The Baltimore County union. [volume] (Towsontown, Md.) 1865-1909, 1874-11-21
ArtensUS W0Td the SbOsOH1u71.
AN OLD STORY TOLD OVER.


The stoodent and connyseer must have notist
and admired the large yeller handbils, which
not only air gems of arte in themselves, but
they troothfuly sit fourth the attractions of
my show-a show, let me here obsarve, that
contains many livin' wild animaes every one
of which has got Beautiful Moral.
The handbills is sculp in New York.
Il, annooally repair here to git some on
'um.
&, bein' here, tho't i'd issoo a Address to the
public on matters and things
Since l last meyandered these streets, have
been all over the Pacific sloapes and Utah. l
cum back now, with my virtoo unimpaired,
but I've got to git some new clothes.
Many changes has takin place even during
,ny short absents, and sum on 'um is Sollum to
contemplate. The house in Vareek street
there used to Board, is bein' torn down.
That house, which was rendered memorable by
my livn' into 1t, is "parsin' away parsin'
away" But sum of the timbers will be made
into canes, which will be sold to my admirers
at the low price of one dollar each. Thus is
changes goin' on continerly. In the New
World it is warm the Old World Empires is
totterin' and Dysentaries is crumblin'. These
canes is cheap at dollar.
Sammy Booth, Duane street, sculps my hand
bills, and he an artist. He studied in Rome
State of New York.
I'm here to read the proof-sheet of my hand
bills as fast as they are sculpt. You have to
tob III 'ara rip clo for thou
are jest as apt to spell wurd rong as anyho
But have time TO look round sum, and how
do l fud things? l return to the Atlantic
States after absence of ten months, and what
State do l fine the country in? Why, don't
know what State l find it in. Suffice it to say
that do not Fl nd it in the State of New Jersey.
Them who think ti.t ne made from the
tmbers of the mouse oLce boarded in is essen
tal to their happiness should no' dclsy about
sendin' the money right on for o1o-price one
dollar each.
My reported capture by the North American
savijis of Utah led my wide circle of friends
and creditors to think that had Did adoo to
to earthly things, and was angel playing on
golden harp. Hents my arrival home was
unexpected.
1t was II in the evening when reached my
homested and knockt a healthy knock on the
door thereof.
nigLlcap thrusted itself out of the front
chamber *inder. (it was Betsys nightcap.)-
And a voice said:
"Who IS it?"
at is a man. l answered in gruff vols.
81 don't believe it," she sed.
"Hhen come down and sarch me-" replied.
Then, resuming my nst'ral vols, said:
"Its your own A. W., Betsey! Sweet lady,
wake! Ever of thou"
"Oh." she said, otis YOU, ?" The old girl
was glad to see me.
In the mornin' found that my family were
eutertairin' al artist from Phiadelphy, who
vas there paintn' some startlin' waterfalls and
mountains, and l MORN suspected he had a
hankerin' for nay eldest dauter.
"Mr. Skimmerhorn, father said my dauter.
"Glad to see you, sir" l replied in hospit-
tie vols; glad to see you"
"He is an artist, father" said mi child.
GA whichistY'
Gan artist--a painter"
"And glazier?" I askt. "Air you painter
and glazer, eh? ?"
ent help it. felt in a comikle mood.
at is q wonder to me, sir" said the artist,
considering What widespread reputation you
have, that some of our Eastern managers don't
secure you"
"It's a wonder to me-" said my wife, chat
somebody don't secure him with chain"
Last Sunday l heard old Parson Batkins
rreecb, and the good old man preeches we'll,
too, though his prayers was ruther lengthy
The editor of the Bugle, who was with me, said
that his prayer would make fifteen squares OF
solid nonpariel.
AS our friend tho editor of the Bugle says
IL. b. l. cLO,,k