The organ of the temperance reform. (Cincinnati, O. [Ohio]) 1852-1853, 1852-07-09
from the New York DutehmaD,l
A SPIRITUAL KROCKBR.
4 Sour oroI Scene in cellar.
ny JACK HUMPHEIEs.

PennyslVania farmers, Germans mosuy, navy
an inalienable love for soar cr0Hj indeed, u IS
in vogue with most Pennsylvanians and New
Yorksrs. We confess TO slight regard Tor the
edible oursef. Like Goldfish, sour crout Is rather
Odoriferous than otherwise, but TO well regu-
lated appetites, strong and wholesome diet
II is part of every falPs domestic arrange
ments in the interior Of the Keystone State, to
lay in cabbage, and some particular night have |
a Jolly time cutting up and packing down the
sour crolt. Quite party Of old and young
assembled, and the livelest kind OF tlhRs
comes off in the spacious kitchen and cellar OF
'Our house at home Those that have ever
witnessed one Of those sour cfOut bees, can
well realize the material OF our rather humor-
Gus story, while almost anybody can have a
hearty laugh at the fun Of the thing.
Daddy Eokstein, fat jolly, old, retired tar
eTn EsepeT, near Harrisburg, Pa one tall lald
in a large stock Of prime cabbage, and In due
course Of time, called in his friends and neigh
bors to manufacture said cabbage into first class
crORt. Never was there, probably, more
locund and hearty assemblage Of youngsters and
old 'uns beneath the time -hOnored roof OF Dad |
dy Eckstsin. Nanny Eckstein was an old lady |
Of good dimensions, got up upon the regula |
Dutch style Of human rchitectUre-square, Tore
and aft--tWo single women, rolled into one.
Things had worked along towards 10 z. M;
the biggest footed maiden had gone through
part Of the performance Of trampiag dorm,
(saHs stockings, with a reef OF skirts) the cut
cabbage in the barrels. The old 'uns had lit
their pipes, the fiddle was screwed up things
set back, candles trimmed, and kHick- -knacks
ordered up, by the heads Of the establishment
"Molly you and Fritz 60 down and fOtch up
de cider, and some dat goot ole beer, said Dad
DIV Ecksten to his grOW; and down the capa-
cious cellar way started NANNY, poecoded by
bullet-headed Dutch gal, with sundfy mugs and
pitchers.
The cellar was deep and dark the gal got
down before the old woman, aRd was Just about
to relieve herself Of the pitchers and mugs, by
setting them upon bench, when she let 90 all,
and gave vent to her lungs by f.
"Ugh-h-h-h! Mine Got-t-t-t; run here-e
Nanny did not fail to clinch the gal, and
she, in her endeayor to get up, and NANNY S
left loOsing its equibrilium, giving a pitch
downwards-the old man and his goOdlie com
panic above, arrived at the head OF the stars
lust in time to see nanny and the gal gong
down lickety split, only stopping at the loot OF
the broad cellar steps-kerS0aSe
The gal screamed Justify, the Old lady was
so shook about, confused and confused, that
very sonorous grunt was the utmost she could
do.
eco town, 20 town' cried Daddy.
''Run town" shouted another Dutch daddy
"HeIp EN- up" cried a third.
"Mine Gottl 90 town.
GO town. n-n-n-n.'
"Well Wy der teuiful don't you go nit some
bodyi" bawIed Daddy, as one after another o
the company took turns in advising "sombod.
OgO."
''Bo8Ap said the old man. "you pack Of COW
ards 90 meself!" and crOwding through, h
took the light and made step dowuwards.-
The gal had got loose from the old lady, ant
was coming up with surge that startled tht
old man, who losing his presence Of mind, aut
foothold also, slid heels foremost hitting th
poor Dutch gal about midshps, and giving he
enough lee-way to preCipitate her, all stand
ing, backwards, down again carrying away III
old lady, who had Just begun to bout ship an
tack up stairs!
The girls and fellers, aud old folks, up stairs
were not quiet observers Of those acy0batln
faJieaur, for they yelled--somc ran-othCr
rushed-not to the rescue Of those in the cellar
but to make their mortal escapes from the house
crying out
Devil in der Celiar''
"Teufels got em TcuifeI gol en-,
"Ohl mine Got. Daddy isb kilt"
"Tunner and blitzen!' roared out Que old fcI.
low, "dsh is too tam pat for let mine old frcnt
Ecketein be kilt nit cellars, and dCsh tam COW
ards run away; | 20 town, by tunner and blk
EN-" and to carry out his patriotic intentions
o.d Peter Bomwig seized a candle and his stick
and made dash for the cellar, Thanked by hi
old woman, begging him for Cots sake not +
20 to der teuifol nit de rest in der cellar!'
But Peters blood was up--he went forwar
the cries Of Daddy Eckstein and the gal wer
awful. The old lady appeared to have her qai
stllS, the gal cried out that the teHitei was a
them, tooth and nail, while old daddy rOarc
worse than a Louisiana Bull in tarnado--
'He'8 got usl He's got u.s."
'Whos 20, you, daddy3" cried Peter, at tn
head of the stars--baCked up by his wife, tw
shaking CrOut eaters, and some six or Cigh
double .fisted gals.
"Oh-h.h, der teaJci, der tHi---- od' ah '
bawled the old man, as if interrupted in hi
discourse by dire antagonist. Room down
Petair koom dow-w-w .wn; OIL we're gone fc'
gol@"
The gal managed to lumber up stairs with &
rush. The gathering at the head Of the stairs
hearing the gal coming before they saw her
took it for granted that his sable majesty being
sure Of those below, was now after those above
and taey ,2eal; with yell and confusion better
imagined than described Not so old Pcter
BomwighC dropped his light bu. drew bis CanC
bawling--
If you be dc Jeuiiul, / m gone, but give,
you a knock nit mine stick 0aH way and ker
wang he broughtit. Luckily for the DutcI
gals skull, it was thick and the cane hittinj
the top Of the doorway, had some Of its fore
mitigated 50 Katc--the gal--instead Of havin
her gOaTd cracked, was merely sent rcGlin
down stairs again, breaking her fall upon I'll
old Daddy, who upon all tours, was Crawlin
up step or two believing all the time.
The excitement had spread--the neghbo
came in-a minister had been sent fora do
tor was worse wanted. Old Peter BrOmwi
volorously expatating upon the knock he h
given der teuifel, was standing firmly again
the door, declaring that the old critter' W
trying to rush up and deyour all hands! L
noise and confusion save few groans fro
Daddy Eckstein, was all quieted--old Nick b
finished his work--pOoT daddy and nanny al
the gal were pronounced done for. But t.
minister came, lights were brought, the boo
opened, the cellar door also, an the minist
to erOrcise the evil spirits in low, gutter
high Dutch tone, as he descended the cell
stairs, followed by the stoutest hearts.
Nothing Of note transpred until the par