The spirit of democracy. [volume] (Woodsfield, Ohio) 1844-1994, 1860-05-30

try to pry into my pssnsarns. They are
none Of your business. nor Van Buren's
nuther, reckon. Oh, old Van Bu-
ren! I wish had you here, you old ras-
call I d show you what-Id-I'd make
Bull and Pomp show you how to be send.
in out men to take down what little stuff
peoples got, jist to tax II, when its taxed
enough a'readyl" oil.
All this time we were perspiring through
fear of the fierce guardians Of the old
widows portal. At length, when the
widow paused, we remarked that as she
was determined not TO answer questions
about tho produce of the farm. we would
just set down tho ago, sex, and complex.
ion of each member of her family.
"No sich thing--you'l do no sich q
thing" said she; "I've got Eve In family,
and that's all you'll gil from me. Old
Van Buren must have o heap to do, the
drafted old villyan, to send you to take
down how old my children is. I've got
five in family, and they are oil between
five and a hundred years old; they are all
plaguy sight whittier than you, and wheth.
or they are he or she, is none of your con-
sarns,' .,s..A -5..t.,a ...p
We told hor we would report her to
the Marshal, and she would be fined: but
| 1t only augmented her wrath. Ha. aa
Eyes! send your. Marshal, or your Mr..
Van Buren, here, it you're bad of to-
let 'em come-let Mr.. Van Buren, come"
-"Oh, / wish he wouM come"-and her
nostrils dilated, and her eyes cleaned
"I'd cut his head off n h> sa
"That might kill him. we ventured
to remark, by way of joke.
"Kill himl kill him-oh-if T had him
hero by the gears reckon / ,Ooald kill him.
A pretty fellow to be eating his vittili
oufn gold spoons that poor peoples tax,
ed for, and raisin' ON army to get hin
made king of Ameriky-the oudacious
nasty, stinking old scampl" She paused
q momont, and then resumed, "And now
mister, jist put down what I tell you or
that paper, and don't be telling no lies u
send to Washington city. Jist put dow'
"Judy Tompkius, ageable woman, aut
four children" ss,asrg a,r4 ,sF}. ss,.i,
! We objected to making any such entry
but the old hog vowed 1t should be done
to prevent any misrepresentation of be
case. We, however, were pretty resolute
until she appealed to the couchant whelps
Bull and Pomp. At the first glimpse Q
their teeth, our courage gave way. an
) we made tho entry in bold hand acros
a blank schedule-."Judy Tompkins, aye
able woman and four children
=, We now begged the old lady to dismis
I her canine friends, that we might go ou
{ and depart: and forthwith mounting ou
. old black, we determined to give the ol
b soul parting FIRE. Turning half rouut
4 in order 70 face, her. we shouted-,., ,sis
Il "Old 'omanl'
# "Who told you to call me old 'omal
S you long>lcgged, hatchot-faced whelp, you
0 I'll make the dogs take yop off that hors
Q if you give me any more sarse. WIS
do you want?" a,ss5i in5e ~. ~
i "Do you want to get married3"
d mot to you, if I dol" - = =
e "Placing our right thumb on the mas
d extremity Of our countenance, we SAT-
e 9You needn't be uneasy, old 'un, on th'
e score thought you might suit sore,legge
y Dick S. up our way, and should iii
to know what to tell him he might coul
e on, if he come down next Sundayp'
u "Here, Built" shonted the widow, "sie
d him, PompP' but we cantered of, III
o wounded, fortunately, by the fangs of BIZ
e and Pomp. who kept up the chase 1
N long as they could hear the cheering vol
n of their mistress--"Si,c,k,. Pomp-rsic
IS sick, sick him. Bull-suboyl suho
. suboy!" aisia sd 81