Raftsman's journal. [volume] (Clearfield, Pa.) 1854-1948, 1860-03-28
VOL. 6.--NO. 81.
SCENES IN THE LIFE OF A SNOWMAN.


A Snowman meats strange sites. He sees
human natur as she ar, unmasked and without
| no close on, x he must be stupider nor ded
kab hoss eff he duzzent stock his branes with
several kinds of nolege. The undersigned
won't boste. Ime an American sitterzun. 1
| go in for the fast sailin, snug bilt full mand
| skinner United States, which runs herself she
| duz, and on whose decks / man is as good as
annuther man, & frekwently more so, if be
conducks himself strate. To use Shakespee-
rian Erase, Ime nativ and to the mannor born,
Il don't want to put on airs cimply becaws I've
met with great sucksess in the show perfeshun
(which I've bin into goin on twenty-2 yeres.)
My wurthy prolennytors was unable to give mo
clasycal eddycashun, x all nose piclt up
ssAs / sailed, as sailed,'' 10 kwote from Cap
ting r. Kidd, the selerbrated pirat. But
thank Hevn my sire and stress gave me good
name, & pint with feelns of pride & plesure
to the fack that nun of our family was ever in
Congress or on the New York perlce, or Ans
hous Guvner. The ensooin sene in my check
erd karreer is respectfully submitted
pitcht my tent in small town in Injianny
one day larst seeson, and while / was standin
at the dore takin mummy, deppytashun of la
dies came up & sed they WAS members of the
Cunkumviil Fcmail Moral Reform x Wimin's
Rites Associashun, and they axed me if they
Good go in without payin'.
shot exackly,'' ses 1, ssbut you can pay
without goin in.''
s.Dewlyou know who we air ?'' sed one of
the wimin,-a tall & feroshus looking critter,
with blew kotton umbreller under her arm,-
ssdew you know who we air, Sur2''
s'My impreshun ISL sed l., s'from kursery
vew, that you air femaes.'
awe air, Sur" sed the feroshus woman,
sswe belong to Society which bleeves wimin
has rites-whitch bleeves she is endowd with
as much inteileck as man is-whitch bleeves
she is trampiled on & abuzed-whitch will re-
80 p . H. -
proud and domineerin man.'
Durin' her discourse the excentric femail
grabd me by the koat koler was swingen her
umbreler wildly over my he'd.
ssI hope, Marm,'' ses L, starting back, esthat
your intenshuns is honorable line lone
man hear in strange place. Decides, Fve
wife to hum"
eyes, cride the femal, ssand she's slave
Doth she never dreem of freedom-doth she
never think of THROWN off the yoke of tyrinny
& thinkin & speekin x votin for herself? Doth
she never think of these yere things 7''
ssNot bein' a natral born fool,'' sed I, by
this time little riled, SCI kin safely say that
she dusunt.''
go, whot-whot7', screamed the femaiI,
swingin her umbrelier in the air, 80 whot is
the price that wuman pays for her experience y"
ssI don't know, marm," ses l, sstlIe price to
my Show is Is cents pur individooal.''
ss& can't our Society go in free7" asked
me Ieinali f.l rt
ssNot if I know it,'' sed I. -..s
ssCrooil, crooil man, she cridc, & bust in
to tears.
ssWon't you let my darter in 20 sed another
of the exsentric wimin, takin ME afeckshunitly
by the hand. go, please let my darter ill.,
she's sweet gushin child of natur.''
ssLet her gusi 20 roared |, as mad as / Good
stick at their tarnal noncents; sslet her gush 20
Whereupon they all sprung back with the si-
multanlus obscrvashun that was Beest.
ssMy femail friends," sed l, "be4 you Ieeve,
I've few remarks to make; them we'll.
The femail woman is l of the greatest insti-
tooshuns of which this land kin Boste. It's
onpossible to get along without her. Had thar
bin no femail wimin in the world, L shood
scarcely be hear with my unparalleled show on
this very orspichus occashun. She is good in
welncss-good all the time. Owooman, WOO.
man 20 cride, my feelins wurked, up 10 q hi
poetick pitch, syou air an angil when you be-
have yourself; but when you take off your
proper apparil, x (metyforicaly speaking git
into pantyloons-when you desert your fire.
sides, 4 with your hcds full OF wimin's rites
noshuns, go round like ruarin lyons seekin
whom you may devour sumbuddy-in short,
when you undertake to play the man, you play
the devul, Il air an emfattic noosance. My fe-
mail friends,'' continued, as they was indg-
nantly leavin, sswa well what A. Ward has sed!'