Frostburg mining journal. [volume] (Frostburg, Md.) 1871-1913, 1873-10-18
THE PIG- G-TliN.


We were sitting one summer evening
in the window of our reading-room at
Lanhowell, looking out rather sadly on
the scene before us. The coach had
just come in from Morvaen, and its pas
sengers were dismounting, and its
smoking horses We're finding their own
ways stableward, while the stable
helpers were busy harnessing in the
fresh team; and we looked at this
rather sadly, because it was the last day
of the old coach. The new station of
Llynpenmaen was to be opened on the
next day, and the coach was to cease
running and be superseded by the rail
way bus, which was now standing in its
brilliant new paint drawn up against the
side of the hotel.
"'Deed, it will be a fine thing for the
town." said the doctor, who was of the
party.
Yes, my boy, indeed it will,' cried
Lawyer Evans. 81 shall do all my
business now in London. No use wait
ing for assizes and circuits now. | shall
take you all up to Westminster now, my
boys -
"Dcvil doubt you" said the Captain,
making face. "What! as if you
didn't ruin us quick enough the old
way All, well, l liked the old times
best. You'll be shabby outskirt of
Manchester by and by"
go, but, Captain, consider the mo-
tion of the times !" cried Jones Bryn-
bella, who was manufacturer and a
radical " consider the progress of the
intellects.
"Pooh, intellects !" cried the Cap
tain contcmptuously; why, you aren't
n patch upon what your fathers were.
Why, Jones, I've seen your father drink
forty glasses of ale, and then cheat a
sober man in the bargain.
"Well, yes, he was Il wonderful man,
my father, wonderful"
"And there was Lawyer Roberts, who
robbed everybody right and left, and
lived like tighting-cock for fifteen
years and wasn't found out till after
the funeral, when all the parish fol-
lowed him to the grave. Oh, don't talk
about intellects !"
"Inteed, he was very clever yes,
sure"
Well, now, and where can you show
me man like Sir John? DO YOU re-
member what Sir John did at the time
of the Crimean war 2"
"No; inteed, forgot"
"4ou'll remember, L daresay, that
while the war was going ON, the Gov
eminent put on a shilling income tax 2"
Shilling in the pount 2 cried Sir John ;
shilling in the pount Why, that'll
be pount day out of my pocket. O
tam l can't stand that And he came
down to the Plas from London, where
he'd been attending Parliament, in a
very bad temper. The rent-day W, on
just then, and the tenants dinner and
at the dinner, Sir John made a speech
as usual. My frients, he said, we are
engaged in a tremendous struggle, in a
very pig war. We must all put our
shoulders to the wheel, for the sake of
our Queen and country. If need is, you
must rally rornd your old chief, You
should have heard the roar there was,
for they were all very fond of Sir John ;
and indeed his strong ale was something
to be remembered. But he went on.
when silence was restored, we must all
make sacritices--you, and I, and every
body-I have to make em first of all.
Do you know what the war costs me,
my frients and tenants? I'll tell you
more than pount a day - Deud
anwyi = cried all the tenants "a pount
day? Think of that, David Sir
John paying a pount day to the war.
Dear me And now, my frients and