The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1865-08-10
VOLUME 26.1

D spectacle firm OF Jonas Jones x Co., should
see me! think that it was in my suspicious
attempts to get close to Matilda, and sc
aroused the jealousy of Matilda's young
man, and eventualy,as the sequel will show
nearly led to blood.
The festivities began early. 1t was, if ]
remember rightly, when we hove in sight
of st. Giles church, and marked the flight
of time by the clock of that questionable
fame, that we began to pull our nose-bags
from under the seats. Generally the refec-
ton was brisKet of beef, with good pro-
portion of fat, mortared in between two sub
stantial slices of bread with lick of mus
tard. At point nearer st. Georges it
would have been a la fourchette; here, I'M
/ der the shadow of st. Giles, it was a la
clasp-knife. Our Ganymede, on account of
the heat and his onerous duties in running
backwards and forwards on the tail-board of
the leading van for beer, he asked for per-
mission to divest himself of his shoes and
stockings. Permission is granted by Mr..
Povey, who draws up at the Houses of Par
liment to have drop of that beer that's
going so literally behind. Mr.. Povey rec
ognizes his own measure looks suspiciously
into the depths of the stout for tops and
|
detect them, owing to the great body of the
| liquor, ''chances it, and empties the pew
| ter at one swig never before having real
lied how very far short of pint it was
Mr.. Povey being lighted up with Pick
wick, as being more respectable than a short
pipe to smoke through CIapham, our cara
van starts off, again and we arc much
cheeed by the populace, in respect particu-
larly of our eighteen-gallon cask, which be-
speaks large means and unbounded hospi-
tality. At Clapham we all feel that we
have done very long stage journey, and
get out in body to vary the private pro-
visions with few public-house biscuits and
just little something short, while Mr. Pow
ey waters the horses and rubs them down,
preparatory to another start We meet a
great many stages on the road. We halt
at the Cock at Sutton, and at all the hostel
ries beyond that until we come to an open
country, when, there being no more half or
three-quarter-way houses to stop at, Mr..
Povey, by general desire, draws the two
vans off the road upon a patch of grass,
where We Immediately proceed to consume
the brisket in regular and organized man
ner. Before we resumed our seats, little
difference had occurred between two young
men respecting two young women, which
an we were passing through the village of
EPSON, broke out into an angry ebullition
mingled with female screams, that may
possibly have suggested to the EPSON
schoolmaster looking over his garden wall,
that we were party of Romans and Sabines
proceeding to the Isthmian games. (Not
having Adams antiquities at hand, | take
Lord Palmerston as my classical guide he |
being generally safe card to go by.)-I
These little differences, however, were soon |
arranged, and precisely at noon, Mr.. Povey, |
whipping his horses UP for the last grand |
display of rnettle, drove us triumpbantly |
OH to the course. Our carriages We're drawn |
up on the brow of the hill, overlooking the |
gipsies' tents, and considerably i'll front of
the grand stand. We did not pay any
thing to go on the course, and none of our
fashionable friends came round cadging for
biscuit and stout, as | understood was the |
custom in another rank little higher up
and this was fortunate, for the brisket was
wearing very scrappy aspect, and the stout |
was at that low ebb when malt liquor ell
deavols to make up for other shortcomings
by assuming an extraordinary amount of
body. /
Y,
seen many Derbies, and fathomed all their
empty pleasures and drained few of their
empty bottles, when his patrons were not
looking, we, the company which he had
brought down ON the present occasion for
the moderate charge Of five shillings head,
pixies included, dispersed ourselves over the
hill and dale to enjoy ourselves. This is
what we did. We played at three sticks
penny; we guessed which thirnble the pea
was under, and guessed wrong; we SHE'D
little balls at pins, and knocked them down
instead of going through them; we raced
up and down the hill; we rode on donkeys
q am sure that young man thought had
a design to ride away with Matilda to far
distant lands); and went into gypsy tents
and had our fortunes told.
Now here come to the occasion when
there was very nearly being blood between
me and that young man. The gypsy was
telling Matilda's fortune, and size told her
there were two young men in love with her,
one dark and the other fair, but that the
dark young man loved her best, and would
be her future 'usband. Now was the dark |
young man, and when the fair young man
heard what the gypsy said, he looked clasp
knives-especially that particular clasp
knife with the horn handle which he had |
used to carve the pork pie at the fete cham
petre down the road-at the dark young
man, and suggested having a quantity, not |
precisely stated, of the fluid necessary to his
existence. Had not the bell rung at that |
moment for the great race of the day-on
which thesfair young man stood to lose half |
a-crowu-it is possible that the fluid might |
have flowed.
Having attacked the nose-bags early, the |
nose-bags gave in early, and after the race,
we were driven to recruit our exhausted en-
ergies 80 far as our means would allow, in |
tents and booths, where the beer was frothy |
and excited as the company III general, and
where the boiled beef stood all over in |
state of cold perspiration, as if it had betted
rashly and was afraid of losing. There
was music in these booths, and we danced
a little, and sang little, and, becoming
free and light at heart, stuck dolls in our
hats, some of us even reaching that point of i,
happiness which maniiests Itself in the as |
sumption of false noses. We were III no
hurry to leave the Downs. Did you ever :
know a gallery boy leave the theatre until
the last piece was played out to the end,
even if it were one o'clock in the morning 2 /
lt Is all very Wen Iof Inc stalls ana the
boxes, who enjoy them every night in the
week; but the gallery which has treat
only now and then, likes to get the value
of its sixpence
We were very jolly on the road home
We gave an itinerant cornet-a-piston lift
and he played to us all the way. We chaffed
the genteel people in the drags and ph@tons
and asked the gentlemen in white hats who
their matters were, which was the popular
piece of wit at that time. We exchanged
about half quart of gin-the last of our
liquor-for bottle of sparkling lIoselle
with some young Guardsman, who admired
Matilda, and once more stirred up the jeal-
ousy of her young man, who nevertheless
partook Of the Moselle. We stopped at
every house of entertainment on the road,