The miners' express. (Dubuque, Iowa) 1849-1854, 1853-06-08
TON FnAY'S SOi.lLOQUY.
"Most any female lodger up stairs,


Occasions thought in him who lodges under"
Don't they tho. Not druccd thing have
been able to d, snce that little gypsy took the
room overhead, about week ago. Pal-Pat-
pat, 90 these little feet over the floor ill ! am
as nervous as cat in chime clost, and Con
fonndcd pretty feet they are too, for caught
sight of EN- going up s'airs.) Then can hear
her little rocking chair crcak, as she sits there
sewing and keeps singing tLOrc n0t-t0re MOI,
Gust as if fellow could help ,) Wish she
was nj quite 81 pretty it makes me feel decide
edy uncomfortable. Wonder If she has any
great six footer of brother, or cousin, with
sledye hammer fist? Wish l was her washer
woman, or the little Niger who brings her
breakfast; wish she'd faint away on the stairs :
wish the house ou'd ke'ch fire to night! Here
| am in this great barn of a room, (all alone,)
chairs and things Sc, square mp against The wall;
no little feminine .frin round; shall have to
buy a second hand bonnet, or little pair Of
CATER boots to cheat myself into the deluson
that shere's tno Of u.s. Wish that little gypsy
wan I shy as rabbit. can't meet her on the
stairs, if die for il /; I've upset my ink stand
dozen times, hopping up when thought heard
her coming. Wonder if she knows when she
sits negotiating there that Shakespeare or Sam
Slick, or some body says, that happiness is born
a twin?' cause il she don't I'm the missionary
her living! (poor little sonlD It's time had
a wife, By Christopher. Sitting there picking
her fingers with that murderous needle II
she was sewing on my dickeys it would be worth
while now That's it-by Jove! Ill get her
to make some d ckeys, don't want 'em any more
than Satan wants holy water, but that's neither
here nor there; | shall insist upon her taking
the measure Of my throat! bachelors have to be
right fusty. There's pretty kettle of hsh
now; either she II have to stand on cricket: or
shall have to get on my knees to her. Solo
mon could't fl any thing better; deuce take me
if couldn't say the right thing then. This
fitting dckeys is work of time too. Dickeys
isn't TO be got up in hurry.
Halow'. there's the door bell there's big
trunk thumped down in the entry Is Mrs Lee
garc at home? Mrs. Legare like that now!
Have been in love whole week with Mrs
Legare, Never mind may be she's a widow !
Tramp, tramp, up comes those masculine feet
up stairs-hands some fellow too N e b u c a.
dnezzar!
If / ever heard kiss in my life head one
then! wont stand tits an invasion OF my
rights, I'll listen at the door as I'm sinner -
What right have sea captains OH shore, Id like
TO know. Confound it all! Well, | always
knew women wern, worth thinking Of; a set
Of deceiifui little monkeys changeab!e a
rainbow, superficial parrots, as full of tricks
as conjurer, stubborn as mules, vain as pea
cocks, Noisy magpies, and full Of the ''Old
Harry" all the time! There & Dciiiah" now !;
dida she take the strength out of Sampson -
and wernt sSisera" and judith born fiends
and didn't the little mink of "l1erodias" dance
John the Baptis,'s head off! Didn't Sarah
"raise Cain with Abraham, till he packed Ha-
gar off! Then there was-well the less said IF
HER the better but didn't Eve, the foremo,hcr
of the whole concern, have one talk too many
with the sold serpent?" Of course, she didn't
do nothing else!" Glad never set any of my
young affections on any o'em! Where's my
cigar case (? How tormented hot this room
is