The Middlebury register. [volume] (Middlebury, Vt.) 1850-1882, 1853-06-15
A Sharp Transaotion.-wall st. Shaved.

Some days since, as a we'll known f.
nancier was just leaving his office in
Wall st. after busy day Of stock and
banking operations, { which had evident
ly been satisfactory, since his counter
ance wore that pleasant expression
which is compatible only with unquali-
fed success, } he noticed a countryman,
with slouched hat, homespun coat and
thick Undiscovered boots, driving along
COW and calf. The cows udder was
brimming full, so that fine streams OF
the lacteal fluid were running from her
teats. The thought of pure country
milk crossed the brokers's brain, and
the temptation to secure luxury in-
duced him to pause.
Il say" cried he to the country
man.
Hello, yourself replied the rus
tic.
"That's fine COW you have there"
"Waal, yes pretty smart ANIMAL
reckon"
"Whcrc do you come from =
clutches County, leetle back OF
Pokeepsy. Beon drivin' all day round
town; consarned tired cny how"
"Is your COW for sale -
"Don't know; hate to part with her,
but mought dicker. Like to buy Z"
"Perhaps so. What's your price =
"Look here, Mister, you cant have
the calf. That's half Devonshlre and
more'n a quarter Durham. l want
him.
"Well, 1 don't want the calf. What
will you take for the COW ~
"What thunderin' big house" So
liloquised the countryman, as his glance
rested on the Exchange. "Must q cost
heap o pewter
"Oh, if you won't sell, I'll CO. Oh
served the gentleman.
"Waal, l don't like to part with Old
Bet; but if you'll give eighty five dol
lars in California sinners, you can takc
her. Look at that" continued the
Yankee, pointing to little pool Of
milk that had gathered on the pave
mcnt, CHATS true Old Duchess grass
juice, tcw-thirds cream and the rest
sweet buttermilk."
The fnancier thought the price rath-
er high, but the sight of the milk-and
such bag full-convinced him that
the bargain would be good one, and
he stepped into his Office and produced
the gold, which the Yankee carefully
counted, heftcd, bit, &c, to make sure
that it was good, observing that "tolks
were pesky sharp down here, and some
body said this was Wall ST., so I'd bet
ter look out" Having satisfied him
self that the gold was good he turned
away with the calf, almost crying at
parting with Old Bet, who, he said, he
| loved ''more'n he did his brother"
The Wall-st. gentleman hired Hi
bernian to drive old Bet to his 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
we're furnished and the children were
filed up like demijohns, even the cats
had lick extra, and Biddy called III
all the helps around to talk over the
new wonder The proud owner and
his wife congratulated each other hun
dred times, and went to sleep only to
dream of sailing in huge tin pan over
an ocean of milk. Old Bet was fed on
corn meal, and bedded like pet dog.
Next morning instead of fifteen quarts,
A she gave but three ; next day about a
4 pint, and in a week she was as dry as
treatise on logarithms.
/; The Wall st. fnancier was complete
i ly sold. The Yankee never saw Dutch
: : ess County, but had got an old "far-
t row" COW just drying up, borrowed a
a calf, set him to nursing urtil the flow
h was somewhat stimulated, then kept
k the COW without milking for a week,
II when she was in proper order to ap-
pear son Change" when he dressed
y himself for the occasion, and made his
< debut in Wall-st. The done-browr
e broker has since sold his COW to 9
= butcher for some twenty dollars, and
q taken the milk pans to his Office to pitct
i. pennies into.