The weekly Portage sentinel. [volume] (Ravenna, Ohio) 1854-1861, 1858-06-17

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gave the order.
Eight yards and half, good measure,
and silk to sew it up with" ....
cut of the desired quantity, folded six
skeins Of sewing silk inside of it; the lady
paid for 1t in odd nilepences and sixpences
aRd bowed her out of the store. ......
Enter customer No. 2. A seedy looking
man in grey blouse, to get two cents worth
Of black snuff.
searched around awhile among the mys.
terious boxes and barrels, and at last pitch.
ed upon the strong smelling article; wrapped
up couple ounces. delivered it to my Gus
toner, and received in return two coppers
which Noah might have coined in the ArL
while waiting for usy weather.
Customers No. 8, were two pretty red
checked gitls--one with butter to sell, the
other with a pail Of eggs, destined for the
same purpose as the butter. remembered
Hurry's injunction about the eggs, butter,
cold water and fork prickng; but for the
life of me, l couldn't recollect which test
was to be applied to the butter, or which to
the eggs. However, wanted to oblige the
pretty girls, so I took both butter and eggs
into the back store, determined do something
with them. -
After few moments consideration, I pro-
cured fork and pierced each and all Of the
eggs sep arately--and the result was aston
ishing! out of two dozen, six were positive.
ly in state of decomposition; thirteen were
occupied by remarkably well grown juve.
niles OF the fowl race; and the remaining
five were smelling decidedly old.
The butter wouldn't sink in the wuter--
do all could, pop it would come up to the
surface again; and was obliged, though re,
luctahtly to decide that it wouldn't do to
take either the btttef or the eggs. So / re.
turned to the front part of the store again,
bearing the pail of mutilated eggs in one
hand, and the butter in the other.
81 am sorry, ahem! that is, regret the
!
the butter-we don't take butter, now 20
You should have seen the pretty young
ladies' faces blaze up /! The one with the
eggs tiutteted something about "city green.
hofn," and the butter girl e1claimed aload--
"W hat better .coiild have been expected
from such gosling?"
was fain to concilliate them by the gift
OF three sticks of candy apiece, and telling
them broke the eggs by accident.
After the girls, came hard looking old
gentleman in quest of pork.
He wanted the "bome made, native pork
none of yer Western hog cholera stuff"
/ made tour of suspicious looking bar
rels in the celur-gazed apprehensivelS
at my wrought wristbands--found barre
that smet of pickle; and procuring pair oi
long handled pincers from the coal bin,
made plunge into the cask with them
Nothing whatever came up TO reward my
efforts, and was making preparations for q
second dive, when down came my hard.
looking friend to see how was getting
along.
"Put yer hands in ye abominable young
dandy What are ye afraid of wonder!
In with yer hands !" My friend was a little
out of patience with me.
couldn't bear the appellation Of dandy
so plunged my hands and arms into the
pickle, and brought up whole layer O
pork.
Instinctively looked at my wristbands
Lucky that Isabel Ricbborn wasn't there to
look also! tore them of and flung them
into the furnace, glad to escape second
sight of their fair (T proportions.
"Served ye right" said my hard looking
friend, ia man has no business with such
fumnia. .dlddles-particularly if he goes pork
fishing" ...
siezed the pork and held it ready fol
delivery. >
"You'll have 10 trust ine, hain't got the
money to spare just now" said he, taking
the purchase and making off:
| "Stop, sir! stop!" | screamed after him
"none of that! we don't credit"
The old man said nothing, but laid down
the pork on box, and went out. Directly
he returned with Deacon Cuttef, and Squire
Brown, with both of whom / was acquant.
ed.
"Here's my bondsmen," said he, leading
up the gentlemen; esquire, what's my
stanain'i"
''Worth, at the least calculation, Charlie
said the Squire, turning to me, sat the leas,
calculation, two hundred thousand dollars!'
"And you wouldn't trust him for ter
pounds of pork, eh, Charley?" laughed Dea-
con Cutter, "but that's too good, declare
ha! hal" .4..i
So much for appearances. Ever since
then, | never see an old, ragged man. be-
longing in the country, without saying te
myself, "There goes a man of property"
| After this, customers came in so fast thai
1t wonld be impossible to partlcularize.
sold almost everything; from silk dresses
down to clothes pins and penny Whistles
My success in drawing bargains was re-
markablej and it was neat sunsets and yet
had had no dinner fof the day. The fact o.
it was, that at dinner time I was so full ol
customers that / didn't like to leave the
store for fear Of losing trade, and now
found myself possessed Of singular longing