Gazette and sentinel., 1860-04-14
The Hairy Shopkeeper.

Upon the banks Of the Mississippi, in
the State Of Tennessee, there dwelt an
old chap by the name of ~1adge-Iom
Yadge. Now, Tom had been an honest,
h~ard-working mai all his life, Bat he had
nsr.r cuaed a saddle; but as Tom grew
old, his wealth and Importance increas-
ed. and with i a desire for a hog-skln;
SO he one day packed up a clean shirt,
stuffed a hundred dollars into his wallet,
stepped upon a steamboat ana away he
started down the river for New orleans
10 BIZ him a saddle. Now this was the
first trip Tom had ever made; he lad
lived all his life where he was born, and
had never heard any other language
than that of his mother tongue. In the
course Of a few days he landed upon
the levce AT New Orleans.
Poor Tom, little did he know what he
had TO encounter. The Frenchman was
there, the Italian was there, the Span
lard was there, the German was there
some from all parts Of the world were
crowded upon that levce-and there was
Tom, with his eve stretched, and ears
open, completely m~ystihed and Devil,
dered at the strange going on around
him /: he stood as long as mortal man
we'll could, aud at last struck out, with
his mind fully prepared to be surprised
at nothing he saw, upon his GRAND OF
the saddle.
After mcGndering about the city for
some time, he at length found q sadler's
shop. Tom with heart elate, walked in.
The first and only living creature
which met his vision was a bdboon of
the largest species sitting upon the
counter, playing with the girths which
were hanging from the saddle immedi,
ateiy over his head. Tom very politely
addressed him /: How logon do, sir ~
The baboon grinned and nodded. Il
wish to buy a saddle" says Tom. The
same expression from the monkey. In
a louder key; Toni want TO buy a
saddle" \ very polite grin from the
banoon. Il will give you $50 for that
saddle" says Tom, at the same time
handing him a $40 bill. The animal,
having seen his master put his money
into the drawer, took it, and hopping
along the counter, made a deposit of
Toms $40 note. He returned, however,
Immediately to his former position.
Tom-"Well, hand us down the pig
skin" Very little notice from the ba-
boon. "Hang it, why don't you give
me my saddle? have paid you for it,
SO hand it down, or | will take it my
self" An awful chattering from the
baboon. Tom, not intending to be fool
ed with any longer, reached ont and
caught hold of his property; but no
sooner had the poorfellow done SO, than
the nails and teeth of the monkey were
driven into his arm. Tom kicked and
swore-the babOon bit and screamed
until at last, the owner of the shop, a
Frenchman with long moustache, came
rushing into the room.
"What you do, sare? What you
want in here, you old rascal? BY gar,
you shall give me sattsfdcshune."
Tom, not in the least daunted, but
very much exasperated, ripped out,
"YOu internal old hairy mouthed scoun-
drel believe you wish to steal my
$40! came in here, bought a saddle,
paid the money down for it, and now,
when l want to be going with it, your
son there. has refused to let me have it,
and has kicked up a fnss about it,"
Tom, however got his saddle, and re-
turned the next morning in the boat go
ing up the river; but he has been heard
to swear it was the last thing he ever
intended to purchase Of the shopkeepcr