The Lancaster ledger. [volume] (Lancaster, S.C.) 1852-1905, 1853-05-04

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Vent1loqust OF some note, was invited to
a hotel by some admiring patrons. A
bottle OF &ine was ordered, when, lust as
the waiter was about to draw the cork
and decant it, he and the company were
astopnded by plaintive voice exclaiming:
"Oh gentlemen, help me out of the lun,"
that is, the chimney. The landlord
was called, and OH the voice repeating it's
plantive petition, he exclaimed: "How,
in the name of wonder, did you get
there Z" 81 cam down the wrang lum
this morning." cried the prisoner, "and
Gamma gang up again and, o dear, as
title can | get down" The angry land
load declared the fellow must have inten-
ded thievery, sent for policeman, and at
the same time, procured a couple of Chin
ney-sweeps to examine the vent, while
every now and then the voice kept cry
ing: Il can't get downp The sooty-
men explored the chimney, and declared
that the man was gone. A repetition of
the 81 can't get down." belied their words;
and the landlord was on the point of send
ing for masons to break into the Vent.
when, to the astonishment Of all, Including
the ventriloquist's patrons, who were com,
pleteiy taken by surprise as well as the
others, the dexterous juggler revealed the
deception. He had initiated the CRYING of
a person from the chimney, and no one
had noticed the deception.
After spending week or two in daily
listening to such anecdotes as those that
have been related, my desire-and be-
lleve it was participated in my many 9TH
ers-to know who Mr.. S. really was,
knew no bounds. From his stories, one
sometimes would have imagined him to
be peer, sometimes sporting squire,
sometimes lawyer, merchant, physi
clan, or daily associate, at least, Of one or
other OF these classes Of the community.
Sometimes l imagined the mystic being
might be Il member of our senate, but,
seeing that half-a dozen at least of Mr..
rs bore the same initials, / was here as
much at a loss as ever
The appointed term Of my stay in the
| little watering-place approached, and I
was .wretched. Had it not been tor the
| medicinal waters Which drank every
morning, must have fallen into "curi-
Gus" consumption. The man with the
whiskers-he Of The initials. S.-had
made me miserable. He was as courte-
Gus, as much admired, and as anecdotical
as ever. One day, however, while halfa-
dozen OF lis were sitting at the ordinary,
and just as was thinking of announcing
my departure on an early day, one of the
party who had taken up newspaper, re-
marked that visitors had at last begun to
return from the country to town, and read
long list of arrivals, including many of
the nobility, at the National Hotel. For
the first time, as this list was read, saw
emotion depicted on the usually unper-
turbed coun.enance of the mysterious S. {;
that countenance which had so long
watched with absorbing interest. "An
attachment" was my immediate thought,
ito some lady named in the list of arriv-
ais" As soon as coiild, got the paper
into my hands, and instantly looked at
the arrivals. The celebrated beauties, the
hon. Misses A., were among the
number. "Poor j. s., or happy J. S., as
1t may be, has an attachment to one of
them, it is quite clear" was my cogitation;
and it was confirmed by his announce
ment, shortly after, of his intention to re-
turn to town by next days coach. Doubt
less the ardor of his passion induced him
to fly to his love without delay. Moore
deeply interested in my friend of the ini-
tials than ever, quickly formed and made
known my resolve to depart by the same
conveyance.
After had taken my seat, at an early
hour next morning, on the top of the
coach, j. S. made his appearance, but; to
my great surprise, his cheeks we're as bare
as my hand. His whiskers were com.
pletely gone. AS was ruminating or
the cause Of this, S. jumped up beside mi
OF the cbach; and everything was nearl,
ready for the start, when one of our com
panions of the ordinary, of whom we hac
taken leave on the preceding night, cam
to the door Of the inn, and looking up t,
us, was about as thought; to say "good
by" butt instead of that; he fixed his eye
on my companions unwhiskered counte
nance with look of amazement, gave
slap to his leg, and cried II have him a
last it's the"--"Ya hipp cried tn
coachman off dashed the horses, rattl
went the wheels, and what the gentIcmai
was about to say was drowned in til,
commingled noise. But il was not alto
gether lost upon me. saw tha, tn,
speaker so untimeously interrupted, hat
at last discovered, by tlie denIdation o
| his cheeks, who j. really was. Wha
would not have given for one moment
delay Of that coach's career as IL was.
had learned something. The last won,
| whicl | had heard--stite he-iHdicatk
| that j. S. was no common man. He ha
a title. People talk Of Ire yiscount, n
Lord .Adyocate; tie Lord Provost, but n
man ID an ordinary situation of life, n
lawyer OF merchant. can be distinctivel
pointed ops by the pre6xture Of the diff
| mite article ths. The gentleman with III
initials must unqGcstionabIy b . man {
no mean distinction.
4 With this impression on nv mind;
! confess almost insensibly heighfeHed th
respcctfalness q my tone 10 sddreasin