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VOLUME IX.
[The following is " a go i of purest ray
serene" :]
THE ROVER'S GRAVE.
BY JAMES G. CLARK, TENORS OF OSSIAN'S BARDS
They bore him away when day , had fled,
And the storjn was rolling high ;
And they laidlim down in his lonely bed,
By the light of an angry sky ;
The lightning flashed, and the wild sea lashed
The - shore with its foaming wave ;
And the thunder passed on the rushing blast,
As it howled o'er the rover's grave.
No longer for him, like a fearless bird,
Yon bark floats under the lea ;
No longer his voice on the gale is heard,
When its guns peal over the sea ;
But near him the white gull builds on high,
Her nest by the gleaming wove
And the heaving billows groan and die
On the sands of the rover's grave.
Alas, how everything, has changed,
Since I was sweet sixteen ;
'nen all the girls wore homespun frocks,
And aprons nice and clean.
With bonnets made of braided straw,
That tied beneath the chin,
The shawls laid neatly on the neck,
And fastened with a pia.
I recollect the time when I
Rode father's horse to mill,
Across the meadows, rock and field,
And up and down the hill.
And when our folks were out at work,
As sure as I'm a sinner,
I jumped upon a horse bare-back,
And carried them their dinner.
Dear me. young ladies, now-a days
IVotild almost faint away,
To think of riding all alone,
1,,n wagon, chaise, or sleigh.
And as for giving " pa," his meals,
Or helping " ma," to bake,
O saints, 'twould spoil their lily hands,
Though sometimes they make cake.
When Winter came, the maiden's heart,
Began to beat and flutter ;
Each heau would take his sweetheart out
Sleigh-riding in a cutter.
Or if the storm was bleak and cold,
The girls and beaux together.
Would meet and have most glorious fun,
And never mind the weather.
But now, indeed, it grieves me much,
The circumstance to mention
However kind the young man's heart,
And honest his intention,
He never asks the girls to ride,
But such a war is waged,
And if he sees her once a week,
Why surely " they're engaged !"
cVankrr gtorq.
From the Montgomery Wtichman.
Zeke Beegle's Courtship
On,
Love in the Mountains.
I was just prepared to retire to my bed on a
stormy evening in the month of OCtober, when
I was called to visit the son of a farmer in the
neighborhood. The messenger informed me
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at tho young man was dangerously ill, and
that my services were instantly needed ; with
out delay I started for the dwelling of my pa-
tient, and, as the house was but a short dis
tance from my residence I was soon at his bed
side. The sufferer, I found, was a young man
of about twenty years of age—long, lank,
and gawky, with red hair and ferrety eyes—a
most excellent specimen Of a live downcast
Yankee
My patient's name, I soon ascertained, was
Eiekiel Beegle. I had heard of the gentle
man before, under the name of Yankee Zeke,
but until now had never the pleasuie of seeing
him, Ezekiel, or Zeke, as we shall call him,
was very uneasy ; he had considerable fever,
with pain in the breast and violent cough, and
was extremely anxious that I should immedi
ately relieve him. I put a number of questions
to him relative to his ailment, and amongst
them asked him what he supposed it was that
gave him such a cold ; he hesitated about giv-
ing an answer, and informed me that he would
tell me at another time, I therefore prescribed
for him, without troubling him further, and in
a few days he had entirely recovered. His hes
itation about answering my question relative to
the cause of his cold excited my curiosity, and
I was determined to keep him to tho promise
he had made to enlighten me upon another oc
casion. Meeting him along the road a short
time after his recovery, I made allusion to his
recent indisposition and its cause, and by prom
ising not to reveal anything, got for answer—
that he got a most deuced duckin' in the creek
down by the meetin' house, a couple, of weeks
before he was taken sick, and he always sup
posed - that was the cause of his illness, and be
sides that, was darn near sweated to death in
An old barrel churn.
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I now wanted to know how he came to get
the ducking and the churn sweating. At this
Zeke burst into a loud haw, haw ! and says
he, if you'll jist sit doWn on this pile of rails a
minute, I'll tell you all about it, only you sco,
Doctor, I want you to keep it shady, else if the
gals about here find it out, they'll lease the
day-lights out of me.
" Well you see, doctor, I was satin' in the
barn 'tother day cogitatin' over one thing iii: -
another, when I began to recollect that there
were goin' to be a quiltin' over to Deacon Sny
der's, on the next Friday night ; so says Ito
myself, right out loud, says I Zeekle, I guess
as how a chicken about the size of this chap
Will be somewhere about deacon Snyder's pre
mises about the time of that quiltin'. Soon as
the idee struck me, I started right up on an
end and scratched cif for the house like a streak
of greased lightnin' through a cane brake.—
Mother was satin' in the kitchen peelin talus,
and sister Sal she was stirriu' up squashes to
make punkin' pie. Mother says I, and 1
squaked so sharp it nearly frightened the old
critter into fits ; mother I've got an idee, what,
you got an idee Zeke, says she, why I never
.know'd that sich a thing troubled you in all
creation. I tell you what doctor, that rather
riled me : my dander ris right up to about four
hundred and ninety-sic degrees below zero,
and says I old woman, I havo got an idee, and
I' guess as how you'll find it out too ; says I I'm
goin' next Friday night to Deacon Snyder's
quiltin', and if this chap don't put himself
alongside of something in the shape of a female
woman, my daddy's no judge of horned cattle.
