The Nevada journal. [volume] (Nevada City, Calif.) 1851-18??, 1857-09-04

reader of Dickens veraeious narrative
of the adventures of Martin Chuzzle-
wit" will doubtless remember that i'm
pressive episode in which "Seth Peck
sniff" Esq, arrives in cab before the
second floor residence of 'Mrs Sarah
Camp" midwife, High Holborn. Per-
kins or Whilks Who could it bel AT
all events, it was some poor Benedict in
distress, pushed off pell-mcll at the
eleventh hour, with a heart palpitating
between conjugal solicitude and parent
al anticipations. So, at least, the ma
tronly gossips who quickly congregated
under the windows of the monthly Of
fetal aforesaid settled among them
selves, while cabby's whip was put into
requisition to make stir among the
fower-pots, and wake the slumbering
handmade of Lucina to a sense Of her
weighty duties
In this pleasing delineation of fire.
quent dilema who does not recognize a
touch Of nature which makes, if not all
men, at least the better portion of them,
kin? We say no more, bur pass on to
the narration of an incident which comes
home to every Briton, whether Celebs
or Benedict, maid or mother. A few
minutes before 2 o'clock on the morning
of Tuesday yesterday week, gen.
tleman, evidently in distress, was seen
running in eager haste in the vicinity of
the Horse Guards, making for neigh
boring cab stand. Whether it was
Whilks himself, or some friendly depu-
ty, is not stated; but Of the urgency of
his mission who that saw him could en-
terrain the slightest doubt "Cabby'
is at that hour of the morning a doubt
parsonage. What if, after waiting for
hours without call, he should have be
taken himself to his pillow The case,
like every other case of the kind de-
Ipends on speed If no ''Cabby" can
be found, who knows but that an in
quest must be held in the course of the
next twenty four hours! Fortune, how
ever, for once pities misfortune. One
solitary cab is on the stand, surely kept
there by some kind angel. 4 word and
a wink are enough. The poor hack
looks tired to death, and the wheels Of
the vehicle seem meditating some cen
trifugal feat not at all favorable to loco
notion; but man must be reft of human
ity, horseilesh must renounce all preten-
ton to creature sympathy, and even
matter must be preternaturally inert. If
such look of distress as that poor gen
tlcman wore did not send all three ca
reering along the strand like young
steam engine and appurtenances. The
case was critical and pressing. Two
doctors had to be summoned. The
creaky vehicle had to be driven first to
Hcrtford-street and back, then to Sack
ville-street and back Thanks to your
selectest Influences, ye vestal stars! the
work was done, and in few hours it was
announced to the world that "mother
and child arc doing well"
| Now, who was this matron whom, in
the dead hour of night, "Cabby' so OPP
portunely befriended! We renounce a
climax, and tell our readers at once. 1t
was that Most Gracious Sovereign who
lreigns in the affections of 3O,00O,00O of
British subjects, and on whose domin-
ions the sun never sets. Far be from
us the slightest wish to squeeze any
thing melodramatic out of the incident
we have faithfully recorded. The
Queen of England is neither more nor
less than a woman; not a whit fairer
and brighter for the diadcm she wears
than she would be if those domestic vir-
tues which, in her case, adorn the high
est rank had been destined to bless the
lowest. Still, we do not set so lightly
by our Sovereign as to be able to regard
the affair with perfect good humor. We
pay handsomely for the maintenance of
Il retenue of servants to wait upon her
on all occasions. Only small portion
of the munifcent sum which is set apart
for the Queens household goes into er
private purse. The remainder is for
the most part divided among crowd of
splendid retainers. There are masters
Of the horse, grooms in waiting, equer-
ries, gold sticks and silver sticks, and
goodness knows what not; verifying,
in fact, but one or two sensible, service
able ;ttendants, who know how to pro-
vide for the commoncst emergency
One is reminded of the embarrassed
old woman's petition, Good stick beat
dog, dog won't bite pig, pig won't
| get over the stile," &c, save that, in
this case, the stick or sticks, for there
were plenty of them, both gold and sill
yer, did not begin to beat the dog, and
that but for a poor, unsalaried "cabby,"
with his four inches of well-used whip
cord, the poor woman would not have
got home that night. The trite obser-
walton, that the wealthiest people are
the wort served, is, it seems, universally
true. 1t is certain that Mrs. Perkins,
blessed only with a faithful husband and
a maid of all work, would have been as
well, if not better, attended to. After
this proof of assiduity we may well
wonder that the Prince Consort had not
to run for the doctor himself The in
congruity of the incident with the pre-
vious State arrangements is most ludi-
crous. Here we have had half dozen
Cabinet Ministers wasting away the
precious interval of Parliamentary re-
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