Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1874-04-02
IN A POOR PASTURE.

When Washington Smith studied medicine,
great deal of difficulty was experienced in
procuring dead bodies for dissection, and the
students at his college used to make forays
upon the cemeteries at night for the purpose
Of maintaining the supply. One day they
heard of the interment of person who died
of a mysterious malady, and they determined
to resurrect the remains. That night, Wash
ngton and his friends started out without a
lantern, but with plenty ofspades and shovels
When they came to the place and saw the
white marble tombstones, they climbed over
the fence, and after while found spot
where the earth was apparently fresh. They
then began to dig. They dug for two hours,
and went down about twenty-four feet After
they had excavated big enough hole to
make couple of cellars and a rifle pit, they
concluded that they must have been at the
wrong spot. They picked out another place
where the ground had just been upturned-
and after nearly bursting blood-vesselapiece,
and getting out few hundred tons of dirt,
they knocked off, and as they sat down on the
edge of the hole to rest and wipe off the per-
spiration, they expressed their astonishment at
the scarcity of bodies in that particular bu-
background 1t was getting on toward morn
ing then, but they determined to try once
more. Just as they removed the first shovel
ful of earth, Washington, who had been wan
dering around the place meanwhile, suddenly
said, in mournful voice:
"Boys, I think we had better 60 home now
"Why? What for ?" they asked.
"Well, I think any how we'd better knock
off now, on account of various things"
"What d. you mean! What d. you want
to 20 home for ?" asked the crowd. .
"Well," said Washington, 81 think it would
be judicious for several reasons, but princi-
pally because we've been rootin' around here
all the night in marble yard!'
They did go home. They had gotten over
the wrong fence, the cemetery being a few
stems further down the road. The members
of the class who went out after breakfast to
see how the ruins looked by daylight, said
that while the owner of the marble yard did
not invent any new kind Of swearing when
he came to business, he infused into the old
variety an unusual and picturesque scenery
THAT OLD SwELL."-The correspondent
Of the Chicago Inter- Ocean is responsible for
this Congressional tale: Sir Edward Thorn
ton, the British minister, came into the diplo-
matte gallery, and member who spied him
out was anxious that some guests of his in the
other gallery should see the live lord: So he
wrote a little note, saying: "That old swell,
with the mutton chop whiskers is Sir Edward
Thornton" and told page to take it up
stairs. The page, who had mixed notion
who the note was for, and Of whom it was
about, marched straightto to the diplomatic gal,
lery and gave it to the "old swell" himself
Meanwhile our NJ. c., watching the progress
of his note, was mortified to see it in the au-
gust hands of the nobility, and he rushed out
frantically to swear at the poor little page.
"Did he say anything ?" he asked as soon as
he could get his breath. eyes, sill, ," said the
boy; he told me to take it back to the gentle
man who sent it, and say it was very good
description"