Monongalia mirror. [volume] (Morgantown, Va. [W. Va.]) 1849-1855, 1852-09-04

[ IAINoSS s-.t 4 asa "'S'
appnnont from the top af merchant
man. AS larad had expended nearly
his last shilling in procuring railroad
ticket, and the yaIise containing oil l,is N
effects was vanishing q, the rate OF ~
miles an hour, his "pheelinss," as Mr.!
Charlos Yellowplush has it, may oe
more easily imagined Than described.
| At this moment ofill fortune and des-
pair, our hero beheld a crowd Of people
rushing towards him and waving their
hats in the air. In a moment he was sur.
rounded by an eager multitude, headed
by the squire Of Pokerville The leading
magnate Of the place.
"Hurrah Tor Kezzhool" shouted tho
squire.
"Hurray! hurray!" echoed the un'er-
rifed.
Jarad took of his hat and bowed; he
saw a promising "spec" before him.
"Talk 10 him, 'squire,' said a man,
in low crowned felt hat. "You KIN
do it better'n anybody else"
"Governor Kozzhoot!" said the squire,
conccaling one hand under his coattalls'
and extending the other somewhat
in the fashion Of a parlytic pump-han-
die, "my ieller-citizens has done me
the honor 10 make me their spokesman
in welcome. Sir, we bid you welcome
10 this town, one Of The most Nourishlng
Of the numerous towns and villages OF
the far West, with population OF five
hundred, and prospects OF a speedy in
clrase-a town, sir, that boasts oil a gro
cery, schoolbouse and tavern, erec-
ted with total disregard ofeSpnse; yes,
sir, and railway station, erected where
the wild Indian once pursued his flying
prey, and the American eagle now folds
bis starred and striped wings i'll the G To-
rious consciousness Of emancipation
from the stamp act and the Boston port
bill. Sir, Pokervilsc has heard ot You
and your exploits, and now proposes TO
offer you the freedom Of the town. Sir,
once more l bid you welcome"
This speech had lasted long enough
TO give Jarad the opportunity ofcollec-
ting his thoughts. With pleasing lor-
eign accent he replied as follows: 4
"N1istair squire, and you citizens =
Pokerville; pardon the strangencsg
me accent, but trust the emotions ofas
heart. Hurrying eastward, on me great
mission, It was only throughraccident
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bear me on me way. Do me the jus
tice 10 believe that heard oi Pokerville
long before the star Of Hungary set in a
sea Of blood. A friend sent me at Bu-
da the first number OF the 'Pokerville
Gazette aud Skyrocket Of Literature and
Intelligence. l read II blythe low-bur-
ming watch-fre, guarded by my trusty
Niaguyers. lknew that Pokerville had
sworn upon the altars of freedom cter-
nal odiosily 10 absolutistieal preten'ious-
ness
81 accept the freedom OF your town,
and return you my thanks. Your words
are indeed very kind. Symrathy
! is sufficient for the man-but the patri-
OF, pleading his coun,ry's cause, requires
material aid. sFine Words as your
your great great Shakespeare has it, 'will
not butter parsnips::' neither will they
purchase muskctry. Pardon, then, the
poor exile. You can take his hat-but
you must return i! full Of dimrs.'
Jared's hat circulated freely among
: his auditors, and very handsome. a.
mount was collected and transferred
from the crown to the pockets of The sp-
plicant.
He was pressed with invitations 10
pass day-a week-a month at Poker
vile. The squire invited him 10 m
spcct the town-the grocery store-kcep-
er offered any amount Of gratuitous re-
treshments he was invited 10 attend
a scrub-race, cock-fght, and rattle
but all to no purpose: he gravely shook
his head, and muttered:
"My country, gentlemen; Hungary!
my mission!"
Soon another train came roaring up
on the railroad. 1t was an express; but
the depot master agreed 10 hoist red
flag and stop Shaking the hand of
the squire warmly, Jared sprang upon
the platform Of the last car, and waved
an adleu with hat aud plume. As the
train was disappearing, however, he
could not avoid applying his thumb to
his nose by way Of a parting sulute.
But tho inhabitants Of poketvile arc
simple people, and to thisday they boast
of having enjoyed the company Of thu
: iIlus,rous Magyar, and contributed ma
terial aid 10 his glorious caslse. OF
course our friend Jarad never undeceiv-
ed them.
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