The daily Gate City. [volume] (Keokuk, Iowa) 1855-1916, 1867-01-10
PietorialirtnR Language

az take my tea barefoot" saida back
w~oodsman, whan asked if he would have
cream and sugar. II ani barefoot. by the
way, in the Coventry Plays A., speaking
to me once of very rocky clearing, sad,
,.Stone's got a very heavy mortgage on that
land aud | overheard a guide In the woods
say to his companions who were urging HIM TO
sing, oval. | did sing once; but toons got IN
vented. and that split my trade,
Whoever has driven over q stream by a
bridge made of labs will feel the picturesque
force OF the epithet slab bridge, applied to 3
fellow of shaky character. Almost every
county las sone good die sinkerm phrase,
whose ~lnintage passes into the currency ofthe
whole neighborhood. Such q one desefioed
the county Jail 1.-THE one story dwellings ars
of wood as the house whose anderpinin'
come up to the caves, and called hell. 1.-The
place where they didn't rake up their fires
nights once asked q stage driver If the
other side OF a hill were as steep as the one
we were climbing. steep cham fghtnin
couldn't go down it ',hont putin the shoe
on" And this brings me back to the eyag-
gerations Of which | spoke before. 10 me
there is something very taking III the negro,
$50 black that charcoal made a chalk mark
on Kim. enc the ..shingle painted so like
marble that 1t sank in The wataf asst ~
very consciousness of its vanity had been
over persuaded by the painter. | heard A
man. in order to give a notion OF some very
| cold weather, say to another that a certain
Joe. who had been taking mercury, found a
lump Of quicksilver in each boot when he
went to dinner. This power of rapidly
dratnatizing a dry fact into flesh ard blood.
| and the VIVID conception OF Joe as a human
| thermometer, strikes me as showing a poetic
| sensa mat may lie refined into faculty.
Captain Basil Hall denied that or people
had any hunor deceived. perhaps, by thar
gravity 81 manner. Perhaps Captain Hall
had no huinor himself. and if so he would
never find il. Did he always feel the point
of what was said to HIMSELF | doubt IT, be,
cause happen to know a chance he once
had given him in vain. The Captain Was
walking up and Town the veranda OF a eoun-
try tavern in Massachusetts while the coach
changed horses. A thunder storm was cons
ing on, and with that pleasant European air
Of indirect self>compliment in condescendIug
to be surprised at American merit, which we
End so conciliating. he said to q conntryman
l~ouneing against the door, Pretty heavy
thunder Won have here The other, who
had OWNED at a glance his feelings OF gener-
Gus concession to a new country, drawled
g~rafely. "Wal, ne du, conslderin the NUNS
Der OF the inhabitants" This, the more |
a~nalyze il, the more humorous does it seem.
The same man was capable Of wit, also,
when he would. He was a cabinet maker,
and was once employed 10 make some com.
mandmen, tables for the parish meeting
house. The parson, a very old man, annoyed
him by looking into bis workshop every
morning, and cau,ioning him to be very sure
to pick out clear mahogany, without any
knots in it." Al last, wearied ont, he re-
torted one day ''Wal, | guess. DR.. B., if |
wa. TO leave the aots out of the command
ments. 'twould SCOT you ez we'll.