Raftsman's journal. [volume] (Clearfield, Pa.) 1854-1948, 1855-09-19
From the New YORK Tribune.
The Happy Typo.

The Happy Typo
a cheerful temper is natural gift, the de-
STABILITY of which cannot be questioned; but
seldom do we meet with spirit SO thorough
Tvs aturated with good nature that no dislp-
pofntment, no poverty, no deprivation, OF
combination of adverse circumstances can
break it down or overcome its geniality But
Yesterday morning man made his appearance
before Justice Brennan who seemed to have
perfect fountain of undiluted cOntentmcnt
somewhere in his composition which no de-
pressing influences of care or accident has
been able to exhaust or adulterate-a typo,
a amodorn edition of Mark Tapely-a human
barrel of holiness without hoops on. He was
arrested for beng intoxicated. lie gave his
name as Gettyphat Take, and said he was
printer and hailed from 1.-The Gem OF Sci
ence'' office. He is short man, of a beer
castS figure and face rubicund as II he
slept in room with red curtains. His an
swers to the questions of the authorities show
ed his conteutment under all shades offortune.
The Justice being also in a genial humor, was
inclined to banter the disciple of Ben Frank
lin, and accordingly addressed him as follows:
Judge-Well, Mr.. Take, it seems you have
thrown aside the composing stick and
gone to getting drunk for living. 1 a
fraid you are ssbld case,'' and stand in need
of sscorrecting.'' 1 think l shall send you TO
S:quod.''
These technicalities, which were uttered in
a sort of you-see-I -I-know-y ur-trade-as-weli-as-
you-do-sir, seemed to give Mr.. Take that as
surance which printers seldom lack, but Of
which the solemnities of q Police Court might
temporarily have deprived him, and he an
swercd:
Prisoner-Well at any rate, I'm glad we've
no esgalleys'' in this country, or l suppose
you'd put me there, and we'll ''leaded,, at that.
But bless you, sir, going to jail's nothing; the
last time was there | tanned rat and taught
him to chew tobacco, besides inventing three
new steps for a fancy hornpipe-it's a good
deal better than setting Sssolid minon,' more
than three quarters figure work, and getting
only s.price and half for it. Lord bless
you, Squire. I'd great deal rather go to Jail
ten days than not. I've got sick OF work just
now. and I'll have a chance to get the bile off
my stomach.
Judge-you seem to take 1t easy how do
you propose to employ your time this trip.
Prisoner-Well, Corporal, I'm undecided
whether I'll learn to whistle the opera of the
Bohemian Girl" practise standing on my
head, or undertake to acquire the elegant ac-
eomplishment of balancing straws on my nose;
if could catch a cat I'd teach her to play on
the fiddle, if thought the strings wouldn't
remind her unpleasantly ofintestinal discords,
after her feline body had been nine times slain.
Judge-Mr. Take you seem particularly
happy under the circumstances have you got
wife
Prisoner-N otnow, Lieutenant. had one,
but she run off with a bow legged cobbIer;
was so glad about it that sent her her dresses
and quit claim deed of her person, which
signed in capital letters; she left me one boy
but he was ssfoul copy" not bit like me /;
bound him prentice to the type sticking trade
but the first day he quarreled with the regular
ssdevil,'' knocked over the s.bank,'' pulled
"form'' off thesimposing stone'' and s'pied five
columns - he dropped the 'Eshooting stick
into the ssalligator press,'' and in the evening
he and another hopeful boy were caught re
hearsing a broadsword combat with couple o
sscoIumn rules the foreman Esbattered'' hin
with the ssmaliet,'' and when he got home tC
me he had a ssfancy head" if there ever wal
one
Clerk-Where is he now?
Prisoner-He ran away with a circus, an6
the last time L saw him he was in the middle
of a saw-dust ring trying to tie his legs in
bow knot round his neck. I've been jolliel
since than ever before.
Judge-You seem to be always
Prisoner-So l am; l laughed when my
father turned me out of doors at eleven year.
old, laughed when broke my arm, made fun
ny faces at the doeter while he was setting it
the happiest day / ever spent was one time
when hadn't but one shirt and pair of pant.
TO put on had spent all my money, and gone
hungry forty hours. / never was really un