Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1907-03-19
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A Romance of the American Revolution
By w. GILMORE SIMMS

locating my legs and shoulders, ant
depriving me of a glorious mornini
nap, and a most delicious dream; ant
all because OF his ID blanket"
"Pshaw, that's mistake; l sen
the sergeant to wake you"
"You did! and why the devil die
you take an improper liberty, pray?'
why man don't you hear tn,
bugles-don't you see all the camp IL
motion? Don't you know that tn,
Swamp Fox is in for an early start
before daylight? 1t was a kindness
lieutenant, to have you awakened IL
season"
1T was a ID unkindly one. Harl
you, my good felow,"-to the sergean
remember hereafter, when yol
waken a gentleman, that 1t Is scarcel!
necessary to pull him to pieces to eff
feet your object. 1 forgive you thi
time, as you meant we'll; but see tina
you sin no more in the same manner
You were, no doubt. a blacksmith
before you became a soldier. Forge
your old vocation hereafter when yot
deal with me. If you seek to make
wise Of your fingers, you will fnt
something more than vicious at the
end of mine!"
The sergeant moved off much won
dering.
Now, bestir yourself lieutenant, ant
get yourself in harness" quotf
Humpries.
Take that fiery faggot from my
eyes, Humphries, unless you wish te
blind me eternally. What blasted folly
is this Of moving daily and loading
troops with such infinity OF broker
slumbers. Are you dreaming or L
Do you really mean that we are tt
leave the swamp"
Even So"
why, we have just got into 1t.
haven't seen 1t fairly, and know moth
ing of its qualities Major Singleton
assured me that it was boundless ir
it's treasures Of fish, flesh and felicity
He spoke Of its terrapin as superb
To leave 1t without tasting! This !!
shocking. I had hoped to have hao
a rest here for a few days to have
compared its products with those Of
the cypress"
you're to be disappointed, new
ertheless. I'm sorry for your sake
old fellow, that it is so! But the ma
jor's orders are to breeze up as fast a:
possible. You mustn't delay now fol
trifles."
what do you call trifes? Life
and that which feeds 1t, are no trifies
The taste which enters into the dress
ing of food are among the best essen
tials of life. Who presumes to call then
trifies? I trust, Lieutenant Humph'
ries, that it Is you who are the tritiel
now. There is surely no movement
now on foot?"
"As sure as I'm a sinner, it's truth
and you must stir up. Let me hell
to brace you. The majors on horse
Already. The Swamp Fox, as the peo.
pie here call Marion, has been about
and busy this hour. Look at him yon-
der-he that has his cap off-stand-
ing where those dragons are In the
saddle. He's talking to the men, and
they say he talks seldom, but short
and strong: and we ought to be there
to hear him. Hurry yourself bit
now, or we shall lose 1t ALL"
There's no policy so vicious. New
er hurry, John Humphries. KeeI
cool, keep cool, keep cool! These are
the three great precepts for happi'
ness. Life is to be boarded. not to be
hurried. Happiness is found only II
grains and fractions, and he who hur-
ries finds none. 1t Is with pleasure
as with ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS tC
that cunning old Pennsylvania printer
take care Of the pence, and the
pounds will take care OF themselves
Take care of the moments and you
need never look after the hours. That's
my doctrine for happiness-that Is
the grand secret. Hurry forbids al
this. You skip moments-you skiI
happiness. Why do you sip rum
punch? Why, indeed, do you sip al
goodly achics?-simply to pro.
long the feeling Of enjoyment. 1t Is
your beast only that gulps and swal'
lows 1t is only your beast that hur-
ries. Happiness Is not for SUCH
But we must hurry now Porgy, II
we want to hear what he says"
"I never hurried for my father
though he looked for me hourly l viii
not hurry for the best speech ever
delivered. Do oblige me with thai
belt; and lay down your torch, my
good fellow, and pass the straI
through the buckle for me. There
not so tight, If you please: the mex
hole in the strap will answer now; ar
hours riding will enable me to take
the other, and then 1 shall probably
try your assistance. Eh! what!
that?"
The pitiful bowling of a negro
aroused from his slumbers premature
ly by the application of an irrev'
erent foot to his ribs, now called fore.
more particularly that Of Porgy.
"That's Toms voice-I'll swear tC
II among a thousand; and somebody:
beating himi I'll not suffer that. AnC
away towards the spot whence the
noise proceeded.
Don't be in a hurry now, Porgy
remember-keep cool, keep cool. keel
COOL" cried Humphries, as he follow
ed slowly after the now hurrying phil
osopher.
DO I not, Humphries? I am no
only cool myself, but / go with th'
charitable purpose of cooling anoth
err"
But what's the harm ?-he's only
kicking woolly-head into senses"
Nobody shall kick Tom while Tn
alive. The fellows too valuable fo1
blows:-boils the best rice in thu
southern country, and hasn't hi
match, with my counsel. at terrapir
in all Dorchester. Hello! there, m!
friend, let the negro alone, or I'll as
tonish you"
The soldier and Tom alike, became
apparent the next moment, the formel
still administering a salutary kick anC
cuff to the growing and grumblint
negro. Porgy soon grappled the as
sailant by the collar and shook hin
violently. Inc ldlleI, ldhSli ny 81.
prise. and seemingly in great astonish
ment, demanded the cause OF this as
sault. He was one of that class, some
of whom are still to be found in th'
country. who owning no slaves, arr
very apt to delight in the abuse o
those Of other people. Porgy had hi
answer in his usual fashion.
That's the cause, my good fellow
that's the se,"-pointing to th'
negro.-"an argument that runs upol
two legs, and upon which no two leg
in camp shall trample."
Oats right, NAUSEA, growies
Tom, Indignantly. "Wha' for he kicl
nigga, what's doing noting but sleep
AK um dat, NAUSEA"
The soldier grew ruffled, In spite o
Porgy's uniform. and answered sav
agely-
His dog stole my bacon cappin
and when l chunked the varmint. IN
nigga gin me sass. He's sassy tel
| low"
"Ah! he's a saucy fellow is he? ina
may be. but I'll let you know tina
I'm the only one to take the sauce ou
of him. AS for the dOg-so, Tom you
dog stole this mans bacon?"
He say so, NAUSEA. but | amt sh
um (see um) De dog hab shin bone
| but how / know whey he git um
Stink never tief we bacon, NAUSEA.
L. L. L. OF h