Preble County Democrat. [volume] (Eaton, Ohio) 1857-1859, 1858-09-23

read it out loud to me, if there's en-,
hurry about my knowing its contents.
He took up the paper and went tel
readin. but somehow or nutherl could'n
understand hardly word he said; and
I cen almost made up my mind twas
writ in some forrin langwidge. Besides
the folks on 'tother side O. the table was
a heven such a good time laughin an
titterin that I was half crazy ter find
out what twas at tickled 'em so. So
when he cum to sunthin at sounded
like "Putty foee-grass, [ got out NV all
NV patience, an says ,-sDoH t
hev eny more NV that outlandish gibbc-
rish, but jest tell me if you happen ter
hev eny billed vittles in the house"
"You can hev billed dish if you de
sire it, marm," says he as though he'd
swallered ramrod.
ga billed dish?' says 7, "no, I'm
obleeged ter ye; but if yer'n hev ter
bring me a good-sizcd chunk Nv corn
beef, with a little cabbage and parsnip,
an a raw onion, sliced up in good sharp
vinegar, jest for relish, I'll thank ye
kindly"
1 must say, Bostun folks is crate on
starin; cv'ry body at the table seemed
ter be tryin to get good lock at your
humble servant. Wal, wal, I've always
hearn tell at gcniuses must ckspect ter
be gawned at by the vulgar herd; that
kind Nv passiGed me, and so 1 made out
a very tolerable meal, afore l got thro'
with it.
Artcr supper, which want nothin ' cry
alarmin on'y bread and butter an pre-
serves, sot right on to the bare table,
(thoueh, [ must say, everybody he'd a
little teeny tony table cloth on is own
hook, aud wapsed it all intew string;)
L thought 1 should like ter hev light,
ter look over the newspaper a boy gin
me in the street-teaZcd tcw cents out
Nv me though afterwards, SO L did Mt
make much by his present. So down
stairs went, an arter hunting round a
spell, made out ter find the kitchen, an
asked on o the help for a candle.
She kind O laughed, and says she:
"If you want eny thing hereafter, jest
ring Jour bell, an some on US will bring
it tew yc.'
Much obleeged tew ye," says I, ''but
I don't see how 1 could de W that, when
the ony bell I've got is round poor lit
tie Bughorn's neck, way Of in the hill
pastur, ter hum
Then GBether gal ni,,f cred right out,
whatever was the matter on her, says
she:
1--WE mean the bell up in your room,
IN when you 90 back there, you'll find
it jest as light as day
~ S,,ra
could ut find sign of the bell she spoke
on, high nor low. But uv all the cur
Gus consarrs L ever sot my eyes on, that
lamp beat 'eln--a great glass ball, as big
as yer head, druv up agin the plasterin'.
Then the blaze was inside O. the lamp,
and where they pat the lie III, could ut
begin ter guess.
Wal, ev'rything was so despcrit COM
Portable, that l sot up purity late, an
feelin' kind Nv elevated in spirit, took
it inter nay head ter sing that solemn
time. beginnin':
''Ole Grimes is dead, that good old
man,
We shan't ne'cr see i'm more;
He used ter wear long blue coat,
All buttoncd up afore.'
l hadn't morc'n got the words out Nv
my mouth when there cum Il pound at
my door, that scarf me out of weeks
growth, an a voice yelled out crosser'n n
Bcd!am:
Stop that hollcrin' in there; sick
woman next room" Talk ter me Of the
Of Bostun, gentlemen, arter
this! Ter think, when young woman
was a singin her purtiest, NV calIin' it
tOac{in! that beats out all the manners
ever cum acrost, factorum! [ concluded
ter give up the singin' as q bad job, an
oetake myself ter repose; but the both
sr ont was, did mt ekzackly know how
Ter put out that fandanglcd sort Nv a
lamp, up agin the plasterin' L clomb
up inter a chair, though, an blowcd an
olowed inter little hole I found in the
Top O the lamp, till my head was all of
| whi2z. [ did make out ter sit the tar
nal thing out at last; but when [ went
;lcan gin out, o, my stars! such an aw-
'ul fugo as cum a steamin up my nose.
twas enough ter choke dog.
"Whc-ew," says [, 'you're a smart
IN at burnin, but l blecye I'll stick at
al!er candles, arter all; they dent cutI
~ sech shines as that in the smcllin
inc, enyhow."
1 thought ter goodness I never should
IA got ter sleep that night, there was
'ech hootin' an hollcrin' Nv boys, an
iech poppin Nv fire crackers, an sech
| continuous cateryawlin, genrally, at
should about as lives try ter sleep in |
Bedlam as in Bostun the night aforo
independence. 1 walked up little ar
er day brake, an Nv all the rackets | |
ever heard capped the apax. Ey'ry bell
n town was ringin' an ev'ry boy yell |
in, judgin' from the rackit they made.
But gracious goodness, the air Nv my
room was what took my eye-'twas
enough ter pizen ye. | thought 1
should have smotherated afore got my
winder riz, an my head poked out on'i.
"The top O. the marnin tew ye, gran
narm Grizaletow," bawled out some
body from down the street; how's yer
ant Peg? Give us lock Nv yer hair
ter pizen rats with, can't yep
Don't you think twas that very rnp-
scallion Nv boy that hooked my porte
nantoe. Isqalled out with all my might
For somebody ter sion thief. INIT tboro