The Port Gibson reveille. (Port Gibson, Miss.) 185?-1857, 1854-01-04


sole occupant Of the bar-room. one bright
Monday morning, in the year of our Lord
IS. This world Of ours is made up Of all
sorts Of people: some are endowed with tall
ents for one thing, and some for another
Some have an ear for music, others have not.
Some have the ear. but are as unable TO dis
tinguish between 4" chord and discord," :" as Is
blind kitten to decide between day and night.
have often remarked that persons Of the lat
ter class are invariably the most conspicuous
and uproarious when an opportunity offers
Many time has our car been grated harshly
upon by some ponpous member Of congre-
CATION, who fancied his voice to be the tuning
fork for the whole assembly. Was his voice
soft ? No. Was it sad +? No. Was it mu-
sical ? No What then, acas it? AYE,
there's the rub" He had a uoice. but Gcd
knows not a musical one. No, indeed for
9To hear him, you'd believe
An ass was practicing reciiative.p
Such an one was Durgin Durfee. And al
though he had been repeatedly advised BY his
friends that his company appeared to be OBJ
noxious to a majority Of the Choir, still he
persisted in thrusting himself and yass-viol
in the gallery, as regularly as the Sabbath
came.-Queyy-Does a cracked voice accom-
panied by bass. viol, constitute their possess
sor a musician If so. then was mine host
one Of the most gifted minstrels Of the age
for be had both.
But this depression viii never DO. |
said Durgin Durfee was the sole occupant Of
the bar-room--I am mistaken. In one
corner Of the room lay large, lazy watch
dog fast asleep upon the ostler's bunk.
As mine host concluded his soliloquy, he
sprung quickly to his feet, for what purpose
know not, but
"Thunder gathered on his brow,
And lightning flashed from his eye"
as his glance fell upon the cur.
How now, Tige wake up and kiss me, "
said Durfee. giving the dog twist Of the ear
which would BY no means have been relished
by human quadupeds The dog looked up,
and (uOt sweotly smiled wagged his bushy
tail in token Of recognition, but was too lazy,or
mayhap too scOrnful, to comply with bis mas
ter's paternal request.
Tige, you imp. why don't you arise,
sir" shouted Durfee, as he pulled the dog to
the floor BY the car, while the brute looked
up and whined. Cit up. | tell you - con-
tinued he, and the dogs ribs ratified from the
application Of its masters boot. Take that,
you scamp, and learn manners, when quality
speaks say, Tige, (patting hlm) ! was
only in fun ;-c5ne, let's make up. Give
me your paw. (The dog completely Don't
you think, Tige. that folks abuse your kind
master, when they-she Choir-refuse his
services at Church. eh speak" The dog
eyed his master with an eloquent look, but
Never word spake he"
"Confound thee speak :" shouted Durfee,
as be again applied the oil Of boot.
"Bow-wow " whined the dog.
There, d-n ye learn to mind -
viii yet learn the Choir to appreciate my
powers even if have to serve them as | have
served thee, zounds and blood .
How now, most respected minstrel and
honored musician I" exclaimed a voice at his
elbow learning the dog to sing eh very
well. hum"
GOOD morning. Mister Marvel," quoth
Durfee, every trace Of his rage disappearing
in twinkle. as be turned to confront that
odd parsonage. who had entered unobserved'
and overheard the interesting cOliloqdy be-
tween dog and man. GOOD morning neigh
Dor Marvel what will you have, to-day =
cigar, liquor, or lemonade keep the first
chop Of them all--cheap, to boot. Fine
morning. ch? Tall time at the Singing
School, Saturday nigllt--eh, Marvel ?"
"a glorious time. Durfee. When you
sung tho duet, accompanied BY your bassviol,
thunder! thought never heard anything
like il. Why don't you travel the country,
and give concerts. Durfee p
"Ah.hah! my friend you do me too
much honor, replied Durfee, highly elatcd at
Marvols ironical opinion Of bis powers; in
truth, you do me great honor. Won't you
have something to drink, Mister Marvel! l
have some very nice brandy"
"Thank you. Dufee, don't care # Do
We'll. that is good liquor" exclaimed Mar
val as be finished bumper and smacked his
lips approyingly.
"A prime article. neighbor Marvel J cost
me two dollars per gallon, all the way from
Boston.-Thcy don't know much about mu-
sic in this town. Captain Marvel"
That's a fact, Durfec and if you would
,lv consent to have a class, our children