The Cass County Republican. [volume] (Dowagiac, Mich.) 18??-1880, 1859-12-08
From the Cleveland Plaindealer.
low in the House of Ward.

DEAR SURs Il take my pen in hand
to inform yu that line in stat of CRATE
Bills & trust these lines will find WI in
ioyin the same blessins. line regTen-
atid. I've found the immortal waters
of yooth, so to speek, q am as Timber
and frisky rs yer old steer, & in
the futur them boys which seq ego mp
old bawled he'd" to me, will do so at
the Peril of their hazard individooal-
ly. line powerful happy. Heaps of
joy has desendid upon me to onct IL |
feel like bran new man. Sumtimes
l arsk myself sis it rot n dream ?" d
sunthin within myself seq sit air" but
when | look at them sweet little crit
tiers know it is reallerty-2 reallaty's
/ mey sa-& | feel gay. There's con-
siderbul human natur in 4 man, arter
all.
/ returned from the Summer Cam
pane with my unparalleled show OF wax
works and Twin wild Beests of Pray in
the erly part of the munth. The peo-
ME of Balwinsville met me cordully and
/ immejitly commenst restin myself
with nv famerly. The other mite while
I was down to the tavurn tostin my
shins agin the bar room fire &
amuzin the krowd with sum of my adj
yenturs, who shood cum in bare heded
q terrible excited but Bill Stokes, VINO
seq, seq he, "Old Ward, there's CRATE
doins up to your house"
See "William, how so %
"Sez Bust my gizzard, but its
crate doins,' & then he larfed as if heed
kill hisself.
But he kept on larfin till he was black
in the face, when he fell over on to the
bunk WHARF the hosler sleeps and in a
still small voise sed, 'Twinsp / assure
WI gents that the grass didn't grow un-
der my feet on my way home. 81 | was
follered by enthusiastic throng OF
nv Teller sitterzans, who hurrard for
Old Ward at the top of there voises
I found the house chock full of people.
Thare was Mis- Square Baxter and her
three grown up dartcrs, lawyer Perkin-
SEES wife, Taberthy Ripley, young Eben
Parsons, Deakun Simmuns folke, the
SkooImastrr, Doctor Jordin, etsettery,
etsettery. Mis- Ward was in the west
room. which iines the kitchin. Mis-
Square Baxter was mixin sunthin in a
dipper before the kitchin fire, & a small
army of female wimin were rushin
wildly around the house with bottles o.
camfire, peaces of fiannil, &c. never
seed sich hubbub in my natral born
dase. | Good stay in the west room
only n minnIt, so strung up was my feel
ms. so | rusht out and ceased my dub
bel barrlld gun.
"What upon airty ales the man ?
seq Taberthy Ripley. "Saket alive
what air You dom % &c she grabd mt
by the coat tails. "What's the mittel
with you ?" she continnerd.
"Twins, marm," seq /, 'twins!''
ssI know it." SEE she GOVERN her fast
with her aprun.
"Wall," seq I, ''that's what's the mat
ter with me!''
"WalI pnt down that air gun, WI pes
Ky old fool" seq she.
mo, marm," seq l, 'this is Fash
unal day. The glory of this here day
isn't confined to Ballinsrille by darr
site. On yonder woodshea," sed |
DRAWN myself mp to my full hite anf
speakin in show actin voice, twill
FIRE a Nashunal saloot 70 sayin whitcf
l tared myself from her grosp, an,
pasht to the top of the shed WHARF
bIazed oway until Square Baxter
hired man and my son Artemus June
yer cum and took me down by name
forse.
On re turnin to the kitchin I founf
quite a lot of people seat bel the fir,
a talkin the event over. They made
room for me & sot down. "Quite /:
episode" sed Doctor Jordin, litn hi
pipe with red hot coal.
eyes" sed I, ''2 episodes, wains
shout Is pounds jintly."
"a perfect coop de at" sed the schul
master.
ssE puribus unum, in proprietor per
sony.n sed l, thinkin Ide let him know
understood fnrrin langwidge as wei
as he did. if wasn't a skoolmaster.
"Iti amomentous event" sed youns
Eben Parsuns, who has been quarter
to the Academy.
81 never heard twins called oy ina
name afore,' sed !, but spose its al
rite.r
1--WE shall soon have Wards cnuff,
sed the Editor of the Baldinsville BIZ
gle of Liberty, who was lookin orer :
bundle of exchange papers in the cor
ner, ''to apply to the legislator fer :
City Charter.
"giv that air coDspikius place in tn,
next Bug1e."
SLOW redicklus," sed pretty Susal
Fletcher, GOVERN her face with he
knittin work and larfn like all possest
~WalI, for my part" sed Jane Mari'
Peasley, who is the crossest old made
in the world, 81 think yu all ack like
mack of fools ~