Delaware State journal and statesman. [volume] (Wilmington, Del.) 1855-1870, 1867-12-20
/ HEAT 1T HOT, SAINT HEAT IT noTi

A correspondent, writing FROM Illinois,
tells the following good story
Colonel McHatten came from Virginia to
this State (lllinos) in the early settlement
of the country, when roadside inns wero
unknown, and every dweller in the wilder
ness kept sort of travellers home. Tho
Colonel, by lucky investment in wild land,
became in time rich man; but he kept up
his habits of hospitality, and did not object
TO turning an honest penny in that way.
One cold, clustering, winter evening,
horseman drew up to the house and asked
accommodation for the night. A half-grown
lad answered in the affirmative, and ushered
him into the sitting room, where the great
wood fire, of itself, gave him cordial well
come. After supper The landlord made his
appearance for the first time. lie was hearty
and hale and rosy as any Boniface should
be, but he was bent and crippled in his gait.
He explained by saying that he had taken
cold which had settled In his back.
~ don't mind the pain SO much, " he con-
tinued, "but it is so inconvenient have
been recommended to try Poor Mans
Plaster, and if you will excuse me 1 will
have it put on. sam Samuel Samuel
McHattenr'
"Here, father" said the lad before mem
toned, hastily swallowing a huge piece OF
mince pie which lie had been quietly enjoy
ing.
Here, Sam, my boy, heat this plaster for
me and put it on my back. Heat it hot,
| SAM" saying which, he handed the plaster
3 to his son, and seating himself astride his
chair, with his back 10 the fire, threw hit
! suspenders back and his shirt over his head
+ Nov, SAM" said the Colonel, "if The
&. Poor MANS Plaster is hot, you may put !
on; but you may wait little; I'm afraid 1t
! not hot enough. Heat 1t hot, Sam; heat
/. hot. Can you tell" he continued, turning
u to the traveller, who was seated in the cor
y ner, "Can you tell why this IS called tn
= Poor Mans Pldster-sometime the Poo
10 to himself "because 1t sticketh closer than
II brother! eh?"
u Poor Sam, who had heen watching hi
d chance TO speak, without interrupting HI
y father, now ventured to say;
+ ~ guess it's hot enough now, father"
- =, "What do you know about it?" said tn
81 old man, testify. II say heat 1t hot, San
$, heat 1t hot!"
s. Sam, whose face was at a red heat, ha
- held the plaster to the fire until it ran an
dripped down on the hearth, and he mac
an no reply.
" "well, " said the old man, looking aroun
''maybe it will do now, Sam. Clip it on
Sam, armed with the plaster, approacht
re linn, and, If my word can he taken, did cit
Ist il on. The old man gave one yell, like
h! wild Indian, and jumped clear over Il
II back of his char, kicking his old-lashiont
nd brooches off his feet, and dancing arour
of with pain. The traveller laughed until
cried, and the more mine host reared, Il
u, more he laughed. When the first agol
ai was over the Colonel began to swear, al
Id our traveller thought 1t would be prudent
vn him to retire, lest he should share the Col
au nel's wrath with Sam, who he observed W
wv making good his distance.
nd The next morning, when leaving,
ed handed the Colonel five dollar bill, sayir
ne with a twinkling of his eye
NV II don't want any change. 1t is cheap
I'd. that"
Iou After he was seated upon his horse, o
,n., out of range, he called;
ny "sHsat il hot, Sam! heat thoE II stick
ais closer than a brotheri eh!'"