Keowee courier. [volume] (Pickens Court House, S.C.) 1849-current, 1858-02-13
A Yankee Story.


a Yankee Story.
The funny columns in the English pa
pcrs derive more of their stun for smiles
from journals in this country, than from
any other source. We find inone of them
this ludicrous anccdote of the "bcwitched
clock"
About half past eleven O'Clock on Sun
day night, a human leg, enveloped in blue
broadcloth, might have been seen entering
Deacon yephas Barbcrry kitchen window.
The leg was followed, finally, by the entire
person of a live Yankee, attired in his sun
dy go to meetin' clothes. 1t was, in short,
Joe Mayweed, who thus burglariously won
his way into the Deacon's kitchen.
"Wonder how much the old Deacon
made by orderin' me not to darken his door
again. soliloquized theyoung gentleman.
Promised him | wouldn't, but didn't say
nothin' about winders. Winders is as good
as doors, eff there amt no nails to tear you
your trowsers onto. Wonder if SallyI
come down. The crittcr promised me.-
I'm afccred to move about here, cause
might break my shins over something or
other and wake the old folks. Cold enough
to freeze Polish bear here. O, here comes
Sally.
The bcauteous maid descended with a
pleasant smile, a tallow candle, and box
| of lucifer matches. After receiving a rap
| turous greeting she made rousing fire in
the cooking-stove, and the happy couple
sat down to enjoy the sweet interchange of
VOWS and hopes. But the course of true
love ran not whit smoother in old Bar
berrys kitchen than it does elsewhere, and
Joe, who was just making up his mind to
treat himself to take kiss, was startled by
ihe voice of the Deacon, her father, she ut
ting from his chamber door: $50
Sally what are you getting up in the
middle of the night for"'
Tell him it's most morning" whis-
pered Joe.
~ can't tell fb," said Sally.
"I'H make it TRUTH them" said Joe,
and running to the huge old fashioned clock
that stood in the corner, he set it at five.
Look at the clock, and tell me what
timeit isl cried the old gcntleman.
Its five by the clock" said Sal; and
coroberating her &ds, the clock struck
five.
The lovers sat down again and resumed
their conversation Suddenly the stair case
began to creak, "Goodly gracious it's
father" exclaimed Sally.
~The Deacon, BY thuuder" cried Joe.
Hide me, Sally|
"Where can l hide you~ cried the
distracted girl
go, ] know" said he, "Pll squeeze
into the clock case" And without anoth
er word, he concealed himself in the case
! and closed the door,
The Deacon was dressed, and seating
himself by the cooking stove, pulled out
his pipe, lighted it, and began deliberately
to smoke.
Five o'clock, eh ?" said he "Wen,
shall have time to smoke three or four
pipes, and then I'll so and feed the crit
ters."
"lladn't you better feed the critters
fust?' suggested the dutiful Sally.
No; sinokin' clears my head, and wa
4 kcns nc up" replied The Deacon, who
seemed not a whit disposed to hurry mis-
enjoyment.
B9r-r-r-r-whiz-dipg ding -ding-went
! the clock
Tormeuted lightning cried the Dea.
con, starting up and dropping his pipe on
the stovej "what'n airth's that %
:" IT'S only the clock striking ive," re-
! piled Sally, TREMENDOUSLY.
Whiz dingl ding ding went the old
clock furiouslg, "a,
/ !" Power ofcreation!H cried the Deacon
| "Stritin' fivel t'sstruck more than hum
dred times already"
6 Deacon Barbcrryw cried the deacon,s
better half, who had hastily roobed her
self, and now came plungine down the
staircase in the widest state of alarm,
what IN the universe is the matter With
| the cloclt2"
/ Goodness only knows, replied the old
1 man, it's beon a ahundred years in the faniil
( lyJand 1t never carried on so aforo.p g
#Whiz ding ding whiz-z-z went the
clock again. .s.5s
] F'IPn burst itself" cried che old lady.
shedding food Of tears, "and there won't
! be nothing left of itw
F % It'sbewitchedP' said the Deacon, who
retained aSlcaven of good old New, England
Superstition IN his nature g Any how,'s
.said he, after pause, advancing rcsoIutolI
towards the clock, "Tll see What IS going
on in it," 50 ssS'7.s'
sst5h, don cried his daughter, soiaing
one of his coat tails, while llis wife cll,ne
to the gotler. WDoa't z, cllordsed bot6
Che women together.
! Let SO my raiment shouted the pea,
/, COP !; Z. ! amt afeared of the powers of