The Cecil Whig. [volume] (Elkton, Md.) 1841-current, 1852-12-04
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For The Cecil Wing.
TO III L0F IT'S;
OR
A visit to the Marine Hospital.
BY SCRAGGS.
(COntinued,)

BY SCRAGGS.
(Contnued)
Well now about the loss of this are
fiappcr, Pve little more TO say. You
see; sent for a 'saw-boncs, and he saw
ed it off just below the knee. When
got well, came on to Balimor.--there
| saw my brave old commodore, who
was gricved under the idea | had been
captured by the enemy. When spun
him the yarn I've just told you, and
came to my ride into town, | thought
he'd a died laughing. He procured me
a pension but | wouldn't live any
where but where you found me, among
my comrades ever since the new 'ospit-
al was done-and so I've saved a clever
little sum, TO set Mary and me up now.
Ny old dad owns and keeps a little gro
Gerry on a corner, in Philadelphla-and
he says if will spree only once or twice
a month, Mary and | shall live with
him, and have the whole consern-as
he is getting too old now to manage it.
Well done! congratulate you.
Thank'e. Many the laugh Tom
Fowler and has had about that ride,
No doubt. But now haven't you
something to tell me about Mary
Oh! blow me, if that isn't all one as
ella Iping lighted 'linstock' to a powder
magazine: cause you see sir, it's a
'grceable SUBJECT, that | blazes away,
piping my secrets. till I'm bowed up
high and dry,-Lord, sir, Mary's Il jew
Ell! She's only about twenty. Her
cheeks be as red as two roSes--and her
neck's as white as any swans --her eyes
are the colour that God made choice of
for the heavens-her lips %, it's al
most a sin to speak Of Mem y they be
two ripe morela cherries; and sweet as
honey-dew: for | have tasted them.
She's not very tall-and sartain she's
not short--ottGn, abom up to my mouth!
But by the powers! sir, she's pure as
the chrystal drops that, like angels, de-
scend so gently during heavens nightly
visiIs, to nestle among TIE downy Pc
tails of the flowers.
HiIloa! Tom! Why, you're getting
poet'cal!
No. Squire. Trust me, got that all
byheart out Of some old primer or
song-book.---
Well, tell me where and how you
first became acquainted with Mary
So | will. BY all that's pretty, I'll
tell you all about it. You see sir, it was
on Sabbath morning, few months
since, | was standing on Arch street
wharf, when the ship Hope Tnll of
Irish emisrants) was 'warping' ashore.
1t was bright, sunny day. She had
scarcely been made fast till the pas
sengers poured out of her in flood. a
beautiful, healthy looking young girl
came running up to me, and clasplng
her hands in this way, with distress
sed countenance, ses she,-
Och wrraroo! sir, meselps lone
crature that's cast upon the wde-wlde
world-and Pm come across the salt
sac in sarch ov William. All now,
for the luve av heaven, sir, can ye tell
me where's William And yerseit
wouldn't be aither desavin lone girl, |
know be the looks awe.
No! blow me if deceive the likes Of
you, my sweet. innocent child, tor all
America. But who do you mean by
William lnever heard of him, that |
know of. But first, nv names Tom
Lofts. What may | call you my pref
ty little green
o, Misther Tom, don't be tlatherin a
poor girl. Is me name! Troth thin,
IT'S Mary 1t is-and Williams me
brother, he is.
gave her my arm, and we proceeded
up Arch street. A few doors above sew
enth, we halted. On the way had
told her was going TO see i! | could get
her placed IN the service Of Mrs. Thorn
ton, the wife Of David Thornton, good
old rich quaker, who used to own the
ship served my apprenticeship in
Looking up,al saw good old Davy sta
ring through front window at me, with
eyes as big as saucers. He had never
before detected me with a tender IN
tow was always great favorite
with him. bowed, and by the time
Mary and had assembled the high, mar
blesteps, he FASTENED to the door, saying
All, friend Thomas, how does thee do!
shaking me warmly by the hand--and
this is thy sister l-come in both.
There, take seats on the lounge. I've
wanted TO see thee so long What is
sisters name?
Ny sisters name is Sue, sir
Yes, yes. Thee has very healthy
look, Susanna. One would think thee
lead rural life, insteed ola city one,
to see thy comely, red cheeks, ell
BY this time, Marv's blushes increas-
ed her color--and her confusion was
greatly increased when, before | could
get to explain, David added