The Pulaski citizen. [volume] (Pulaski, Tenn.) 1866-current, 1871-06-22
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What a ventriloquist Did.

market, Boston, which at the time
| surpassed all others in the country,
not SO much for the luxuries itsup-
/ piled, as for its cleanliness. conve-
nieuCes, regulations. and general
respectabiIity.
After a pleasant ra1able around,
well pleased with what I had seen,
I arrived at the outside ofthe build.
ing where it was customary for the
country people to display and dis
pose of their produce. Seeing a
barrel Of apples, I inquired the
price.
zone fifty" said the owner.
"Ars they as good as they appear
to be" said taking one in my hand.
"Yes sir; they are picked fruit"
II do not believe a word Of that.'
seemingly spoke man IN a gruF
voice, who had just stopped with a
basket of eggs.
''Neither do I!7 seemingly said q
tall thin woman, in a squeaking tone
as she walked up to the apples, a
basket on each arm, one containing
a ealfs head, and the other varie-
ty of Vegetables.
II do not care what you believe,
sir, or what you think, madam" an
swered the apple vender, lookingan.
grily at the parties.
At the closeof the latter sentence
the loud cry of a child proceeded
from the barrel, which producedno
little amazement, ali parties starting
back with alright and surprise.
The woman declared that any man
who concealed a child in barrel of
apples was a brute.
That's my opinion" " said the egg
man.
Here the apple dealer protested
against these insinuations; but un-
fortunately at this moment cry Of
''Help! help! take me outi I shall
smother!' came from the barrel.
"He is villianw squeaked the
woman, appealing to the crowd that
had in the meantime colleetei.
"Turn out the apples" said one.
upset the barrels' cried another.
'6end for the police! suggested
third.
"On my honor, there is no child
among the fruitr exclaimed the
countryman, evidently alarmed at
the appearance things Had taken,
but he had hardly spoken these
words when the child was heard
sobbing aloud.
at viii diew exclaimed several
voices.
At the same time the barrel was
upset, the apples sent rolling in all
directions, and, of course, no child
was found, much to the comfort
of the owner, and disappointment
Of the lookers-on.
"Well that is oddr' observed the
woman; "we all heard the child"
Here the calls head in her basket
commenced blating, which she inn
mediately dropped with alarm, when
the apple man, who had been relic
we'd from his difficulties, rctorted on
his female accuser, by calling her
Beelzebub's wife.
81 am no such person.
"You must be, said the egg man
as be stopped to take the head,
which again bleated, when he quick
ly withdrew his hand, to the amuse-
ment of all
"She IS a witch and should be ar
restedr' he exclaimed, when he was
again interrupted by the chuckling
Of chickens among his eggs.
"Hallo what is hereY' cried he, 'at
your witch work againT'
"a fine fellow, you, to talk Of
witches" chucl1led the old woman.
"Cluck, cluck, cluck, went the
chickens; the ealfs head bleating,
and the child crying; when amidst
this confusion, the police appeared
and demanded the cause of the dis
turbances but Immediately perceiv-
ing and recognizing me, laughed up
roriously and pointing at me shout
ed
"Hallo, signor Blitz! Up to
your tricks, ehY'
Atthe announcement Of my name
the people gave three cheers and
separated.