Kenosha tribune & telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1856-1859, 1858-03-11

your IcSs III tnt slScNCc, VI loui iSa
the skirts, for any objection that hay
to offer to your thoroughly pleasin
yourself
= Very good, Captain Maryon,' say
Pordage, in tremendous passion. w
ry good, sir. BE the consequences 0
your own head Mr.. Kitten, as it ha
come to this, help me on with it,
When he had given that order, h
walked off in the coat, and all our name
were taken, and / was afterwards toll
that Mr.. Kitten wrote from his dictatio
naore.than busbel oflarge papers on tn
| subject, which cost more before it wa
t done with, than ever could be calculated
i and which only got done with after all
by being lost.
Our work went on merrily, neverthe
less, and the Christopher Columbus
, hauled up, lay helpless on her side like
; great fish out of water While she wa
in that state, there was feast, or ball
, or an entertainment, or more properly al
three together, given in honor of th,
ship, and the ships company, and tn,
other visitors. At that assembly, / be
r lieve, | saw all the inhabitants then up
on the Island, without any exception
| took no particular notice of more thai
a few, but / found it very agreeable il
that little corner of the world to see til,
children, who were of all ages, and most
~ very pretty-as they mostly are
;, There was one handsome elderly lad,
with very dark eyes and gray hair, tina
| inquired about. l was told that he
name was Mrs. Venning; ana her mar
ried daughter, fair slight thing, wa
!, pointed out to me blythe name of Fanny
Fisher. Quite child she looked, Will
a little copy of herself holding to hei
dress, and her husband, just come bacl
from the mine, exceeding proud of her
4 They were a good looking set of people
on the whole, but | didn't like them
was out of sorts; in conversation witt
Charker, found fault with all of them.
| said of Mrs. Nenning, she was proud;
of Mrs Fisher, she was delicate little
baby-fool. What did / think of this
one? Why, he was fine gentleman
W hat did l say to that one? Why, she
was fine lady. What could you expect
them to be q asked Charker,) nursed in
that climate, with the tropical night
shining for them, musical instruments
playing to them, great trees bending over
them, soft lamps lighting them, fire flies
sparkling in among them, bright flowers
and bn DIS brought into existence to please
their eyes, delicious drinks to be had for
the pouring out, delicious fruits to be got
for the picking, and every one dancing
and murnluring happily in the scented
air with the sea breaking low on the reef
for chorus.
Fine gentlemen and fine ladies Har-
ry?' | says to Charker. Yes, | think so!
Dolls! Dolls! Not the sort of stuff for
wear, that comes of poor private soldier
ing in the Royal Marinesr
However, | could not gainsay that they
were very hospitable people, and they
treated us uncommonly well. Every
man of us was at the entertainment, and
Mrs. Belltott had more partners than she
couldidance with; though she danced all
night too. AS to Jack whether of the
Christopher Columbus, or of the Pirate
pursuit party, it made no difference, J he
danced with his brother Jack, danced
with himself, danced with the moon, the
stars, tho trees, the prospect, anything.
/ didn't greatly take to the chief officer
of that party,with his bright eyes, brown
face, and easy figure. | didn't much like
his way when he first happened to come
whore we were with Miss Maryon on
his arm. 'Oh, Captain Carton she
says, here are two friends of mine p
He says, Indeed These two Marnes?'
meaning Charker and myself.-'Yes,
says she, q showed these two friends of
mine when they first came, all the Won
ders of Silver-Store' He gave us a
laughing look, and says he, You are in
luck men. ! would lie disrated and go
before the mast tomorrow, to be shown
the way upward again by such guide.
You are in luck, men, When we had
saluted, and he and the young lady had
waltzed away, | said, you are a pretty
fellow, too, to talk of luck. You may
go to the Devil :
Mr.. Commissioner Portage and Mrs.
! Commissioner, showed among the com
/ pany on that occasion like the King and
Queen of much Greater Britain than
Great Britain. Only two other eircum-
stances in that jovial night made much
separate impression on me. One was
this. A man in our draft of marines
named Tom Parker, a wild unsteady
young fellow, bat the son of respecta
bic shipwright In Portsmouth Yard, and
n good scholar who had been wei
| brought up, comes to me after a spell Of
dancing, and takes me aside by the ell
bow, and says, swearing angrily:
'Gill Davis, | hope l may not be the
death of SERGEANT Drooce one day
| Now, ] knew Drooce had always borne
particularly hard on this man, and
knew this man to be of a very hot tenn
PEI; so, | said
Tut, nonsense don't talk so to me
} If there is man in the corps who scorn
the name of an assassin, that man anC
Tom Parker are one.'
I Tom wipes his head, being in a NOR
tai sweat, and SAYS he:
i hope so, but | can't answer for nv
) self when he lords it over me, ae he ha
just now done, before a woman. | tel
/ You what, Gill. Mark my wordsl 1t vii
/; go hard with SERGEANT Drooce, if eve
t we are in an engagement together, anC
: he has to look to me to save him. lie
f him say his prayers then, if he know
one, for it's all over with him, and he i
on his death-bed. Mari, my wordsr
did mark his words, and very soon al
: forwards, too, as viii shortly be take
down.
: The other circumstance that l notice,
: at that ball, was the gaiety and attach
ment of Christian George King. Tn