The Cecil Whig. [volume] (Elkton, Md.) 1841-current, 1855-09-08
The Happy TYPO.

STABILITY Of which cannot be questioned, but
seldom do We meet with a spirit so thorough
| ly saturated with good nature that no disap-
pointmcnt, no poverty, deprivation or combi-
| nation of adverse circumstances can break il
down or overcome its gcniality. But yestcr-
day morning man made his appearance be-
fore Justice Brennan who seemed to have a
perfect fountain of undilutcd contcntmcnt
somewhere in his composition, which no de-
pressing Influences Of care or accident had
becn able to eXhau st or adulterate; u typo, u
modern edition of Mark Tapey-a human
| barrel of holiness without hoops on. lie was
arrested tor being intoxicated. He gave his
name as Gcttyphat Take, and said he was u
| printer, and hailed from s.Thc Gem Of Science
| Office" lie is short man, of a bccrcask
figure, and Il face as ruh;cund rs if he slept
in a room with red curtains. Ills answers to
| the questions Of the authorities showed his
contcntment under all shades of fortune.
The Justice, being also in genial humor,
| was inclined 10 banter the disciple of Ben
Franklin, and accordingly addressed him as
follows:
Julge.-Wcll, Mr.. Take, it seems you have
thrown aside the s'compoSing stick" and
gone to getting drunk for IL living. Pm afraid
| you're ''lmd case'' and stand in need of
.'correctng." | think l shall send you to
s.quod.'
tGCInlCalltlcS. winch WcTC
| in sort of yOu-sec-I l. know your trade AS
wcll-as-you-do sir, seemed to give Mr.. Take
that assurance which printers seldom lack,
hut ofwhich the sornmitics ola Police Court
might temporarily have deprived him, and
| he answered.:
| Prisoner We'll at any rate, I'm glad we've
no ''gallcys" in this country, or ! suppose
| you'd put me there, and well 'slcadcd" at
that. But bless you, Sir, going to jail's moth
| ing, the last time | was there | tanned rat
and taught him to chew tobacco. beside in
venting three new steps for fancy hornpipc
Its good deal better than setting .:solid
mininn," more than three quarters ssfgurc-
work" and getting only a"prcc land IA half
for it. Lord bless you, Squire, I'd great
deal rather go to Jail ten days thannot. I've
| got sick Of work just now, and I'll have a
chance to get the bile off my stomach.
| Jndge.-I0u seem t. take it easy; how do
yo'i propose to employ your time this
trpi
Prisoner.-Well, Corporal, I'm undecided
whether I'll learn to whistle the opera of the
.'Bohcmian Girl,' practice standing on my
head, orundcrtake to acquire the elegant ac-
complisllmcnt of balancing straws on my
nose; if could get cat I'd teach her to
play tho fiddle, if thought the strings
wouldn't remind her unplcasantly Of intcsi-
nal discord, after her feline body had been
nine times slain.
Jndge.-Mr. Take, you seem particularly
happy under the circumstances; have you
got il witei
Prisoncr.-Not now, Lieutenant l had one,
but she run off with bow legged coblcr;
was so glad about it that sent her her dress
es and quit-clam deed of her person, which
| signed in capital letters; she left me one boy
but he was "fou copy" not bit like
me, bound him prentice to the type. sticking
| trade; but the first day he quarreled with the
regular "devil," knocked over the ssbank."
pulled ''form off the imposing stone," and
.spicd" five sscolumns;'' he dropped the
''shooting stick" into the s'alligator press"
and in the evening he and anothed hopeful
boy were caught rehearsng broad sword
| combat with couple of s.coumn rules;' the
foreman 'sbattcred'' him with ssmalct,"
and when he got home to me he had u s.fan-
cy head" if ever there was one.
Cierk.-Where is lie now
| Prisoncr.-lIe Runaway with a circus, and
the last l saw of him he was in the middle
of saw-dust ring, trying to tie his legs in Il
bow knot round his neck; I've been jollicr
since then than ever before.
| Jndge.-YOu seem to be always Jolly.
Prisoner.-So l am; l laughed when my
father turned me out Of doors at eleven years
old, laughed when broke my arm, and made
funny faces at the doctor while he was set
ting it; the happirst day eve, spent was one
time when l hadn't but one shirt and a pair
Of pants to put on, had spent all my money
and gone hungry forty hours. 1 never was
really unhappy but once in my life, and that
was when l fell down stairs, fractured my
collar-bone, skinned my leg so badly, conld t
get on my knees ~ thank God hadn't broken
my neck.
The Judge relcnted and let Mr.. Take 60,
and that rotund individual left the room try
ing to whistle and sing at the same time, and
also to dance an independent jig with each
| leg to different tune.