Daily Nashville patriot. [volume] (Nashville, Tenn.) 1860-1862, 1861-03-29

The Memorable Voyage ofthe 'sPolly
Annn--A story Of the TempestuOus
Canal.
This is Artemus Wards last story, which
those who can are welcome to admire
In oyerhaulin' one of my old trunks the
tother day, / found the folIerin' jernal of a
wage on the starnch canawl bote. Polly Ann
which happened to the subscriber when I
| was a young man Tin the Brite Lexington of
yooth, when thar amt no SIGH word as fale),
on the Wabash Canawl:
Mondy, P. M.-Got under wa. Hoses
not remarkable frisky at fust. Had to
| bid fires under 'em before they'd start.
Startid at laist very student, causin the bote
| for to lurch vilently, and knockin me orr
| from my pins (Saler frase-) Several pas
sepjers on bored. Parst threu deliteful cOun-
try. Honest farmers was to work sowin
corn, and other produce in the fields. Sur
| blime scenery. Large red-headed gal re-
clinin on the banks of the Canawl, bathin
| her feet.
Turned in at Is minits parst eleving.
,ToOsdy.-Riz at an went up on the poop
deck Took a groan PERSONS dose of Ticker
with member of the Injiany legislator,
which be urbanely insisted on allowin me to
pay for. Bote tearin threu the briny waters
at the rate of 2 Nots hour, when the boy on
the leadn boss shouted,
s'Sale hoel"
"Whar away?" hollered the capting, clear
in his glass. "a emty black bottle. with the
bottom nocked ouD and bringing it to his
Eagle eye.
Bout fore rods to the starbud," screamed
the boy.
"Jes So" screeched the capting. "What
vessels that air?'
1.-The Kickin Harier, of Terry Hawt, and be
derned to youl"
Il, 1 sir" hollered our capting sReef
your arr boss, splice your main jib boom,
and half your chambermaid! What's up in
Terry Hawt?"
you know Bill spikes?" sed the capting
of the Warier.
Wall. reckin. He kin eat more fride
pork nor any man of his heft on the Wabash.
He's ornament to his sex"
"Wall," continued the Gaping of the KIc-
kin Warier, "Wilyim got little owly the
tother day, and got to prancin around town
on that old white mare of hisin, and bein in
playful mood, be rid up in front of the
Court'us whar old Judge Perkins was a hol-
din Court, and let drive his rife at him. The
bullet didn't hit the Judge at all; it only jez
whizzed parst his left ear, lodgin in the wall
| behind him; but what dye spose the old des-
pot did? Why, he actooally fined Bill ten
dollars for contempt of Court What do you
think of that!' axed the capting of the
Warier, as he parst long black bottle over
to our capting.
THE country is indeed in dangerI" sed
| our capting, raisin the bottle to his lips
The vessels parted. No other incidents that
| day. Retired to my chased couch at
mInuts parst 10.
(Wensdy) Riz arly. Wind BLOWN n W.
E. Hevy sea on and ship rollin wildly in
| consekents of peppur-corn havin bin fastened
to the forreTd boss tale. ''Heave twOi'
roared the capting to the man at the rudder,
as the Polly give a friteful toss. l was sick,
an sorry I'd cum. "Heave twoI" repeated
the capting. l went below. "Heave twop'
hearn him boiler agin, and stickin my he'd
out the cabin winder, IheU.
The bosses beoum dosile eventually, an l
felt better The sun bust out in all his splen-
der, Discrepancies of expense, and lively Natur
put in her best licks. We parst the beauti-
ful village of Limy, which lookt sweet H.
deed, with its neat white cottages, Institoots
of learnin and other evidences of civilzashun,
inclOodin party of bald heded cullered men
who was playin 3 card monty on the stoOp
of the Red Eagle tarvern. All, all was food
for my poetic sole. | went below to
breakfast, but vittles had lost their charms.
Take sum of this" sed the Capting, showing
bottle lords my plate. .'It's whisky. A
stummick gifts out of order. It's excellent
Tonic?" l declined the seductive fooid.
(Thursdy). Didn't rest well last night on
account of uprore made by the capting,
who stOpt the Bote to go ashore and smash
in the windows of a grocery. He was bro't
back in about hour, with his he'd dun up
in red hankercher, his eyes being swelled up
Orful, and his nose very much out of jint.
He was bro't aboard on shutter by his crue
and deposited on the cabin floor, the passen-
gers all risin up in their births, pushin the
red curtains aside & lookin out to see what
the matter was.
"Why do you allow your pashuns to run
away with you in this Onseemly stile, my
misgided frend?' sed a solum lOokin man in
a red flannel nite-cap. "Why do you sink
yourself to the Beasts of the field?''
wall, the fack is, sed the capting, risin
hisself on the shutter, 1--WE bin a little pre-
joodiced agin that grocery for sum time.
But made it lively for the boys, Deacon!
Bet yer life?' He larfed short, wild larf,
and called for his jug. Sippin few pints,
he smiled gently upon the passengers, sed
"Biess you'll bless you!" and fell into sweet
sleep.
Eventually we reached our jerny's end.
This was in the days of Old Long Sign, be4
the iron boss was foaled. This was be4
steembotes was going round Dustin their
bilers d sending peple higher nor kite.
Them was happy days when peple was intel
ligent i wax figger's 4 Twin wild beests
wasn't scoffed at.
go dase of me boyhood,
Pm dreamin ov We now"