The daily Minnesota pioneer. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1854-1855, 1855-09-18
The Happy Typo.

cheerful temper is natural gift, the desrabihty
of which cannot be questioned, but seldom do we
meet with spirit so thoroughly saturated with good
nature that disappointment, mo poverty, dcpriva-
ton, or combination of adverse circumstances can
break it down or overcome its genaliy. But yester
day morning made his appearance before JUS
tice Brennan who seemed to have perfect fountain
Of undilued contentment somewhere in his compost
ton which depressing influences OF care Or acc-
dent had been able to exhaust adulterae-a typo,
modern edition of Mark Tapley-a human barrel of
holiness without hoops He was arrested for be-
ing intoxicated. He gave his name Gettyphat
Take, and said he printer, and hailed from the
&c Gem of Science - Office. He short man, Of
beer-cask figure, and a face rubicund rs If he
slept in n room with red curtains His answers to
the questions OF the authorities showed his Content
ment under all shades of fortune. The Justice being
also in GENIAL humor, inclined to banter the
disciple of Ben franklin, and accordingly addressed
him as follows
Judge-Wel Mr.. Take, il yon have
thrown aside the composing STICK, and gone to get
ting drunk for a living. Pm afraid you're bad
case and stand in need Of correcting think
shall send you TO squOd.
of you see-I-know-your trade-as- we'll asyou-do air,
seemed to i've Mr.. Take that assurance which prin
tiers seldom lack, but OF which the solemnities OF a
Police Court might temporarily have deprived him,
and he answered.
Take-Well, at any rate, I'm glad we've no gal
legs in this county, or suppose you'd put me there,
and well 'eaded' at that. But bless you, sir, going
to jals nothing; the last time l was there l tanned
rat and taught him to chew tobacco, besides inven-
ting three new steps for fancy hornpipe. It's
good deal letter than setting solid minon,' more
than three quarters figure work. and getting only
price and half for it. Lord bless you, Squire,
I'D great deal rather go to Jail than not. I'ye got
sick Of work just now and I'll have chance to get
the bile off my stomach.
Jndge-l on seem TO take it easy; how do YOU pro
pose to employ your time this trip.
Take-Well, Corporal, Pm undecided whether
iii learn to whistle the opera of the Bohemian girl,
practice standing my head, undertake to &C
quirc the elegant accomplishment of balancing straws
on my nose; If could get cat I'd teach her to
play the fiddle, if thought the strings wouldn't re-
mind her of intestinal discords, after her feline body
had been nine times slain.
Judge-Mr Take, you seem particularly happy
under the circumstances; have you a wife!
Take-Nol now, Lieutenant; l had one, but she
ran off with bow legged cObbIer; was SO glad
about it that sent her her dresses and quit claim
deed of her person, which signed in Caps she left
me one boy, but he was foul copy, not bit like
me; bound him prentice to the type sticking trade
but the first day he quaneled with the regular 'dev
it, knocked over the bank pulled form off the
imposing stone, and pied five columns;' he drop
ped the shooting stick into the alligator press,
and in the evening he and another hopeful boy were
caught rehearsing broad sword combat with cou-
pie Of 'coumn rules; the foreman battered him with
the 'mallet,' and when he got home to me he had
fancy head if there one.
Judge-Where is he now!
Take-He ran away with a circus, and the last l
saw of him he in the middle Of saw-dust ring
trying to tie his legs in bow-knot round his neck
Ive been jolier since then than ever before.
Judge-You seem to be always jolly.
Take-So am; laughed when my father turned
me out of doors at eleven years of age, laughed when
broke my arm, and made funny faces at the doctor
when he setting it; the happies, day l ever
spent was one time when hadn't but one shirt and
a pair Of pants to put on, and had spent Ill my
ey and gone hungry forty hours. never was really
unhappy but in my life, and that was when /
fell down stairs, fractured my collar-bone, and skin
ned my leg SO badly that couldn't get down my
knees to thank God hadn't broken my neck.
The Judge relented and let Mr.. Take go, and that
rotund individual left the trying to whistle and
sing at the time, and also dance independent
jig with each leg to different tune.-N. Y. Trb.
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