Ashtabula weekly telegraph. [volume] (Ashtabula, Ohio) 1853-1873, 1860-07-14

Signor Won Blitz was humorous gen.
tleman, who had the power of ventrilo-
quist's. Travelling in the southern country,
he meets slave and asks him something
about the hotel, then in sight, kept by Mr.
Billy Lemond. Quash, (the slave, is sing
ing,
"Long time ago.
when the trove,er accosts him, and after a
question or two, thus inquiries
well Quash, what kind Of a person is
Mr. Lemond g ..a
Oh be nice man-monsous nice man, en-
pertain gempleman in fust style, and take
care Nv de horses. belongs to him, and
though | say it, massa Bila mighty cleb.
Der man. He funny man, toe, tell heap
o. sories bout CHOSE and spirits, notwith.
standing he fraid on 'em himself, too, my
'pinion.'
Afraid of ghosts, eh,' said the traveller
mnsing. We'll, go ahead Quash-as it is
getting late, | will stop with Mr.. Lemond
tonight
Yes, sab; gee up hoe dobbinl 90 along,
lively ] and setting off at brisk trot, he
was followed by the traveller, the musical
Qaash again broke out in,
"Gwine down to Shinbone Alley"
The burden of long time ago. was taken
up by one apparently in an adjoining corn
field, which occasioned Quash to pluck up
mp his ears with surprise however he con-
tinued with
"Long time ago."
And the same voice resounded again
from the field.
who dat ? said the astonished negro,
suddenly checking his horse and looking
round on every side for the cause of his
surprise.
oh never mind drive ahead, SNOWFALL,
its some of your masters spirits suppose
Quash, in very thoughtful mood, led
the way to the tavern without another
word. Hating before the door, the stran-
ger was soon waited on by the obiging Mr..
Lemond, buStlng takatve gentleman,
who greeted his customers with-'Light,
sir, light, here John Qnash | never mind
your umbrella sir, light, here John! Quash,
take off that chair box. come sir and car
ry his horse to the stable-do you prefer
him to stand on dirt floor p
IF you please sir. He is rather partcu-
lar about his lodgings
Garry him to the lower stable, Quash,
and attend to him well, l always like to
see a horse well tended, and this noble crit
ter too continued the landlord clapping
him on the back.
Take care, will you 7? said the horse.
What the deuce ? said the landlord,
starting back.
None Of your familiarity' said the horse,
looking sptefuIIy around at the astonished
tavern-keeper.
Silence, BcIzebub,' said the traveller
caressiug the animal and turning to the
landlord observed 'you must excuse him,
sir he is rather an aristocratic horse, the
effect of education SIR
He is a witch sir
'Wo hoa Belzebub loose those traces
Quash What are you staring at? He'll
not eat you
Come, landlord, said Belzebub, 4 want
my OATS
Quash scattered-the landlord backed
mp into the porch-and the traveller was
fain to jump into his vehicle and drive
round in search of the stable himself.
Having succeeded as to his horse, he re-
turned to the tavern.
Anon, supper came on. The eggs had
apparently chickens in them-the landlord,
confused at such a mortifyng circumstance,
promised the traveller amends from q cold
pig, which as he inserted the carving knife
into it, uttered piercing squeal which
was responded to by a louder one from the
landlady. Down went the knife and fork |!
and the perspiraton began to grow in
large drops upon the forehead, as he looked
fearfuly at the grunter his attention was
taken, however by a voice from without
calling out
'Iillo, house landlord ?
AYE, coming gentemen-more travellers
do help yourself, sir
Coming, gentlemen; here John, light,
bring light to the door, Sally wait on the
gentleman, and out the landlord bounced,
followed by John with lights but soon re-
turned with looks of ppointment-he
declared there was no living being without.
The voice called again-and the landlord,
after going, returned the second time, de-
claring his belief that the whole plantation
was haunted that night By evil spirits.
That night, rumor sayeth, Mr.. Billy
Lemond slept with the bible under his head,
and kept candle burning in his room I'LL
morning, and those who pass there to this
day, upon close examination, discover the
heels of horse shoes peeping over the door
easement, as o bulwark against witches
hobgoblns and other evil spirits.