Anti-slavery bugle. [volume] (New-Lisbon, Ohio) 1845-1861, 1860-08-25

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don, came on without delay to Elinburg. 1t was
when | arrived, aud | stepped down to
the Philosophical Institution, in hopes of meeting
some acquaintance; | picked up the Mercury in
the news'rcom, and glanced over the local news.
The following paragraph caught my eye at once
PRESENTATION TO Mr.. TIMOTHY PoTTLEpor.-
We understand that the presentation to the talent.
cd and philanthropic editor Of the Northern Re-
view is to be made to night in the Queen Street
Hall-Jacob Whipple, NJ. p, in the chair, In
addition to tho handsome epergne TO be presented
to Mr.. Pottfedot, we are happy to learn that a
silver tea-set will be presented to his lady
Strange coincidence | said to myself, Il did
n't think there were two Timothy Pottleeots in
Scotland. If it hadn't been for the Mrs. Pottle-
dot | should positively have fancied it was Tim.
1t surely can't be bis father Queen Street Hall
is next door to the Philosophical, and the meeting
las | found on referring to my watch) must be go
ins on. / stepped round and though the hall was
quito full, n half crown induced the door-keeper
to let me in. The hall was brilliantly lighted and
filed with q fashionable company, but SO crowd
ed that there was scarcely standing room, and
could see over the people in fir int was the head Of
a little gentleman who was speaking on tho plat
form. He had a prodigious development of whis-
kers, this little gentleman had, and his face was
very red and covered with Precipitation, as If he
had boon speaking for q considerable time. His
gestures were very animated, especially with his
right arm, which he waved e1ultingly in tie air
as if he we're cracking a coachman's whip. He
was saying that if any man more than another de-
served a pledge Of public confidence it was Mr..
Timothy Pottledot ; and if there was any present
more suitable that another it was an epsrgne. "A
lily he said, beautiful idea a silver lily. The
lily grows, so has Mr.. Pottledot grown in power,
grown in usefulness, grown in public estimation
who is tha:T | asked of a gentleman next
me. as the speaker disappeared amid loud APP
p%lause.
Mr.. Burt, the author OF The book on Recrea-
tion.'
thought | remembered the name, but had not
time for recollection, as the lion of the evening
rose up to reply, and was welcomed by o perfect
storm Of cheers and ~clapping of hands. l looked,
and instantly began cheering so vociferously as 70
take the PEOPLE round me by surprise, Why ? Be-
cause there was no mistake about it. 1t was Tim
The same black hair, the same black eyes, the
S"'S NV StNhSu ~ NV VIZ a
His cheeks were quite rudy, his face beamed with
sunny smiles, and his voice when the enthusiasm
of the people allowcd it to become au'
dible) rung out, rich and melodious. Tins speech
was short and pitby, and elected great applause,
especially when be made some endearing ~referen.
ces to his wife. l waited impatiently for the close
Of the meeting, and then, after considerable strug.
Cling. succeeded in reaching the retiring.room
where l found Tim in the midst of q group of cot.
graduating friends.
Tim l cried, let me join the rest
Tin started, and no sooner caught sight of me
than he broke through the others and gtasped my
hands.
'tts Dick, as I live Why, Dick, where In the
world have you come from ? Well, never mind
it's all right, you are here. Have you seen her ?
Her 2 thought he surely couldn't mean Mrs
Blobbs.
Her y repeated Thu, with q merry twinkl,
about bis eye.
oh your wife ! No l wasn't aware tina: 20,
had one an hour ago.
What you weren't?'
Tim fell a laughing, and laughing, and laugh
ed till I thought he would have a burst a blood
vessel. | couldn't understand it. As soon as h.
was able to speak, he introduced me to Mr.. Burt
. of Burt's Recreations, and to Pembroke Codgers
and to several others. Then bidding them al
7 hastily goodnight, be dragged me out to u cab il
waiting, bundled me in, gave the eabman the ad
J dress, and told him to drive like the mischief
: We pulled up before Il louse in Rutland street
e and as soon as the door was opened, Tim, with
g out giving me time even to leave my hat in th
hall)hurried me away to the back parlor.
y Here we are ! cried Tim, throwing open tn
- door and pushing me in before him; here we are!
u A young lady was crossing the room as / wa
d thus unceremoniously shut in. Could believ
my eyes |. was cousin Kate!
oh you old sinner = / shouted, making q sud
den lounge with my stick at Tim. who reeled bacl
upon the sofa and lay laughing to his hearts con
tent. so this is what you have been at, is it
All you cunning old rascalv
7 Kate and | congratuled each other heartily
She looked p%ret:ier than ever, especially when
quizzed her about Tim. TiGa GO. rubbing hi
hands and relishing the thing excessively, evident
. ly regarding himself as the ~happiest fellow in th
. world, as l was strongly disposed to think that h
o was.
: We'll, but where's Jimmy? p he said at length
Dick hasn't seen him YETI
Jimmy was In bed, but | must see him at once
Tim would listen to no objections; SO, leaving il
" structions with Kate to send out the servant I
. knock M every person that had anything to sell
and get splendid supper ready, in honor {
Dicks return Tim led me up stairs.
' He is jus: my image said Tim, 'eversbod
says SO, and his eyes are as like Kate's as eve
could be-
We entered a handsomely furnished bedroom
and the gas, when turned up, showed a cradle |
u one corner, in which there was visible a lit!
head furnished with an imperceptible nose, an
u cheeks Of dis?ropOrtiOnale bulk.
: WELL said Tim. bending fonely over his chill
and stroking q chubby little arm that lay out owe
the clothes, do you think it like p
Well | said, 'thete is a resemblance
" did not consider it necessary to add that 4