Portage sentinel. [volume] (Ravenna, Ohio) 1845-1854, 1853-06-29
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Some days since, as a fnancier was just leaving
his Office, in Wall street, after busy day OF
stock and banking operations, (Which had eyi-
IDENTIFY been satisfactory, since his countenance
wore thar pleasant ex preston which is comPati-
BILE only with unqualified success,) he noticed a
countryman, with slouehed-hat, home-spun coat,
and thick, mud boots, driving along
COW ana calf The cows udder was brimming
full, 40 that fne streams Of the lacteaf fluid were
running from her teats. The thought of pure
country milk crossed the brokers' brain, and the
Temptation to secure such luxury induced him to
pause.
sIsay," cried he to the countryman.
"fIello yerse1f," replied the rustic.
aThat fine COW you have there"
"Waa1. yes, pretty smart animal, reckon"
aWhere do you come from %
aDuchess county, leetle back of Pokeepsy-
Been drivin' all day round town; consarned tired,
any how"
sis your COW for sale %
.eDon't know; hate to part with her, but might
dicker. Like to buya''
aperhaps so. What's your price?"
aLook here, Mister, you can't have that cal" I"
aThat half pevonshire and more'n quarter
Durham. I want her."
ssWell don't want the calf. What will you
take for the cow!"
"What thunderin' big house," soliloquised
the countryman, as his glance rested on the ex-
change. aMust cost heap of pewter!''
"Oh, if you don't want to sell, I'll 60, observed
the gentleman.
aWaal, / don't like to part with Old Bet; but
if you'll give me sixty-fve dollars in Calforny
sinners you can take her. Look at that" con-
tinued the Yankee, pointing to the pool of milk
that had gathered on the pavement, "that's true
Old Duchess grass juice, tew-thirds cream and
the rest buttermilk.''
The fnancier thought the price rather high,
but the sight of the milk-and such bag full
convinced him that the bargain would be good
one, so he stepped into his Office and produced
the gold, which the Yankee carefully counted,
hefaed, bit, &C., to make sure that it was good,
observing, that afolks are pesky sharp down here
somebody said this was Wall street, so I'd better
look OUT Having satisfied himself that the gold
was good, he turned away with the calf, almost
crying at parting with Old Bet. who, he said; he
loved amore'n he did his brother
- The Wall st. gentleman hired Hbernian to
take his cow home, across the river, That night
there was rejoicing in Brooklyn. Great was the
flow of pure country milk, SO abundant that the
broker began to think that he had tapped the
Milky Way. New pans were purchased, the child
renwere filled up like demijohns, the cats had
lick extra and Biddy called in all the helps around
.totalk over the wonder. The proud owner and
his wife congratulated each other hundred times
and went te sleep only to dream Of sailing in a
hugetin pan over an ocean Of milk. Old Bet
fed on corn meal, and bedded like pet dog
Next morning instead of fifteen quarts, she gave
but three; next day about pint, and in a week
she was as dry as a book oflogarithms.
The Wall ct. fnancier was completely Sold
The Yankee never saw Duchess county, but had
got an old afarrow' COW, just drying up, borrow
ed calf, sat him to nursing until the flow was
somewhat stimulated, then kept the cow wthou,
milking for a week, when she was in proper or
der to appear seon Change. when he dressed
himself for the occasion, and made his debut in
Wall street. The done-brown broker has since
sold his cow to butcher for twenty dollars, and
taken the milk pans to his Office to pitch pennies
into.-M r. Tribune.