The Literary echo, and Pawcatuck advertiser. [volume] (Westerly, R.I.) 1851-1854, 1852-01-01

"Here too, here too," circulated all
around the room.
"Well, then my lads" said Tom, +" the
meeting is adjourned until tomorrow
night, when it will meet again to carry
into effect the resolutions unanimously
adopted by this body. Yes, my lads,
when the colossal wing of time shall have
famed out the light Of another day, and
the stars shall again peer forth from their
sable curtains, then, will we''--
Snake the OF rip out o the yard"
sung out Ebenezer
AS the town clock peeled out the hour
of twelve, two or three dark figures mi ght
have been seen-had there been any one
to see-noiselessly stealing their way along
the fences that enclosed the play ground,
toward the gate.
"Where's Tom :" asked one of the
party.
Here ~ said Tom, elevating himself
from behind stump where he had crouched
on their approach, not knowing whether
they were friends or foes.
"Hellow, yeu'r around, L parceive," !"
Sald our SIX foot 1Our.
Have you got the fannels, Tom 2"
aeked one of the party.
Yes, all right, come on"
They opened the gate and silently
wended their way up to the farther end of
the enclosure where the cow was silently
reposing and comfortably chewing her cud
little dreaming that in five short minutes
she should be forever excluded from the
paradise in which she had so sumptuousy y
resided for the last twenty-four hours.
"Come, old Daisy, elevate them bones
of yours" said Tom nudging the old COW
with the toe of his French calf "Now
Ebc," continued he, fasten on your rope,
and Ike Littleton, you and Jim Watson
hold the old rip till l put these pieces of
flannel ON her feet; there, now, let 'er
rip! hang on tu yeur rope Ebe-ne-zer,' u
drawled out Tom, in imitation of our
Yankee friend
The old COW, on being released, tore
off like mad, almost jerking Ebenezer out
of his boots.
"Now, cuss yer old picter," painted he,
as he run the rope around little sapling
and brough the criter tu, =" [ rayther cal
kilate as how, yeu'll hold on and give a
feller breathin' spell, won't ye;"
The old COW shook her head
Yeu won't, eh wy wat an unaccom-
modating old critter yeu'r gettin' tu be.
[ sposc yeu'r in an awful hurry tu 60, tea
is watin and yeu'r cakes ill all git cold,
will they or is yeur old man waitin for
yeu tu come an tend tn the young uns
Keep yer gravel out of my eyes," con-
tinued he as the old COW commenced
paving the ground, 6 eff yeu go tu gittin
sacy beut it, wy, I'll jest take an lam ye !;
treu as yeu live, yeu old Hyena."
The remainder of the party now came
up and taking hold of the rope, escorted
her without further trouble out of the play
ground. They drove her along until they
came to the front entrance of the college
when they came to general halt.
Is the room all ready, Tom ;"
Yes, everything is taken out"
"Now, the question naturally arises,
how, in the name of all stubborn things,
are we going to get the old land whale up
stairs :"
"Let Ebenezer 60 ahead and pull on
the rope, and you and Jim get one on each
side and punch her in the ribs with these
sharp sticks, and I'll stay behind and
boost !" suggested Tom.
Having arranged themselves according
to directions, they commenced a simulta-
neous and unmerciful attack upon the old
COW, pulling, punching and boosting, but
not step would she move, and only ex-
hibited her disapproval of the whole pro-
gramme of proceedings by an occasional
below.
"Dod rot yer mullish picter," sung out
Ebenczcr from the stair way where he had
been tugging at the rope till his hands
were almost blistcred "shet yeur yaup,
yeu old fool" continued he, as the old
COW recommended believing, "yeu'll