Public ledger. [volume] (Memphis, Tenn.) 1865-1893, 1876-09-14
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Anecua te OF hnntet webster.
The stream that Daniel Webster
loved was famous for trout, and
he was famous for catching them.
Often he would sit for hours on a
moss-eoyered stone in a retired
nook, his line dangling in and
above the water, but never a bite.
and if there had been, the fish was
safe, for he was entirely unconscious
of all around and above him. One
warm and sultry morning in July.
while thus absorbed, he was aroused
by hearing over the stream, "Hul-
10, therel hullo, | say How are yeg
Nice morning this! Got any fish?
Have any bites? How dye get over
there? I've been fishing two hours;
nary bite. | see you have long
boots on ; what'n you take to carry
me over? Don't want to get my
feet wet. I'll pay you well; what'll
you take?"
Here he paused long enough for
Mr.. Webster, who had all this time
been surveying the speaker "a
Slight-built, dandifed youth), TO
ask, What will you giye?"
Well, a quarter; that's 'nough,
amt it?"
"Well, yes; I suppose it is"
So, quietly Ia. sing down his rod,
he took his way to our Boston boy,
Joe D, who, by the way, was as
good a fellow as ever sold tape; he
was now on a three days furlougb.
and bound to crowd all ii fishing,
sea-bathing and sight seeing sea-
sons into the allotted three days
time, and one was rapidly sing
away. Mr.. Webster seated himself
on the bank, Joe mounted his
shoulders, and, like Caesar, Whom
Cassius from the raging Tiber bore,
so Joe upon the god-like shoulders
safely crossed the stream. The
quarter quickly changed hands.
Mr.. Webster quietly sailed into
his accustomed scar, while J !,
on further pleasure bent, hJ-
tened up the stream. Tired and
hungry, he returned rather late for
dime and passed into the dining
hall, where the guests were engaged
in the last act Of the drama. Our
Bostonian, however, fell to with an
appetite sharpened by lis morning
exercise, and with a full determine
ton to make up with speed what
he had lost in time. So intent upon
his own affairs was he hat he took
no notice Of those around the table.
until some one requested Mr.. Web
ster to relate his morning adven-
lures. Joe looked up, and, follow.
ing with his own the direction OIL
all other eyes, he beheld his morn.
, ing Hneas. Turning to his nearest
neighbor, he asked, EFWho is that?'
"Thatl Why, that's Daniel Web.
ster."
He found no further use for knit
e and fork, and was silently leaving
e the table, when Mr.. Websteo nov
! recognized him with a look or
nod (Joe could lever tell which,
he detained him, and requested hin
to take wine. Joe took the win,
with a trembling hand, and, witt
a a look of earnest entreaty, beggel
Mr.. Webster not to repeat the cir
cumstance which occurred thi
D morning.
Mr.. Webster replied, Yol
\ should not be ashamed Of the adj
f venture, since there is no youny
e man in the country, however loft
his aspirations, that will be like.
to attain the position You thi
morning occupied"
/ Joe left lhe table and the house
s and on the first train left the town
satisfied he had done enough 70
one season. In the evening Nj
Webster related the whole affair t
the assembled guests, and to tbi
p day Joe enjoys the sobriquet 0
"Dan."