Edgefield advertiser. [volume] (Edgefield, S.C.) 1836-current, 1856-05-07
w. F. DURIsOE & SON, Proprietors.

two counter.inhuences came upon him.
But it was not only in his studies that ou
hero shone specifically. Was there game
of cricket proposed, who so ready as Peb
bles to make one of side. But withou
that genuna sove of the sport, which would
have sustained him during his fielding, he
soon got tired, and the boys, knowing hi:
failing, always sent him in last, being sure
that his wickets once down Pebbles would
stink off to some other pastlme. Not thai
he was a great loss, for like all who do mol
enter into the spirit of the game con an'ore
he was sovenl player, and went among
the cricket.lovers by the soubriquet of but
ter. r.6ugers; while among the boating com
munity (for the school was near the river
Weir and the bows had whole fleet o
dingies" on it he was known as crab Peb
bles-a title derived from his frequent sue.
cesses in catching those crustacea while
rowing. To the uninitiated We will explain
He who would capture crab must seal
himself in rowing boat, and taking an oar
pull it. scientifically until the vessel gets a
swift onward motion, by seamen entitled
"head- way" When this is accomplished
lei our friend turn his oar over slightly and
try to lift it out of the water straight. There
is slight splash-a jerk-aad the operator
finds the handle of his oar in his abdomenal
region, and almost before he can wink, his
head descends and his heels fly up, aud the
experiment is concluded-the crab is caught.
Poor Pebbles! his heels were oftener in the
air than his scull in the water; for he had
another way of capturing cancers" name
ly, by never putting his oar in the water at
all, merely skimming it along the surface, so
that, the air not offering the same resistance
as water, the force of his own stroke shot
poor Pebbles into the lap Of his neighbour
on the next thwart This evolution was
called by the boys " Pebbles's pull" stroke
of which las Featherwell, the best oar in the
school averred) Que half was in the air and
the other out of the water"
Then what disasters did not Panurgus get
into, when, with the bag Of paper shreds,
the hare-one of the best runners in the
school-set off across the country! About
twenty minutes after, the pack would start
helter.skelter, over head and ditch, where
the paper was tbickly scattered; or wan.
dering at fault over u ploughed field to re-
cover the scent Some time or other in the
day was sure to see Panurgus pounded in a
field, or up to his neck in a ditch, or stuck,
head downward, in hedge. as if measuring
the wide expanse of heaven with mis- legs in
lieu of compasses. But in spite Of all this.
Panurgus would often be in at the death
His plan was to climb high tree, and try
to spy out the hare in the distance, or 1t he
could not see him, to watch the direction in
which the hounds were going, and draw his
conclusions therefrom. He knew that the
hare was sure to make for some farmers
house, where he was known, or else to some
little village ale-house (for Of course the usb-
ers were moi mighty hunters" and did not
Join in hare and hounds), and settling from
the running where the hare was likely to be,
he would set off by the road, and generally
fell in with the pack not far from the hare's
form generally wooden one, on which
stood a pewter, whence the hare drank re-
freshment in the shape of beer).
In dae course Of time Panurgus left Bed.
leigh to enter at the University. During bis
stay at school what prizes had he gained
None! He was second or third in several
classes-poor Jack.of .trades-and the
sprinklng of knowledge that he had of
everything in general, would, if it had been
applied TO one thing in particular, have gain.
ed him reward; but no: it was fated that
Pebbles should be little of everything, and
nothing of anything, aud so he was
At College he met several OF his old
schoollellows, who had the left Bedleigh be-
fore him. "Of course among so many old
companions Pebbles did not lack for friends"
say you. But he did!
"I say, Fea,herwell," said Coxon Of
Brasenose, "what sort of fellow is Peb-
bes of st. Marks; he was at school with
you, wasn't he!"
Humph! Yes," replies Featherwell, now
Captain Of the U. B. g., and immensely pop
ular among the boatinu men. "Awful muff!
Can't pull two strokes without Catching as
many crabs he'd upset the veriest tub on
the river"
And so the subject is dropped ;-and Pa.
nurgus too.
Four gowusmen are stroling along the
High. street when our hero passes.
That's an old Bedleigh man" says one
of the quartette. "Horrid stick" grunts
Bales, the Sec. of the st. Marks Coll.
Cricket Club. He can't handle his bat a
Bit didn't know anything Of him at
school,"
He comes from our part Of the world" I"
says Snatfle of Merton. al have seen him
out with the governors hounds: he funked
at the first hedge, and never saw him again ?
"Look at his drass !" drawls the elegant
Pulker. "One would think he-aw-dras.
sed himself with knife and fawk-aw
When he was at school he always had five
patches about his person; two-aw-that
he knelt on; two-aw-that he leant on,
and one-aw-that he sat on-aw
Poor Pebbles-had you only entered heart
and soul into one pursuit at school, how diff.
ferent had your reception been! lfyou had
given your attention to aquatics, how proud.
ly would Featherwell have introduced you
to the University eight! Ah-those crabs
truly cancers ale away your popularity
If you had been cricketer, Bales would
have been proud of you had you given
your attention to your toilette, Pulker would
have honoured you with his arm down the