Spirit of the age. [volume] (Raleigh, N.C.) 1849-1865, 1854-05-10

'Oh no, say not so, Obed, lest thou be
held to trial before the Mems Meeting of
Cymblinville-I am sure thou mortifest !
thy flesh beyond what is required of thee; /;
for verify, another glass would not harm
thee. Now suppose thou takest glass of
that good old Ale in the cupboard with me
before we retire to rest, just as Night
cap thou knowest, Obed.'
Nay, 'Omi, hic-you--thee are the
best cre-ter-hic-in the world, but-hic
Il swow-I ding-nay-hic-I should
est have said, affirm am d-dr-u-nk
now, and thee knows-hic-it!
Pshaw, Obed, thee talks like unto the
wild ones of the outer world thou hast
only taken little--one smash--too much
Yea, hic, verify, one smash too much
hic-and by Zimri, souzing sm-hic-
smashes the Pigs Head maketh-stif uns
-hic-stiff uns
Well, thou must take glass of Ale
with me any how, Obed thou hast been
taking a glass or two with thy friends and
thou knowest thou never hadst a better
friend than has been thy own Naomi
And the sweet little quakeress bent over
and patted Obed on his chufy cheeks; and
if it was mt that ladies are to be my read
ers, ! would say she verify kissed him for
she did truly, but it would be improper to
say so in public manner.
'Hic !! said Obed, and twas all he could
say.
Naomi fastened to open the bottle of
Ale to have social glass as peaceful
night cap with her dear Obed, and as she
placed two tumblers' before her on the
side board she put into the right hand one
nearly half scruple of Tartar Emetic-I
filed the glasses with the foaming Ale, and
handed one to Obed who sat half nodding
in the corner.
No suspicion crossed Obed's foggy mind.
He took the glass-he did mt want it-felt
full anyhow, but then his dear Naomi had
been so very kind that he must not refuse
to drink Night cap with her.
'Omi, wo-won't you-thee just taste
mine a lee-e-e-tle to make it the sweet
hic-the sweeter?
yea, verify, Obadiah, if thou claims it,
and she took a sip but was careful not to
swallow it-mark that!
Down went the Ale and the Tartar E.
metic-down the throat of sleepy, drunken
Obadiah Oldstyle Naomi finished her
glass too but, but she seemed in no hurry
to retire to rest.
She went to the kitchen and brought a
tub of water, and placing it before an easy
chair sat down as if to bathe her little feet.
'Omi oh 'Omi show me to bed, said
Obed in the blandest style.
wait just few minutes longer if thou
pleasest, Obadiah | want to read another
page or two in Barclay Apology before we
retire
Naomi read aloud in a soft, musical, sing
ing tone, but poor Obed was deaf to the
Authors plain logic. His Apology he
could not comprehend He grew restless.
He sighed. He complained of his head
ache and his 'bilcs.' He twisted on his
chair. He held his hands over his stom-
ach His eyes glistened. His head run
round. The house and Naomi seemed
whirling up the street by the Pigs Hea d
Inn. Naomi was watching him.
The sweat stood in beads on Obed's fat
face. And then, and then, oh ye gods, wa
ter spouts, Dan of the lake and the
Roaring Oak river, what deluge,
Poor sick Obed was placed by tender hands
!, in the easy chair. He began to suspicion
what allied him, and for what purpose that
tub was placed there, and why Barclay
Apology was read. He clenched his fists
His eyes stood still in their sockets as thC
sun at Joshuas command. His stomach
swelled like balloon and rolled like casl
on the waves in a storm. His face grew
l red. He could see no more. He cOulC
! feel Naomi's little hands holding his throb
q bing forehead He swelled tighter ant
!, : tighter.
u Hic! yul-p-p-p!! New York New
: York H-huld my he-N-e-w-y-or.k ~
My he-a my U-y-o-rk eel! By 2
! i'm ri U-g o-rky u! My! o, my york
u 'Omi, my y-my-blub. yo.rk.ee my, c
: my bi-blub. blu. .yOrk k.ee my bile :! m
3 bile is blu. blu. blub. york. zee my bile.r.l
le rorkee!! is-my biler is bus.t.t! ! O'Om
"a "a my bile is busted i! !
~ Obadiah Oldstyle arose from that cha
u u better feeling man. Naomi gave hi
- SOOu cOOl WdCeT lTOm Iue "eIL W WASH u
7, mouth and she wiped his face with MI
ID cool towel and Obed said soberly:
Of well, verify, Naomi, that busted m
al bile at last, bless the Lord for his lovir
le kindness ?
NJ The brick had left his hat, and the a
le and smashes his stomach. Neither has ev
at been allowed there since. Cymblinvil
u has no better citizen than Obadiah Oh
~ style, and even now, in his old da
he loves good old Naomi, who gave him q
as Night Cap, better than, in his young day
IT, he loved the brandy smashes and ale
. the Pigs Head Inn.
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let A LOST SoN.-"I will tell you," said
gentleman, not long since, when conversi