Wilmington journal. [volume] (Wilmington, N.C.) 1844-1895, 1852-06-04

The following stort from the Shawneetown Argus,
is decidedly rich and will do we'll TO pass round
And by the way-speaking of owls, reminds MS OF
a rich dialogue that recently occurred between our
friend Andy s., an honest Dutch drayman. and
the prince of all owldon who inhabits The richest
portion of Lower Egypt, few miles in tho interior
of our town. Andy had been visiting the country
in the prosecution of an honest livelihood. and on
bis return home night had thrown her pail Of dark
ness over the earth, just he passing the
territory of his owlship. At this critical moment.
our friend met witha sad mishap, by driving his
dray into deep chuck hole, filled with freezing mud
and water. After two three Intellectual attempts
to pull out Andy remembering the advice of Hercu-
les, put his shoulder to the wheel in manly effort
to extricate himself from hiS gloomy and perilous
situation. His owlship who was perched upon
limb at short distance from the scene of discomf
tnre viewed the labors of the Dutchman in the dark
ative, and in order to express his indignation in Ian
guage that could not he misunderstood, he called
out in n loud and shrill Soice-
"fo hoo ho hoo no hoo no are you, ho hoo ho
hoo ho hoo are you, no hoo ho hoo SOU =!
81 sh Anty te tray triver, from Schoneetown. by
shing, un ish fast in tbs tam mud hole nit mine
tray Loaf of corn, vot got to fs mine hoses NIT
will you come an helpsh out. mnc goot fcllcr 2!
Andy paused for reply, but neither reply nor as-
sstance cam, the relief of his troubled spirits
He renewed his efforts at the wheel; and when about
to succeed in extrcating himself from the mud, his
hold invountarily relaxed. as his were again
saluted with the dolorous cry Of
Is fo hoo no hoo no hoo are yrn-ho hoo no hoo
no hoo are you = and with that peculiar chuckle
of the large owl as it ceases its cry. which much
resembles the laugh of a human being it continued
=" he he he ha ha ha.''
81 sh Anty tie tray trver from Schoonetown
tells you, by tam, if you ish any ting of schen
tleman you woot come un help me push mine trav
out init tish tam nut hole. radder than he siahnin
out tar in te colt, axen who ish, and latin like
dam FOOLS
Andy now goaded on to desperation by the unfeel-
ing taunts of his persecutor red"ubled his energies
but in the midst Of his ahors he third time
disturbed by the still louder cry Of
II Ho hoo no hoo boo hoo Arc youi -
"1ish Anty, te tray trver, by helsh, tells you
tsh twice times. Now by tc tamnashun efyou axes
ME twice time NOR, leafs my tray and goes tare
an fill your tam mout nit groun. you cussed chack
ass, you
Our friend was 40 more disturbed by his owshir,
but was permitted to wend his way peaceahly to his
home, as best he could through the mud and dark.
A few months after the occurrence above detailed,
our friend passing over the road and near
the same spot he discovered one of his neighbors,
whose wagon was loaded with live hogs to be CON-
pletey stalled in the mire. Andy gallantly rendered
his services loaded portion of his hogs into his
dray, and kindly proposed to haul them to town.
After completing this kindhearted arrangement of
Andys, the countryman, lwho by the way, was fa-
nllar with the owl story.) remarked to our friend
that this unlucky mud hole for he believed
it was the same in which he had seen him (Andy)
fast few weeks before
"Ten you ish te tam schountrel ash vot vos hol-
lerin ant lafin at me like cussed prute ven vos
freezin up in It's tam NUT hole. Why te ell It'd you
stan an ax my ven you seed me mired town to
my hubs NIT loat of korn-Vos it any matter nit
you vetder it Ahty OF te tvil. SO bins stick fast
To ell nit yourself your tam hogs in te bargain,
you wagapon on te cart
In saying which, Andy had Indignantly backed
his dray the road, and dumped the whole dray
load of hogs into the ditch, with their feet tied
gether. so that several of the larger drowned
before the countryman could release them.