Sunbury American. [volume] (Sunbury, Pa.) 1848-1879, 1853-01-29
SELECT POETRY.
JOHN TUELL'S SHIRT.

For ioc0mOlion without legs,
Or messages on wire.
In foreign men and foreign things
They iouk but small diversion,
And deep as their religious faith,
For England their aversion.
Bnl Tim, he loved the marvellous,
Phrenoloaisis had said
The organ wonder was, no doubt,
The largest in his head.
One day il CHANGED, that Tim unto
Machias town did come,
To sell potatoes, and 10 fetch
Some groceries ITO hum"
Aud there arrived, he ourged about,
And gaped in every shop,
Considering what he'd like 10 buy
And what he had TO swop.
AT las, he met a stranger lad,
Who had dog to sell
A curions little cur il was,
And Tim 10 wondering fell.
The like he'd never seen before,
And meier nigh; see again,
For twas an English hound, the first
That e'er set foot in Maine.
Much he admired the glossy skin,
The limbs all strength and grace;
The pendants ears, that soltness gave
To that sagacions face.
! But more, ween had he admired,
Could he have seen the hound
Spring forth o'er Enslands dewy fields
To hail the bugle sound.
With tails erect, and nos,Iils spread,
They cleave the morning air;
Aud lead the joyous huntsman forth
To chase the stag and hare.
Then, Ills n gallan, sight 10 see
The yeomanry ride by,
With scarlet coats and brreches White,
On steeds of melile high.
To see far of the pack Of hounds,
Ger hills and wales they 90,
While still the winds bring back their cry
Their merry 'yo.e-o"
OF this Tim Dickson nothing knew,
But well he liked the beast,
| And much he onged TO show the folks
An English hound, down East;
And being somewha, flush OF cash,
"Ill buy that dog" he said
The lad was poor, so glad 10 sell
His layorite for bread.
The bargain made, his errands done,
Soon Tim began 10 Jog,
Bnt it was late ere he arrived
Al Cooper with his dog.
He found the door all fastened up,
The good folks gone TO bed,
And he had no alternative
But sleeping in shed.
But with an English cur lie down
He would on no pre'ence,
So took him in neighbor's yard
And tied him TO the fence.
Then weary with his journey, Tim
Spread s,law upon The ground,
And soon was wrapped in sumber deep:
Not so, the captive hound
In tha, strange place without a bed
He liked not sleeping so,
He scratched and whined, and then broke OF
With his long loud "yo-e-o"
There wa. window just above
The yard where he was tied,
And in that room John Tnell lay
His gentle spouse beside.
I Now, Mrs Tuell was dame
OF pnriianic breed,
A s,annch and stern disciple she
OF Calvin's fiery creed.
Al meeting twice a week, in prayer
Would she so strongly wresile,
That all the wondering neigh5oTs thought
She was chosen vessel.
= Bni old John TnelI, he was said
To be a hardened man,
Who 10 preceive his fallen state
# Had never yet began.
His dame had often preached TO him
), That man was wholly evil,
. And tried TO stir his conscience up,
And scare him with the Devil.
Bnr John woud only smoke his pipe
n Or drop into a doze,
>, Or sav, "Wall meow, | rather guess
You'd better fix my hose"
Thi. night, dame Tuell in her sleep
Grew conscious OF some sound,
But thinking il mnsl be dream,
She only turned her round.
w. Till loud and long, the yo.e.o,
Came ringing in her ear;
She started, woke, and plunged beneath
The bed-cloihes in despair.
On howled the hound, his voice grew as
He exercised il more
Such hideous cries had meier been heard
In Cooper Town before.
The dame as meath the clothes she hid,
y Half pelrilied by fright,
he Thought that the world was al an end,
r. And this The final night
o. An hour or more she trembling lay,
Aud scarce heI breath could take,
She did not dare 10 speak or move,
- The slumberiug John 10 wake.
re At last The morning dawned, and she
A little courage took,
Aud with weak and trembling hand.
Her sleepy spouss she shook,