The weekly Lancaster gazette. (Lancaster, Ohio) 1852-1855, 1854-04-13
IiG7CasS.-A NEW YORK STORY.

G, er the tympanum is touched by the above
sounds, there is a sympathetic cord acting
like bell.pull, upon the ejaculatory organs
which forces them TO say no, chorus a.
round sang out unisono and with precision
our drilled and paid chornses at the opera,
have never attained yet.
"No, we don't want any"
Mr.. Jerome Green, an easy and good.na-
tured gentleman, who was in town for the
holidays, was resting in an arm chair. max
ing use howeyer,of only it's two hinder legs,
his own feet being propped upon the window
sill, and sung out with the rest;
"No, don't want any"
The little fellow, who had an intelligent
but melancholy face, was just going to
withdraw himself from the gorgeously dec
GRATED room, when Mr.. Green happening to
turn his face TO the door, caught sight OF q
muddy little foot quite blue with the pinch
ing cold--that is to say that part of it which
was not 50 black with incrusta,ions- and
recollecting that he had actually been an
uoyed during the past week, by the want
Of a match in his bedroom, cried:
"Hallo! do want some matches, though;
little shaver, how do you sell them?"
eighteen pence dozen," was the ready
reply, sand they don't SMELL"
"Don't they!"said Mr. Greenland thought
to himself, "that is more than can say Of
you my young frend;" but he kept the
thought to himself, being rather eccentric,
and not wishing to hurt the match boys
! feelings.
All this time Mr.. Green had held the bun.
Gle of boxes pensively in his hand, as il he
thought 10 get at their intrinsic value by
Weighing them.
eighteen pence dozen, and they don't
SMELL" repeated the boy, blowing his little
chilled hands. Still Mr.. Green did not
speak, for his mind was away in some hy-
pothetical match-facrory, calculating the
imaginary wages somebody must get for
making matches to sell at eighteen pence
per dozen, and not smell.
"Warranted to keep, and TO burn free!y,''
broke in the boy who put his best foot for
ward, beginning to IT, ink his chance of o
sale growing slim
"But don't want a dozen" our gentle
man said, rousing himself; 81 am sure hall
the quantity is enough to set me on fire d
dozen times. Give me couple of boxes
here is sixpence for you;" and rendering
the boy a sh ling, asked for the change.
"The bows countenance, which had be-
gun to brighten, fell again; he had nc
change he had not sold anything that morn
ing.
"Nevcr mind" said Mr., Green; you car
bring it to me Tomorrow, you will find mi
here about this hour.--What is you
name!"
The boy told him Peter, and departed
joy(uly with professions of promptitude;an
Mr. Green got up to Sumter away, wher
his friend Smart, who had been silen
spectator OF the scene, left off contempla
ting boot-tips, and called after him
Msay, Jerry what made you give tha
boy shilling for two boxes2 They ar
dear enough at sixpence."
II gave him only sixpencc." rep'ie'
our easy friend; she is to bring the chang
tomorrow"
"Surely, you do not expect to see that bo
again!'
IL positively Do" was the quiet reply.
~ bet you hat You don't"
! "Done!" and "done" followed in quic
succession, and the friends parted.
/ We were standing that afternoon at tn
corner OF X Street, with the same feeling
of forelorness that take hold Of some unfoI
? ? tunate overland pilgrim to California whe
: he comes to rapid stream the Mormons i
: possession of the ferry, the fare five dollars
\ and the gentleman having spent his last ell
fgy of cur glorious eagle done in gold &
+ the ferry the day previous, or with The feel
8 ing of very young man at party VIII
a stands in knot of other very young men,
is diving to 90 up to the splendid girl Mis-
> Peacock; only Miss Peacock sits at tn
:. other end of the room, and the very youn
= man would have no traverse bowling dei
!. ert to get to her, which he dare not DO ft
/ his life.
,e There we stood, staring a"ross impassab
Broadway, with a number Of other 'ndlvlt
uals whose breasts were filled with the sam
d wishes which asitated cur own. We a
d wanted to cross Broadway, and occumulut
j. as little mud and break as few ribs as poss
e bic. On the other shore stood our counter
l. parts, lifting their umbrellas to heaven, an
ID pI es enting true picture of life; they won
l. have given anything to stand where we stoo
ID and we as eagerly desired to be where the
y were. All in vain.
II Kipp and Brown, Broadway and 49t
1t Street, Tompkin's Square, & Union Squal
ID AN rolled by like the roaring and relen
It less waves of the sea, coming up to scatt
., in different directions upon the shores OF U
Y. town and rolling down again to be re-unt
A. ed in the bosom of the South Ferry. b
M there is sudden lull. and everybody lool
l. at his neiglbor, as il to say:
= SNOW then!''
r Everybody does it; everybody gets acros
fe Did we say everybody got safely across!-
I'd We are safely ashore on the sidewalk, al
ot look round. No; everybody has not G
10 across safely Looking only at the hig shi
= and omnibusses, poor, little match-boy b
a. neglected to dodge the sc ooners aud sluo
Ie of this perilous element, has been run ov
,e by butchers cart, and his modest war
le scattered all over the street. The driv
'e swears awfully, and goes on;a crowd
i. sembles; compassionate working mt
If lifts the poor boy up, and carries him
yh the nearest drugstore. (We, with son
st other gentlemen woult have been glad
ed do it but could not on account OF our clothes
In The door closes: the crowd aattens
ID, noses against the window; we cannot
es in to help; we have not time to wait, for t
printers devil is after US; so we wend o
way down town, thinking, "poor little f'
vs. low!"
n The following morning found Mr.. Gre
D. in the same place and position we ha,
ed described in the beginning; and being
- tently engaged upon the Tribune, ne did
&C observe avery small boy, very speck o
in boy, eyeing him wistfully, evidently tryi
an to attract his attention, but in vain, he W
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