The Fremont weekly journal. [volume] (Fremont, Sandusky County, Ohio) 1867-1877, 1870-03-11

chimbley sweeps, and a purweyor of
hasses' milk to Her Majesty and the
RIVAL Family, as sends round his
donkeys reg'lar every mornin' to be
MIXED at peoples doors in the
squeers.
Well, punctooal to the moment,
Black Whiskers comes, follered by
boy bearin' q basket lined with black
oilskin-a big square One-jest the
same as you see milliners' boys car
ry about.
"Oh, hor says 1; cap and fancy
work-eh? Rum time to begin bust
ness though
Well, the basket was put on the
back seat, which it jest fitted; and
Black Whiskers gets in and sits
down on the front seat, sendin' the
boy of, and he says to me-Black
Whiskers, you know, not the boy
" Lay hold Of the check string he
says, and stop when I pulls.
"Ain't none" 1 says firuiiIy; for l
thought he'd have rode outside, so
as l couId have got to know what
dodge he was on.
"Then I'll open. the windy" he
says; and ne tried to let down the
glass, which, after a wonderful deal
of shown about, came down; and
then off we starts, goin' through
Wilton Crescent, and down into Ea-
ton place, swhen " Stop~ says he;
and pulls up close to the pavement,
and out he gots, walks on bit,
whistlin' a Jim Crow sort of chune;
and then, when hid got most out Of
sight, commin' slowly back a bit,
when, if he didn't squat down all at
once right in the middle of the pave
ment, with that cloak Of his spread
out all round him, just like a hen
goin' to hatch chickens, and stopped
like that matter of five minutes,
when he comes back and gets into
the keb, and he says says he, " Drive
to t'other end of the place. and 1
drove there.
Well, if you'll believe me. if he
didn't get out, walkin' away whist'in'
the same Jim Grow sort Of chune till
he was most out of sight; then [ saw
him comm back till he was two
llamp-pOsts' of, when down he goes
agin, right in the middle of the
pavement, with his. cloak spread out
stops a minute or two, and comes
back and gets into the keb, saying
8 Now to Eaton squeer,
1t worn't my head as itched when
l KEEP on scratchin', but my curiosi-
ty; for couldn't make it out nOhOW,
not even when we'd stopped a good
twenty times in Eaton squeer, Bel
grave squeer, Chester squcer, and all
about there. Always the same dodge
walking away, whistlin', eoAin'
back a short distance, squattin' down
on the pavement, and then comm
back to the keb. Not that it was al
ways right in the middle of the pave
ment, for sometimes it was right on
the kerbstones.
He's a inspector of nOOsances,
says, land goes about smellin' the
streets, that's what it is" I says, al
ter bein' out an hour; but when I'd
set him down at the corner Of Kin
merton street. and seen him lift out
the basket, set it on the ground, and
then, because it was heavy, pull out
half dozen bits Of macadam granite
and shy 'em down. Hes mad, 1
SAYS" mad as a hatter?' But all
the same he gives me five shillin's,
and he says, says he, l may depend
on you for tomorrow night"
'All right, sir?" I says; and then
1 drove of.
Its rumunw l says that night
when 1 got home.
What's a rumun:" says my mis-
sus.
+" Never you mind" l says quite
grug. And after bit of hot supper,
we goes to bed, when l begins dream
lin about Black Whiskers, but only
to be woke up by missus's elber be-
ling dug into my ribs.
Don't Joe" she says.
Don't what:" SAYS |.
| Don't keep On whistlin'
Was l whistlin'?' I says.
| Yes" she saws, quite loud: land
Eve got to be up at four to do Wink
by's washin'."
What chune was itfn I SAYS.
How should l know" she says
:" such stuff
Easy there, l says. ' Was i
anvthin' like this?" and whistIed
bit of the Jim Grow sort of chune
same as Black Whiskers had
chune as would keep runnin' in m,
head, do all 1 could to get it out.
"That's it," she says, quite cross
"and that's quite enough for on
night; for if you can't come to be-
without whistlin' you'd better sc
up
Next night things went on jest tn
same. Black Whiskers comes witt
his basket, gives me my orders, anC
+ off we goes agin; and so matter
went on for matter of six or eigh
times, when, feelin' naturally anxiOu
to oct to the bottom of it all, l be
gan to sham little, and to make be
lieve that Solomon wouldn't stand
follerin' my gentleman up a bit. Blu
that was no 90; he was down upOl
me directly, maxim me always after
wards to turn the keb round, so tina
if Solomon ever made a move on, j
took him further away from tn
scene of operations.
[ couldn't make it out nohow, IT,
/ what l would; there was always tn
same dodge On-leave the keb, tn
! whistled chune, the walk on, til
! walk back, the squat down, and the
. back to the keb. No one ever spok
E to him. and he never spoke to IL
lone: and what he did it for
: couldn't make out, only that he
| sometimes make Il run into the new
e lly mended road, and pick up a fe-
0 bits Of stone and bring back with hi
| so that, besides takin' a lot away j
+ his busket, he'd sometimes leav
some on the floor of the keb.
Always the same farc-fye shi
+ llin's, five and six times a week; S
: you may guess l worn't well please
. when, one night in August. l goes
: 1.-THE reg spot, and he worn thert