Cooper's Clarksburg register. [volume] (Clarksburg, Va. [W. Va.]) 1851-1861, 1852-03-03
Guuper'a Clurkshurg Register
VWHERE WE'RE YOU LAST NIGHT
No. ATTW ELNEln -sste

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or people in one respect he would eat i
And as he wendell his way slowly across
Tremon Row to dinner, one day, his at.
tention was arrested by the display of
sundry heads of people in Southworth's
daguerreotype show case. The idea sud-
denly struck him that his own counte-
nance wasn't bad 'un for a picture--so
he found his way up stairs, at once, into
the reception room.
Whats the price OF that size 2 he as
ked of the polite attendant.
Five dollars, SIR
And this 2
Three dollars
Couldn't you put me in that for three?'
pointing to the largest plate.
I'VE have but the one price, sir
Yes, know. But you see I'm one Of
the judges at the court-p'lcce court
and these dog rAtype places are getting
to be so very numerous in this communi'
ty.'
Yes sir. but good picture
All, und'stand But you can take
copy, put it in the case below-and eve
ry body knows the judges of the piece
court
well, sir, as you're public man.
shall cake your picture
Thank'ee-thank'e e,' said his honor.
When shall como in?'
Tomorrow, at eleven, if you please,
sir, responded the attendent, civilly-and
the judge departed.
Next day, at half past ten o'clock, a
hand cartman arrived before the door
He looked up. satisfied himself that all
was right, and then shouldering portion
of his load, he quickly found his way into
the reception room of the artist, where
he dumped his goods upon the floor, with
out ceremony, and turned to bring up the
balance.
'Hollo. friend said tho attendent,
what's all this about?'
e. This is South orth S amt it?'
Yes
ITS all right then, Boss'll be here in a
few minits. He's comm t'have his pictur
taken
20. the judge?' asked the attendant.
Yes replied the cartman, and Ave
minutes afterwards the latter decamped,
leaving sundry papers. books, inkstands,
&c, which he had brought up agreeably
to order.
AT eleven o'clock, according to ap.
pointment, the learned functionary made
his appearance, with the luxury of q clean
dickey on, and looking as wise as an
owl.
'All ready?' inquired his honor, good
naturally.
Yes sir, be seated said the operator,
who now made his appearance.
marked the judge; and an expression al
togethe iudescribable with pen and ink
Pervaded the learned gentlcman's phiz.-
One moment, sir, if you please, There
is much in the character of a pictur; and
much depends on what persition the set
ter takes, in dog'ratypes as we'll as any
other portraits
The artist was convinced instanter; and
if he had entertained the slightest doubt
before, Ill anxiety vanished at once as the
learned judge concluded the sentence
But he was not ready yet.
Therefore, continued his honor, it
wouldn't do to take me in the ordinary
way. Persition, Mr., Artist, persiIion is
every thing in these matters
You are right, sir
To be sure | am; and l want to be ia
ken, you see, with my law books and
such things here, in my official persition. ;
Exactly said the enthusiastic artist,
entering into the spirit of the thing.
Yes, there-thats it, continued his
honor, raising himself up and assuming a
show offerocity, Now do you see, IN
fix myself; and when say take ne, it'll
be the time. You must imagine wit
ness standing there, and me addressing
him, Mr., Artist, Mind now; and when |
put the question to him, look out for the
cxpression.-Eh .
! understand. sir
The judge put on an unearthly scowl :;
his broad bald forehead was filed with
dozen wrinkles; his round face was gath
cred up from its extremities, until it re-
sembled huge, well-baked apple; and
then it was the fearful interrogatory burst
fran his lips, Where ,0ers you last night
at trelve g
Take ME now take me now = shrek,
ed the Judge, as the perspiration rolled
down tho sides of his face; and South
worth did his best. The cap was placed
upon the cylinder, and the deed was ac-
comPlished The judge had been taken
in his official position
A few minutes after, the operator pro-
duced his work. Such twisted, contor-
ted. bald pated, inexpressible counte-
nance had never been conceived before,
in all time
What's this. Mster?' exclaimed the
judge, COMPOUNDED,
1t is your picture. sir
'Completed?'
Complete, sir
1t looks like the ghost of dead mig.
GER continued his honor, half facetiousIy
and half in chagrin.
! know it, sir, and beg your pardon;
but it is most striking likeness Of your of
tGcidl poStionP added the artist quietly.