Des Arc citizen., 1866-11-10

1 UOOf OpcUpu. dH lIc ucNll OluVitu oIo
 Forney to steer under the hole. lie
 steers wild, an after swinmiu' nearly
 all over hell he got hit thar., When
 down poured into the boat, the durnd'st
 sluicc uv mean lookin cusses yon ever seed. Everybody already thar turned 1 their heads to look at 'em, an 'clom fas-
 ter-skeered at lem, by golly! They
 war radicals, the last durn'd one. Some
 had roaps aroun' thar nex. wifi runn
 ] ing nuce ahin' the year, some had holes l in thar heads. some had big gill cut | under their chins, an every one shode
 signs of hard times and hurry. Among 'cln I see Stevens, Sumner, Wade, But 1 ler-stlrnamed the beast--an' Wendell 1 Phillips. 'Hey!' sez the devil, what's
 wrong above, cholcry ?-'Wus nor that,
 says sumner. 'The Constitution peo-
 pie has rig, an owe korce WE ARE ALI
 HERE Say. yer majesty, is Preston
 Brooks here?' Oh no,' sez the devil.
 sWell!' sez Sumner, sorter brightenihg
 up, an rubin his hams, I'm durncd l glad he aint' -sstop minnft,' sez the devil, wait until I sorts you all out
 He tuk up needil as long as harpoon,
 and wifi a big guile owe, trace chains he 1 threaded it. Then he picked out all the
 common cusses from among 'em and l strung 'em on the chain, runin the
 needil in at their mouths, and lettin' it | come out tliar--I forgot which, aud 1 then hung the whole bunch over the l aidge ove the boat into the birthstone. Jesohastat! how they sizzled an slosh- ed, an dove, an sprinkled lrot iron about wifi their tails A string owe sun | pearch would have been just no Whar
 l While the devil Wer stringif the small fry, Butler, surnamed the Beast l aidged back to whar sot in the boat, a 1 keepin one eye sot on the devil, an l tother onme an he whispered ill my
 ear. 'wllars Sisyphus 2 Sez l don't 1 know, why? Oh nothin, only ] wanted 1 to see which knoWed the most owe our
 trades, him or me. Then he whispered. | (that mortal off eye owe hisin still sot on the devil,) say, does you know Whaf ! his majesty keeps his spoons? Sez l,
 do you see that chain hangin over the
 starn? He keeps lem in big pot sunk
 at tother aind owe hit lie jist went
 over the starn head fust, an' coon d hit | down the chain, outen sight ondef the ] birthstone. Arter bein gone spell, lie | come back lookin disapinted like, but | his gineTal looks Wer powerfully i'm proved, by-his bath in melted birthstone.
 l swow be looked heap more like a l human. Sez he, goney pot an all. opened my eyes; sez he, halnt Forney got 'em? Sez l, may be so-he's been fumbiin roun' the starn good while. Dam ii he dident sarch every pocket Forney had, an the ole cuss never cotch him at hit, an he GOT TIRE SPOONS.
 While this Mer gWine on, old Thad wer
 tryin to claim kin wifi the devil, a
 comparin his foot along wifi ole Nick $.
 l think the pint wer to git an office, for l hearn the devil keep sayin no, be
 dam if | do. we has order here now.
 An all the time old Wade were a pes
 terin his majesty for q free ticket on
 his doggery. l seed that the devil wer
 oittin 1nonstrous oncasy. Wendell
 Phillips kept Tatchin lust the side
 that went down onder the climbers an
 then the side what come up out owe the
 lake. He jist hopped overheard, an
 Aswuin over thar an tryin his durndesl
 TO TURN HIT ToTHER WAY, he q grab the slopin side oYe the cleats, an hold on
 as long as he could, an then sl0sh back
 agin among the melted dogirons an
 birthstone. l reckon he must 9 made fifty trials afore lie quit an sWum back to the boat, an then he sotin the mos
 yearnest manner, to,persuadln the deYi
 to take of the cleats, an nail, 'em or
 again upside down, so as to RUN HEEL
 BACKWARDS, AN OWE COURSE THE OUT
 SIDE WORLD WITH HIT, without g1yln : single reason why hit help the matter , This made the devil bile oyer He sed , not dam one eye 'em should stay thal another hour. That they d raise d re , bellion sure an destroy the institution i an then what would the world do, PAR PECULIARLY NEW ENGLANDi r tell. you he j;st rarcd sez he, IT } clear my dominion you durn q quick, , an he ranged a big bonn morter, Wha l were in the boat, point blank at tn I hatch hole, an he loaded in old Wade 3 feet fust, an made Forney fetch hit of p By gollyl he went whizzen' througl ! the hole, an hit rained whiskey on oi -l the lake ontil hit burnt blue. Next h , grabbed ol Ihad sez he, trenholm ) please, yer majesty, load her in vii m 8 pintin to a she nigger strung on tn 2 chain: sez the devil no sir. think w e can manage her arter you is goue, ah' Y besides, she looks like she needed a lit { tie rest. Bolang. an l jist coteh
 I glimpse eve Thad's hooked foot scrapil | a splinter off the hatchcombin. Ne, ,, he yoked Sumner, an he begged to b i loaded head just, as he sed he d alWay s travelled sturn tust through life, as h e wanted to finish his journey the sam | way, ON ACCOUNT OWE HIS RECORD. Sc r sturn lust he come outen the morter }, Esturn fust he went outen the hatch hole a an 1 recon sturn fust he busted agi t sumthin away wonder on the outside {, Butler's-suinam the Beast, turn com e mex. While the devil vera loadin hiT II in, observed him buisy a butolin II 1T his pockits. When the morter fired t Wei watchin the hatch clost: l diden It like the ideaf owe his leaYin; but daf ii Ii he went thar. HE FoLLoRED THE LIN
 1 OWE HIS COCK EYE, and busted into l. million pieces agin the wall. Spoon b an breastpins fell foot deep all owe Ie the lake, and hearn the wimmen a e, cheer. The devil then licked his lip T. an went for Wendil, put he jist lope le oYerboard and dove an tn save his lii sr Inc devil coul dnt lind him. Hell rais er trouble thar yet, see er he don't. Ne In he grab bed Forney, his steersman, q lt Sez he, you don't steer tn suit me, an l. st commenced loadin him in, an don ID you believe. list as the cuss's head WeI