The daily Wabash express. (Terre-Haute, Ind.) 1857-1867, 1861-08-10

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Am"
ln eserhaaling one Of my Old trunks ths
tothes day. found the folleria' jeFnal OF a
wage on the siarnch canawl botc Polly Ann.
which happened "a the subscriber when was
ayoung man in the Brte Lexington of
youth .hea thar amt no SIGH words a. ialel
on TIE Wabash Canawl;
Monday. two r. M Got under way
Hoses not remarkable frisky at fust. Had
70 b'ia hres under EN- before they'd start
TO larcbyery viientiy, and knskiu me orr
my pins fstler Erase Several na<seniers
on board. Parsed thrsu delightful country
Honi-i farmers was TO work sowin kom a
other preiaee IN the fields Sublime sensry.
Large red headed gal reclinin on the hank.
of the canawl bathin her feet
Turned m Al niteen minutes parsi eles.
ing
(Toosday.) Ria AT i've an'went apoa the
poop deck. Took grown persons dose OF
licker with member of the lnjanny Iegisla
,ure. which he urbanely insisted on ailowin'
me pay for Bote tearin thru the brins
waters al the rate of | Nots hour. when the
boy on the leading hoss SHOUTED;
sale hoe"
"Whar away" holered the captine. clear
ing his glass. "a empty black bottle, with the
bottom knoct OUT and bringing il 90 his
eagle eve.
Bout four rods to the starbud" screamed
the hoy.
jess so. 'screeched the cap,ing. "wAa,
vessels that air,''
The Kiekia Wsrier. OF Terry Hawi. and
be dsrned To YOU
II. /. SIR" hollered our capting. Reef
your arr hoss. splice your main jib boon. aud
hall your chamhermaid' What's mp ia Terry
/ Hawtl"
You know Bill spikesf' sell the caping
of the Warser.
Wall. | reckin he kin eat more fride
pork nor any manlof his heft on the Wabash.
He's an ornament 10 his SEX
"Wall. continued the captng OF the Nick
az Warier. "whst do YOU think of that" as
he psut long black bottle over TO our
capting. raisin' the bottle TO his lips
The vessels parted. No other incidents
that day. Retired 10 my chased couch at five
minutes parst ten
lWensdy , Riz arly. Wind blowing " W
+. Hesy sea on and ship rollin' wildly in
consekents of pepper corns havin' bin fasten-
ed TO the forard boss tale "Heave two''
roard The captlng 10 the man at the rudder
As the Polly give frightful toss. was sick
and sorry I'd cum. 'Heaye two" repeated
the capung. went below "Heave wo,'
hearn him holler again. and stickn' IN,
he'd out of the cabin window. Iheu.
The bosses becum dosile eventooiy. an
felt better. The sun bust out in all his
splendor. regardless of expense; and livel,
nature put in her best hcks We past the
beautiful village Limy, which lookt sweet
indeed. with It's neat white cottages. In
stitoots of learnin'. and other evidence o.
civilization. incloodin party of bald hedec
colored men who was playin card monty OF
the stoop of red eagle taffern. All was 1000
for my poetic sole. went below TO break
fast. but vittles had lost their charms
Take some of this. said the cspting
shown bottle lords nay plate. "its whiskey
A few quarts alters sets me right when m,
stummick gifts out OF order It's excellen
Tonic decline the seductive food
Thursday Didn't rest we'll last mite OF
account OF an uprore made by the capting
who stopped the Bote to go ashore and smasl
in the windows of toe grocery. He was bro
back in an hour, with his head done up in
red handkerchief. his eyes being swelled n
orfrl, and his nose very much out Of joint
He Was bro't aboard on shutter BY biz crus
and deposited on the cabin floor the passen
jers all risin up in their births, pushin the re
: curtains aside 4 lookin out 10 see what tn
matter was
why do you allow pashuns to run ava
/: with YOU in III 8 onseemly stile, nv misgide
friend." sed sollum lookin man in re
flannel mite cap. why do YOU sink your
self 70 the.beast ofths tieldl"
wall, the fack is, said the capting, raisi
hisself ON the shutter. I've been littl
prc;oodced again-thst grow sery for sum time
Put made il lively for the BOYS Deacon
Bet yer life" He larfed a short, wild lari
and called for his jug. Sippin few pinis. h
! smiled gently upon the passengers, sed
Bless you bless you," and fell into swee
sleep.
, Tventooaly We reached our ierneys end
!, This was in the days of Old Long Sing. be
the inrn hoss was foaled. This was befoa
steembotes was goin around Dustin the
silers and sendin peepel higher nor a kite
+ Them was happy dase when the peepel wa
!. intelligent. and wax fggers and Twin vii
beests wasn't skotisd at
4 20 dase of me boyhood
I'm dreemn on yor now
(Poeckry} A. WARD