Wheeling daily intelligencer. [volume] (Wheeling, Va. [W. Va.]) 1852-1859, 1856-03-28

TALE OF a DoxkEY.-We do not mean the eau
| dial appendagc of that quadrupcd, because the
tale that we shall tell relates entirely to the 9TH
er extremity of the animal. tits tale Of tongue
not tale of tail.
A merchant of this city, whose residence is
, not hundred miles up the Hudson, in one of
, those beautiful villas aud quiet neighborhoods
that line its bank and make nature more lovely
by combination with the adornment of art, one
day met with great bargain, which straightway
he secured, asst wOuld add to theru adornments
Of his country home, besides affording anuSc-
ment and healthy exercise to his children.
This new purchase was donkey Of Hnc pro-
portions, and ofas great beauty as naturally be-
longs to jackaSs. In short, he was voted "a lit
tie darling;H "a dear pet "a pretty little horse,
and Sundry other endcaring cpithets. So he was
taken home upon the cars, and for want of bet
ter accommodations, put in the house yard with
in ten feet Of the owners bedroom window.
Here he munchedhis hay, and partook of spare
bits of cabbage leaves and turnips from the kitch
en-.
How happy and sweetly the children dreamed
of donkey rides over hills in the Spring, and
how the father slept soundly in the possession OF
such clIeaply bought happiness, for he had got
his great bargain for the tritiing sum of $50. 9
Slept? Yes, slept till three o'clock, and then a
voice cried, '.slcep no morci" 1t was such
voice as never before had awGked the sleeping
echoes of those quiet hills.
AT the first sound Of the trumpet tongue that
broke the stiffness of the night, the gentleman
started from pleasant dream leapcd from his
warm bed and at the second his wife screamed
with sudden fright, and every child in the house
made tenor or treble to the base music ofthe bass
voice without.
Not only one, buta dozen voices cried, "Sleep
no more!" For having once opened his pipes,
and finding or fancying he had an interested au-
dience, he keptup his music with the pertinAci-
ty of his race, or his equally musical brothers
hestrect organists. Every dog in the ncighbor-
hood Joined the Chorus, and from every house a
night-cap was thrust outwith anxious inquierics
after the cause of all this-infernal noise.
The owner, fully aware Of the anathemcs that
were or would be vented upon the aurthor of all
this mischief, essaycd to end it by expedicnts of
compromise. He sent Kate, the cook, with
fresh dish of vegetables, and while the musician
munched his turnips the owner. slept again; but
us soon as the meal was finished he brayed for
more, and so wore the night away, and with it
the patience of all who love aquiet sleep.
In the morning his donkeyship was voted
bore-decidedly bad bargain, and was ordered
back to the city for sale again. At the cars the
owner met agentlemnn, who said Why, C., do
you own that animals What are you going to do
with him."
"Take him down to the city for sale don't
care about keeping him through the winter
'.Dontt your Nell, I'll buy him. Whatwil
you take.
sNyell, don't know exactly How far do you
live from heresn
'.Well, about mile, or, little more. Ny
man can take him home right away, if yon will
sell. him at fair price. 1 should like to have
him. Is he liveiy?"
.sYou will find him wide awake / assure you
Yes, 1 viii sell him cheap, say $751;
..Done; hers is the money"
The donkey went TO his new home, and c.
went down to the city rejoicing at his good luck
The next morning the new purchaser came back
with face not quite as long as the long-eared
gentleman, and eyes that told the want Of sleep
WHAT Is the matter, my ffiend!"
Mater Did y.oti mean to sell me whole or
rlscstrs Of Trombone and bass drums. with q