The spirit of democracy. [volume] (Woodsfield, Ohio) 1844-1994, 1871-12-12
NUMBER 42
Esuecr and Instructive Sayings Of
FsEs. PaTeingtOD,

itiE7as with strong emotions of won.
der that Mrs. Partiugton reaft in The pa
pcrs tiiata new wing was to be added to
The Cambridge Observatory what
upon aifth can chat be tor, / wonderful
dare say they are putting the new wing
on to take more flights arter comics and
such things; or TO look at the new ring
Of the planet Satan-another link added
to Ills chain, perhaps; and, gracious
knows, lie seems to go farther than ,ha.
ever did before" She stopped to listen
as the sounds of revelry and drupken-
ness arose upon the night air; and shs
glanced from her chamber, over the
way, where red illuminated lantern de-
noted CHM Chowder." Why should
she look there just at that moment Of
her illusion TO Satan? What connec-
ton could there be in her mind, between
Satan and clam -chowder? Nobody was
present but Ike, and Isaac slumbered. Y
Mrs. Partington was in the countrE
one August; and. for a. whole, moflsl.;
not one drop Of rain had fallen! One
day she was slowly walking along tho
road, with her umbrella over her head,
when an ola man, who was mending up
a little gap Of wall, accosted her, at the
same time deposing large stone upon
the top of the pile. ''Mrs. Partington,
what do vou think can help this ere
droughti"
The old lady looked at him through
her spectacles, at the same time smell
ing fern-leaf. Il Think said she in
q tone Of oracular wisdom-'I think
little rain would help it as much as any
thing" 1t was a great thought. The
old gentleman took off his straw hat, and
wiped his head with his cotton. hand.
llerchief, at the same time saying that
he thought so too.
Diseases is various" said Mrs Par.
tington as she returned from street.
door conversation with DR.. Bolus. "Thc
doctor tells me that Mrs Haze has got
two buckles on hel lungs. 1t is dread,
full to think of, declare! The 6iseast
es is so various One way, we hear of
peoples dying oc hermitage Of the
lungs, another way, of the brown crea.
lures; here they tell us of the elementa.
ry canal being out of order, and there
about tonsors of the throat; here we
hear of neurology in the head, there ~
an embargo; one side of us I'VE. hear Of
men being killed by getting pound Of
tough beef in the cacrofagus, and there
another kills himself by discovering the
jocular vein. Things change so, that /
declare I don't know how to subscribe
for any diseases nowadays. New names
and new nostrils takes the place of the
old, and might as well throw my old
herb bag away" Fifteen minutes af-
terWards. Isaac had that herb bag for
target, and broke three squares of glass
in the cellar-window in trying to hit it,
before the old lady knew what be was
about. She didn't mean exactly what
she said. +4,.S
"Does Isaac manifest any taste for
poetry, Mrs. Partington p asked the
schoolmaster's wife while conversing on
:he merits of the youthful Partington;
the old lady was bastipg a chicken which
her friends had sent her from .he coun-
try. "Oh, yesr' said the old lady, smi-
ling: : he is very partially fond of poul-
try, and it always seems as if he can't
get enough of IL" The old spit turn
ed by the fireplace in response. to her
answer, while the basting was going on.
81 mean," said the lady, "does he show
any of the divine affiatus p, The old
lady thought moment. GAS for the
divine fatness, don't know aboutiit.-,
He's had al the complaints of children;
and, when he was baby, he fell, and
broke the cartridge Of his nose but ]
hardly think he's had this that you
speak Of" The roasting chicken, hiss;
ed and sputtered, and Mrs. Partington
hasted it again. 59l3immo3