wan
dsrings and Ways Of Thinking" are becoming
30 popular, we convey ed' the following Il
rcnlember TO have been sent bv my mother,
an mission Of consolation to Mrs. Beddles,
who had just lost her husband, our farmer.-
What best remember about her before this
occasion is, that she had quantities of ducks,
Of which she was very proud. She evidently
believed that no other birds knew what nloult-
Ing meant; she thought her ducks, and they
alone, committed this action. "Yes, Master
Hugh" she used TO say, "yes; Sir" with
,uong emphasis on the Sir" "lhem ducks as
sou see there, which the one that his tail turns
On Is the drake well, them ducks changes
their foliage regular every spring" Well,
being sent, when nine or ten years old, to con-
dole with tirs. Beddies, | did not know exact
" what 10 do. Mrs. Beddles," said, "Mam-
aa sent me down TO say how sorry she is that
Mr. Beddles is dead.'' "Oh, ho, yes, my
Iear Master Hugh your mar is so good She
TOO. have lost good husban', but nobody
tou't know what | lost, he was stitch good
purwider." felt like laughing and crying at
lie same time. MS | said "Ies, | know he
Was a good proyider, but that makes you glad
10 think OF now, don't it?" "ies, my dear
AZ when Que is all lonely so,and no particular
business for to foller, one can't help a cryn'
10. them is went to their long ONES, and as
vas sitch good purwiders. And now he lays
there into the back kitchen, in his clean shirt
sud drawers, and they amt nobody TO purwide
no more" Waen | had gone little way,
eIl US ii had not done enough, and began to
IL, a. l.L,. 1 Il
should be sorry to have them buried very soon;
and tha, suggesting another topic of consola.
ton, went back, half opened the door, and
said Mrs. Beddles, don't you bury Mr..
Beddles so soon. know that Mamma would
like to keep him with you as long as possible"
"Yes, Master Hugh" she answered." 81 would
keep him, but it is stitch warm weather that
I'm uieard he II spile ~
A friend gives us an amusing idea of "a
Batch Judge" in the following sketch:
"He was about TO sentence prisoner, and
on looking around for him, found him playing
chPquers with his custodian, while the fore
man of the jury was fast asleep. Replenishing
the ample Judicial chair with his broadcast
person. he thus addressed the jury Mister
goreman and toder jurymans Der prisoner,
Hans Vleckler, is vinished his game NIT der
sheriff, and has peat him, but 1 shall dake
care he don't peat me. Hans has peen tried
for murder petore you, and you must pring in a
vardck, but il must pc 'cordn to de law. De
man he KILT WASH KILT at all, as it was broyed
ne is IN der Jail at Morristown, for sheep-stea-
ng. Put dat is no madder. Der law says
ven dere ish tout you give 'em to der bris-
,ner put here der ish no tout you see der
prisoner sh guilty. Pesides, he ish great
!Oaier. | hat know'd him witty year, and he
Aashn't tone s'ditch of work in all dat times !;
and deie ish no one defending upon him for
ier liyn', and he ish no use to no pody. /
dlnk il would pc goot plans to hang him for de
example. dink, MIR. Voremans, dat he peter
pc hung next Fourt o July, os der militia ish
/ goin' 10 drain in anoder county, aud der would
pc no yun gon' on here ~
Ii should be added, 10 the credit Of the jury,
I that in spite of this "learned and impartial
CHARGE" they acquitted the "brisoner," find
I ng him "Not Gu lily, if he would leave the
State"
Sam was in Philadelphia, on his first visit.
q Consequently he had rather verdant look,
I aud stfolled down Chestnut street, wild as one
4 ust caught. Ga his devious route he was ac-
4 costed by an exquisite of the first water, who,
4 hIlding ou, a regalia, requested Sam TO "be
Kind enough to afford him light" Sam drew
himself up 10 his full height, looked supercil-
'ously down upon his interrogation, and finally
&'ePled "Cerlain3y,f sir, tobacco levels all
distinctions light your cigar, sir" and took
hasty leave. So writes friend, from whom
II more anon"