Worcester daily spy. [volume] (Worcester [Mass.]) 1850-1888, 1858-02-01

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"Then. madam. from what see of yoursefapd
son, allow me to recommend that yo9t apply for
that commission in the dragons and thar 'vour
son be sent back to serve with the home m ,,t,,,
am sure the country would gain by the change
AAntlppe Slowed and swelled, but b. fire sin
mao time to explode the senator was gone"
A LANDLORD OUrwlrreD.-A correspond.
ent OF the Philadelphia Press relates the fol-
loving amusing account of one Of the citi-
zens OF Long Haven, Pennsylvania. Ben,
W. Morrison is the person spoken of. and is
SAID to be one of those free-and EASY. Good
hearted, humorous fellows, that are always
ready TO crack a joke or perpearate SELL"
some niteei, years ago Ben was travelling
IN Butler county on professional business
ne roads were intoerably bad, and worst of
all, the stage drivers and the landlord at "a
certain hotel where they stopped for dinner.
mad an understanding with each other. some
thing like this the passengers were taken in
10 dine and when cevery seated, the coach
would futiously dash up to the door, and the
drlVer would call for his passengers, stating
That he could not delay minute on account
OF making his time They would rush out,
leaving their meals half finished fur fear of
being left For the half finished meal thew
were charged half a dollar. The victuais
were kept for the next load of passengers.
When the sklnnlng process was repeated.
Ben had heard Of this place. and when
they arrived at this hotel he set his wits 10
work to see if he could not get the full value
OF his money. The bell rang for dinner. and
the crowd rushed in. They had scarcely got
comfortably seated when the coach refined I'm
at the door, and the driver YOGI erously
shouted
(" Passengers all aboard-can't wait five
minutes"
A general rush was made, but Ben sat still,
and ate his dinner very composedly. The
sta-e drove on and left him, but he seemed to
care very little about it,
Having disposed of his dinner he was en-
]oylng the luxury of a long nine in the side
room when the landlord approached him.
saying: A''1'
~ beg your pardon, sir; but did YOU
see set OF silver teaspoons on the table ON
the 'sole when you went in to dinnerY'
Well, they are missing be found
An, yes, replied Ben, one of the pas
sengeis gathered them up-I saw him do it,"
,no , mo1eo you know HIM again :" gasped
. Certainly / woald replied Ben with
great GOODNESS. "'en
. VIII you point him out to me, if / hitch
stageP" as
. Certainly / Will
Bonifaee was ready in few minutes, and
getting Ben in with him, drove like Jehu for
seven miles, till he overlook the coach. He
drove up alongside aud hailed the driver
Inc coach stopped, the driver looked fight
ened, and everybody wondered, to zee the
landlord covered with mud, and his horse
foaming with sweat.
Ben jumped out of the buggy and got into
the stage, when the driver, thinking that he
had hired the landlord to bring him after
him, was on the point of driving off, when
the latter yelled out
g Is that passenger in there :"
yes, replied Ben.
(" Are you sure r
" Yes sirree." said our bachelor friend.
(Which one is it -
IT'S me, replied Ben, with grin.
You !" thundered Boniface what the
deuce did you do with them spoonsf"
g put Them in The cofee-pot, may it please
your honor-you will hud them all safe" re.
piled Ben, with curious twinkle in his eye.
Sold. by ginger, by that darned Yankee'''
yelled the landlord, whilst the passengers
roared with laughter and putting the whip
to his horse, he drove baek, resolving to give
the passengers ever afterward ample time Tor
dinner.
ANEcDoTE OF HAvELocK AT the recent
meeting Of the shareholders of the Peninsular
aud Oriental Steam Navigation Company.