Wheeling daily intelligencer. [volume] (Wheeling, Va. [W. Va.]) 1852-1859, 1856-05-14

California will be insulated, II will have become
INDISPENSABLE to annex her to the United States,
at the cost Of another five or ten millions. That
being accomplished, train will be laid Tor swal-
lowing, at one effort, the remainder OF tho Mex
lean Republic"
Pa,vAre RooM, Or THE E7EEcrs OF PrxcH
DafSKSG-0nc particular dark, damp, dull,
drizzly and disagrecable day, in the latter part
of November, tall, quaint, queer looking Gus
toner, dressed in blue coat with yellow out,
tons. with .'yallcr" stripped Pantaloons, and
caIfskin examinations, sat solitary and alone
in little ROOM situRtedin certain little tavern,
in - street, Philadelphia.
Before him was little round table, on whose
marble top was mot little pitcher Of smok-
ing punch, ''schrccchen hot, anda wine glass.
The solitary individual was York-nothin else,
dear chid.and that was his second pitcher full
nigh his second empty. Ono minute alter,
and YOU couldnt-Elct you sec-have squeezed
n drop ont of either tho pitcher or glass, by
furty-two pound hydraulic press.
York rang the bell. The waiter popped his
head in the door.
Ring, sa? :"
"Of Course did Is it clearing off? :" -,
NO sa-tlamp, sa--fng so thick, 81 you could
ladle it out til spoon, sa. Have anything SAT-
"More punch, and strong.
"Yea, ss-iinmediatcly, s."
The waiter withdrew, and in few seconds re-
turned Win q I0lENl IlICuSI VI l'uI'SA1 ANI
was beginning to feel glorious, when, on ralS-
ing up his eyes, he saw his own figure in pier
glass directly opposite to him. lie rubbed his
eyes again.
"By thunder" said he, chores fellow sitting
right before mc; I'll swear Mer6'Simpudence for
you This is private room, Slr, for my sole nc
commodntion!"
He waited minute. expecting an answer,
hut his reelection only stared at him and heldits
peacc.
II was saying, sir, that this is my private room
--,nine. siri" cried York, fetching his voice an
octave higher than before. Noanswer was made
and Inc rang the bell furiOnsiy. Tho waiter ap.
peared again.
..YSs, did ring. Didn't ask for private
room:"
at iss Why there's fellow sitting opposite
to me now, on the other side of the table. Rot
his impudencc."
liable, sa-iellow, sa:'
eyes. there is Well, just you never mind
Bring OH some moro punch, and couple OF
In a short time the fourth pitcher, with two
glasses, made its appearance :.
York filled one of the glasses, and showed 1t
V'. :'w Si you drink.n sad he, addressing to
.sob. YOU Won't eh9 We'll, IL Will"
And so he did.
Your liquor is getting cold, and You looS as =
YOU was fond of the thing"
No answer being returned, York finished the
pitcher, and rang the bell again. III dopped tho
waiter.
To 51 s. sure did. Didn't you hear the BIB
bslIY"
al did,
"Didn't 1 order a p-p.private rooma Eh'"
eyes, sa, this is a private room, 81.
"a pretty private this is, with f-f-fellow sit
ting right opposite that won't take glass OF
punch when It's offered him, and u T:r.red noscd
man at that. o, well never mind: bring more
Dunch and t-t-tnnblers. Ill try him again.
Presently pitcher number five with glasses to
match, was borne in with due state.
tsBettcr trv some old boy said York, coax
inely. to his double. The reflex merely looked
good natnrcd but said nothing.
'tWell," continued York, with sign, II tins
isn't the most infamous Never mind, Ill drink
AID 50 he did. every bitof it About figO
the bell superruriously. The waiter came again.
sM hs' certain sr Why shouldn't IL Where's
the mali-who keeps the-piaces'
Boss, 81? I'll see i'm, 81.
shortly after, mine host, quiet looking little
man. with anottled calico pattern face and
shining bald head made his appearance.
.TY.y.what's to payf' demanded York, rising
and assuming an air ofdignity.
''Ffyo punches-tive leyiess, 81"
sfThere'e the money, sir, }" said York, forking
over thecoin. and now wantto know why,
when Icall for private room, you should put
me In hsre with somebody cises
There's nobody here but you and J. SIT "
.yob5iy 10 yol s.s.spose can't see? Do
Won think TN drunk! There, look there! two
Of 'em. By jIhsD."
.iRcli. 81. I must confess, / can't see but Us
= fou can't ei,fv And TorI, dragged the land
& Lord 10 the tajie. HI.ook there continued he,
,,o;aft,s 10 tiie7siass, "tt-th-theEss tic rascas
-. Ore n enis enough ike you to be your
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