The weekly pioneer and Democrat. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn. Territory) 1855-1865, 1865-11-10

An Imitation of Dickens.
In the Orcssstra, q musical weekly pub.
lished in London, is feuilleton in which
occurs this clever imitation of popular
English novelist: ~, .ss.., a.. ..,,.,,,17s,.i I
sac 2Vs3 b3geDRIvMa ON. sr, .,s,,.. ,.-,.
II was some ten or fifteen years after
these times Of ours-little matter how
many. The Stoker knew how many, per-
haps, and SO did the Engine driver, for
they were middle-aged men-old men,
you would say, in experience Of Flue. And
how the fue stuck to them and about
them. Flue on the engine, and the
wheels, and the GOALS fiue on the track |;
ffue on the tops Of carriages. Flue on the
engine-drivers cap; f1ue on the stokers
face; fiue in the engine.driver's and
stoker,s pockets. Flue proceeding out of
the funnel of the locomotive up the line /;
fiue proceeding out of the funnel of the
locomotive down the line. In its fanciful
forms and shapes, being of every form and
shape of hideousness which Dirt can as
sumo, it held weird resemblance on the
rails and on the faces of the hard-working
men to the stain Of sorrow and sin on the
faces of the poor. There, too, it olung
wherever it lighted. Just, my Lords and
Gentlemen and Honorable Boards, as that
other stain will cling where it lights, up
and down the line of human life. -
It was muggy morning. Everybody
admitted it--from the guard at the last
station, where he had afably accepted Mr..
Pocklethwacky's fourpence for . pint of
beer, to Mr.. Pocklethwacky himself, airily
installed 10 an air cushion IN an airy SEQ
ond class carriage, putting windy cigar
and whistiing the "Bonnie House o. Air.
lie." Mr.. Pocklethwacky admitted the
morning was muggy IN fact, he stated 90
voluntarily. A muggy morning, sir, y
said Mr.. Pocklethwacky to his opposite
neighbor, q benefcent, round-faced man,
With, q rim Of whiskers all round his chin.
The Undetermined man looked up
from the book he was reading. NJ. Pock-
flethwacky, casting glance at the volume
the other held, saw it was The Book, open
at the Proverbs Of King solomon. +
Dampness cometh in the autumn
morning as the dews fly downwards; and
sufficient for the day is the evil thereof "
said the whisker-rimmed man. ,.f g@rt
Your remark, sir, is what may call
pregnant with trath,' said Mr.. Pockle-
thwacky. &c Bearing which consideration
in mind, sir, l should say You was inclined
to philosophizing turn of mind" age.t /.
y g I am the Proverbial Philosopher, and
my words are the words of wisdom, !" re-
turned the whisker-rimmed man evils
dom sitteth at the street corners and crieth
to the passer by. 1t is sweet to recognize
glory in the blackbeetle, and more than
beauty in the butterfly" 10 g..
Meaning Polly Perkins, sir :" ia.a
- !" No, sir, meaning nothing but Proverb-
ial Philosophy, " said the whisker trimmed
man. aUa3 iatfro o. g.s.-e m r.,
r. "Oh, indeed remarked Mr.. Pockle-
thwacky, Disconnected. "Are you going
far, may 4 ask p
iso"" The end of q journey is it's destina-
ton; and the conclusion of most things
Is q termination. am going to Knebs-
worth, where the liberality of genial aflu-
Eence hath provided home for the Ssnile
Philosopher" said the whisker-rimmed
man. ~, -. - -,...,
The train .ped EDWARDS. Through ruts
and ridges Of undu!atine land over low
lying tracts Of desolate marsh by water
courses and land-oourses; above single
and sorrel and the spires of flashing towns.
The f1ue gathered and increased; all the
speed and the vhirl and clatter could not
bear It down. No more, my lords and
gentlemen and honorable boards, can the
whirl and Olatter you make in the boastfal
assertions of your order, bear down the
faint which letters the progress of the
poor, a.. - , o.. t'. - 17.faag
p The train fies fast Fast, your majesty.
Fast, my lords and gentlemen. Fast, Right
Reverend and Wrong Reverends of every
degree. Fast, common men and women.
with, human sorrow and human sympathy
in your hearts. And flying thus around
"a every day. - . ..... .'