The daily dispatch. [volume] (Richmond [Va.]) 1850-1884, 1866-11-01

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feft London" 80
40. sy-purely. Itwas-was IT. Now,
I'll inst put ye ane case-not that It y o
the slirhtest consequence, but merely TO
satisfy my conjecture-supposing, mon, ye
had oil this indigo, what would ye justwf
itr' , ).
"Why," said tho skipper, /" ! should not
have bought It unless wanted 1t and II
had wanted 1t, should have known what
to do with II. That Is, Mr.. McGrie, pre-
cisely your case"
"ih, weel, my mon, but you're an unco'
cannie chiel. Do you na ken whether MS
precious majesty, may God bless him, amt
eaun to make the volunteer ladies wear
blue regimentals--blus ID apure standing
aWhy, don't know, but some report Of
that sort may be stirring; for what with
your large demand, and other matters, IN
digo Is certainly getting up. But my time
is precious. Here's your bill of landing,
SO lust sign my papers-ah ell right
when and where shall discharge my
cargoP
"Don't fash yourself, there's nae hurry.
I'll Just speak to two or three Of my wor-
shipfu' correspondents, and let you know
on the morrow, or aiblins the next day
after. I may haze to send to Edinbro' anent
the matter"
/" Alb, yes, l understand, q joint consign-
ment. 1t won't prove bad speculation,
Pm thinking. Good morning, Mr.. McGrie."
So away trudged the skipper, leaving
the owner of much indigo in state Of dole.
full perplexity, such as ought not to befall
any honest man. All that night he kept
exclaiming, "Gude Lord, guide Lord, what
shall / do with all this indigof Ma, ma,
Donald will not commit himself. But it's
q mickle heap"
Very early was Donald abroad the next
morning, inquiring of everybody all the
possible uses to which indigo could be put.
He got but very little satisfaction on this
point. He began himself to look dark
blue. He had almost resolved upon a
Journey to London, awful as it appeared to
him, to have this mistake explained, but
he still resolved to wait little, and to do
nothing in hurry.
The next thing that happened to Donald,
with his forty -one tons of dye, was his sad
reflections when On old woman came and
bought of him one farthing's worth of stone
blue.
"Had We ma better try indigo, my guide
frien'2" says Donald to the old washer
woman.
"And what think ye, guide mon Metre,
I'll be doing with indigo in the suds 7 Dot,
ava, mon, but yer gazing apuir old body
So off the old lady trudged, with a damaged
temper.
"Had 1 sold farthing's worth O. this
dommed indigo, 'twould have been be-
ginning. Had the auld washer bodies hae
taken to it ! and every little helps"
About this time, as the skipper who had
brought the indigo was just passing the
principal inn of Aberdeen, he observed a
post-chaise and four, with the horses all
foam, stop with most imposing jerk at the
door, and the managing and confidential
clerk of Hubbens, Hobbins & Robbins
the eminent drysalters. The clerk almost
flew into the arms of the skipper, and with
breathless eagerncss asked him II lie mac
delivered the indigo to McGrie2
"No; it is still in the vessel, but he has
the manifest and the bill of SALE"
"Then the property is now vested IN
him?"
GAS securely as the hair upon your mead
| Is your own pror"-s!' he Sooni' '"u'io"s
| even for . ctotchman."
w is he in O large line of business7"
81 can't really say that. We should call
his place of trade nothing better than q
chandler's shop in London. But they ma
mage things in another way here"
"What eau he possibly won't with all this
indges He has actually drained the mar.
ket, and we have just received advices that
all the crops of indigo have failed in the
West Indies. There is also large demand
for it from the Government, and it is now
actually worth its weight in gold"
"You don't say so. Why, he was saying
something like it. Nodoubt but that some
West Indiaman has brought the news here
of the failure of the crops. Besides, he
talked largely about his correspondents"
"And am losing all this precious time
Where does he live! know nothing OF
the place."
II will go with you, if you choose. !
should like to see how the douce Scot ma
nages it."
"No, good captain, just show me the
door. If prosper, you will just have to
Ldk6 Iuc SUN DdCh w AOHuohs
$50 thought. But mind your bear
ings and distance with McGrie. lie is an
over-cautious tradesman."
It had been dull morning with Donald.
He had sold little snuff and little sand,
little cheese, and half-score of ballads
for a halfpenny, but not a particle OF
indigo, and no more stone or powdered
blue. He was never known to give such
short weight. He had wrangled awfully
with his few customers, and was, altogether,
in very misty humor.
81 would just gle twa punds Scotch to
get out Of this scrape, and some odd silver
over"; and as he thus exclaimed aloud, he
struck the pound of butter that he was
making up with his wooden paddles blow
so spiteful that it resounded like the re-
port Of pistol.
At this moment the clerk entered. He
paused for space just within the TIRES
hold, scornfully surveyed the shop and its
contents, looked with an air that was not
far short of contempt on its proprietor, and
Immediately settled in his mind his plan of
action. He was something Of the petit
naaitre, so he placed his white cambria
handkerchief before his nose and mouth,
and then, jerking it away, exclaimed
"Faugh % taking from his waistcoat pocket
asmelling- bottle, which, like Shakespeare's
popinjay,
"Ever and anon he gave to his nose,
And took't away again"
But it was Donald who,
"Being angry when 1t next came there,
Took 1t in snuff"
"What would you please to buy, honest
man p, said Donald. pettishly,