The spirit of democracy. [volume] (Woodsfield, Ohio) 1844-1994, 1859-11-02
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Once in August, we: and. dreary, sat
this writer, weak and weary, pondering
o'er q memorandum book of items used
befoSe-(book of scrawling headnotes,
rather items, taking days to gather them
in hot and sultry weather, using mp much
time and leather) pondered we those items
o'er. While we conn'd them, slowly rock
ing, Cthrough our mind queer ideas flock
ing) came quick and nervous knocking;
knocking at the sanctum door, 2" Sure,
that must be Jinks," we muttered-"Jinks
that's knocking at our door; Jinks, the
everlasting bore" ,... Sd
| Ah, well do we remind us, in the walls,
which then confined US. the Exchanges"
lay behind us, and before us, and around
us, all scattered DER the floor. a Thought
we "Jinks wants to borrow some news
paper till tomorrow, and twill be relief
from sorrow to get rid of Jinks, the bore,
by opening wide the door," Still the
visitor kept knockipg-knockiug louder
than before. s-of, ed, %
And the scattered piles of papers cut
sone rather curious capers, being lifted
by the breezes coming through another
door; and we wished (the civil wish wss
evil, for one deemed always ciyiD that
Jinks was at the ID, to stay there ever
more; there to find his level-Jinks, the
nerve unstringing bore. atgH yI99 sd sii
Bracing up our patience frmer. then,
without another, murmur. ""gMr. Jinks,"
1said we, "your pardon, your forgiveness
we implore. But the fact is we were
reading Of some curious proceeding, and
thus it was, unheeding your loud knock.
ing there before" Here we opened
wide the door. But phancy, now, our
|pheelinks--for it wasn't Jinks, the bore
Jinks, nameless evermorel A5'-D' i9- -sa
: But the form that stood before us,
caused a trembling to come Ger, US. and
mem'ry quickly bore us back again to
days of yore; days when ''items" were in
plenty, and where'er this writer went he
: picked up interesting items by the score.
'Twas the form of our "devil," in an atti-
tude uncivil; and he thrust his head with
; in the open door, wit1 "rrhe foreman's
on o. copy. sir-and says he wants some
t more!"2 Yes, like Alexander, wanted
. morel H3oi'7 -. ~ is9i a. IA
Now, this "local' had already walked
, about till nearly dead--he had sauntered
: through the city till his feet were very
= walked through the street called
!. Dauphin, and the by. ways running off into
: the portions of the city both public ant
d obscure; had examined store and cellar
: and had questioned every "feller" whom
he met, from door to door. if anything
: was stirring7-any accident occurring
y not published heretofore; and had me
8 with no success; he would rather kinde
: guess he felt a little wicked at that ugl,
s little bore, with his message from the fore
s man that he wanted "something more. ="
t 90 /" Now, it's time you were departing
r you scamp" cried We, upstarting; ge
ii you back into the ofice--ofice where yol
J. were before; or the words that you hav
It spoken will get your bones all broken,
s and we seized q cudgei, oakep, that wa
n lying on the floor - 8. take your hands on
o of your pockets, and leave the sanctur
o door; tell the foreman there's no copy
'e1 you ugly little bore" "Quoth our devil
u "send him more.vli jadi 10 s1asasiis
e, And our devil. never sitting. still
a fitting, still is fitting back and forth upo
of the landing just outsiee our sanctum dool
Tesrs adown his cheeks are streaming
n strange light from his eyes is beamiDg-
10 and hisv is heard, still screaming, Isl
a thesforeman wants some more H. And on
at soul,g pierced with that screaming, is awe
y kened from its dreaming, aud has lost tn
ot1 peaceful feeling had before; for the fame
u will come DER us, that each readers fac
IS before MS, bears the horrid word's--sw "
lr want q little more - Words, on the
s foreheads glaring. "your funny" colum
p needs little more !" .., =
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