Millheim Journal. [volume] (Millheim, Pa.) 1876-1984, 1882-03-16


the MarShfield people said worshiped
Webster more than he did his Maker.
That's no matter. He was the funniest
little piece of laugh and grow fat Chris
tianity / ever saw. he was proportioned
like pumpkin, and his face was Oh sum
ny as ripe one. They brought some
thing to take, aud we all took. This had
an immediate effect at both ends of the
lines. Goldfish seemed to want some
thing, too. They bit like house on
fire, "Now FletcherI' said Mr.. Web
ster, "give us O. little Lafayette" The
little Lafayette" the great expounder
wanted was n rehearsal of Websters great
speech of welcome to Lafayette. which
can be found in Webster's WORKS. and
should be read by all mem A whack-
ing big monster of the deep took hold OF
Fletcher's hook. "Give us O hand for O
starter, DIR. Choules." said Fletcher,
and slowly the capture came through
the five fathoms of water. Just as the
head OF an enormous "halibout" ap-
peared above the splash twenty feet
away, Fletcher opened. "n-lus-tri-
strangerI"-suiting the action to the
words-"Citizen of another hemisphere
welcome TO these shores!" and with
few hauls of concentrated Fletcher and
Choules power the eel lustrious strang-
er was promptly landed in the boat.
DR.. Choules proposed that we take"
again, and it was done as purely san
itary measure. Good John X. Williams
brandy from the ancient cellars of 1847
on Boston neck being used to conteract
any unwholesome effect that might fol-
low the dousing we all received while
welcoming the llustrious stranger to our
common platform. The larger the fish
thereafter the larger the take, and we
took great many large ones of both
descriptions before we up anchor and
tried 70 head for home. Somehow or
other we had not noticed that a strong
wind over Marshfield salt meadows and
right out of the mouth of Cut River had
risen while we were taken the biggest,
and instead of sailing back on the tack
we'd come ont on, we were obliged to
make one toward Duxbury. then stow
ard Boston, Quincy, Fall River. and
Newport, as little Dominic Choules
said often before we got through tack
ing, by driving plump into Plymouth
harbor, twenty miles away, Lordi low
that broad-breasted yawl bounced over
the water and breasted Boreas and the
billows. Fletcher said "Boreas was o.
bore and ass" Brightly namedl"
chImed in little Choules. eff the Pig
rim Fathers" said the immortal defen-
der of them and of the constitution; elf
those godly ancestral heroes of Massa-
chusetts had been driven against the
stern and rock bound coast with such
vehement exhibition of Divine wrath and
power" "They wouldn't have
landed without some swearing, I think, I"
continued Fletcher. As it was, it was
one of the wonders how we landed at
all. In the general bobbing and bounc-
ing, had become rs limp as o skinned
eel; had thrown off all the pleasure and
lots of other things besides, that l had
enjoyed before the anchor was heaved,
and was glad to wade ashore at point
little to the southwark OF Plymouth
Rock. Plymouth people were on their
way home to their usual 2 o'clock din
ners when we walked mp the street and
turned the right hand corner to reach
and reinvigorete at the popular house
with an Indian name, on the high road
to Kingston. You ought to have seen
Rev. DR.. Choules when he landed from
the boat. He looked like young robin
after seven days storm. Exceedingly
damp, though blazing from the eyes and
from the depths of his inner conscious
ness with smiling tbankfulness that we
had not been upset in the middle of the
bay and ont OF soundings. Mr.. Webs
ter maintained that godlike mieu and
carriage for which he was SO Justly ce-
lebrated. His green vail had been car
ried away in the storm, and that splen-
did appeared once moro in its matchless
glory How we got back to Marshtield
with our plumber from the sea will tell
at opo+bap MORA convenient Yariod