The old woman was always pokin' her fun at
Inc. and I was all-fired riled, I tell you, I shook
my head jist like a mad gander, and says L old
. woman, git out. At that the old Critter burst
right out loud a and says she, Zeke, you
ain't got spunk enough ; you'd be frightened
half to death at an old cloak and bonnet stuck
on a broom stick. Well, says I, old woman,
you'll see.'
So when next Friday night came, just about
sundown, 1 began to put on my fixhis', I con
cluded it was best to look pretty smart. and
cute on the.occasion ; so I jist slicked down my
hair with a little hogs fat anti ile of peppermint,
put on my gray bobtail coat, pinned Sal's laced
night cap to my shirt bosom for a ruffle, and
arter pnttin' on father's short breeches and
strappiti"em down with'a pair of old gum sus
penders, concluded, I began to look pretty Ca
niptious I tell you what, I felt as it' I warn't
to be sneezed at ; I shook my feet
. fist as much
as to say' go it boots,' and away I streaked it
oft' for the Deacon's: when I got there, the
house was chuck full. The gals had got thro'
quiltin' ; the floor was sanded, and the way old
Cuff was rippin' the hair of the horse over the
bowels of the cat, was a caution to dead nig
gers. I tell you what, doctor, when I heard
that music and seed all them cute looking gals,
it made my hair bristle up like a porcupine's,
and my heart jump about like a little toad on
a hot skillet ; now, says I, Zeke Beegle, let's
see your spunk ; so arter takin' off my hat, and
slickin down my hair with a little bit more of
the hogs fat and ilc of peppermint that I'd
wrapped up in a piece of paper and stuck in my
pocket, and bitin' into a clove or two to make
the breath sweet and takin', I streaked it right
off across the room and sot myself down along
side Deacon Snyder's daughter Lucy. SayS
she, Mr. Beegle, how do you do ?' says I,
• I'm pretty well, I thank you, how do you
do ?' says she, I'm right smart, Zeekle, 'cept
I've got a sort of pain in my breast.' You see
I know'd that a little soft sawder was good once
in while, so says I, ' Miss Lucy, I've got a pain.
too ;' says she, ' Zeekle, whek abouts is your
pain ?' says I, ` Miss Lucy, it's right abOuttny
heart ;' says she, anti she . draived a breath
a wheezing, turkey, ' liOd'iO is mine, too t '.. The
ice was now broke,:and :the' Avay we chatted
about the weather, and the gals, and the Par
son's sartnons, and cattle, and quiltin,' and'
corn-huskin's, and apple cuts, was a caution-
The critter was tickled half to death, for she
did nothing but laughond giggle, and wink
at the gals and 'boys. We are just beginnin'
to git sociable when the floor was cleared for a
dance; and now, says I, if I don't show 'em
how to go into the toe and heclspeculation, toy
name is hot Zeke Beegle. Says I, Miss Lucy,
shall .I have the pleasure of your company in a
straight four ," thank you, Zeekle,'. says she,
I'm very sorry, but I've jist engaged to dance
With Si Faithorne ;' so I turned right short
round on my heel, and says I, ' Miss Lucinda
Bailey, shall I have the pleasure of dancin' a
straight four with you ? I've just axed Miss
Lucy Snyder, and she's engaged.' The way
Miss Bailey looked daggers at me, war'ut slow.'
'•I tell you,' Says.she, Zeko Beegle, if you
wanted to dance With me, I you =tight have
axed me fust ; I don't alloUr myself to be made
a convehience of, no how ; and she turned
round and shook her shoulders like a mad
heifer. I'tell you what, doctor, I begun to git
mad too, and I felt jist like lickin' all creation ;
thinks I you darn'd old coots, you slon't git this
chap ofl'without his havin' a little somethin' to
say to sonic gal, nohow ; so 1 walks right up
to Charity Mackintosh, and says I, Miss
Charity, shall I have the pleasure of your com
pany in a straight four V well says she, Zeekle,
I don't know but what you mought ;' git out,.
says I, hands off, and I jumped right straight
up on an end, and says I, bowing very per
litely, I'm your most absquotulous.' Old
Cuff put it on the cat gut, and the way we
hoed it down, was enough to frighten old Satan
'nto fits. Some how it appeared to me they all
kept up a darn'd sort of a sniggerin', and old
Cuff he showed his ivory, and rolled his eyes
about till they looked like a couple of snow
balls glistening in a coal hole. Directly Jam/.
haphat Acres bawls right out ' Zeekle, what's
the duty on leather,' and then they all haw
hawed like a party of crazy loons. Says Miss
Bailey, ` Zeckle, if you arn't keerful, lose
something out of , your pockets with that. I
went to fcelin' in the pockets of my bobtail, and
there some on 'em had stuck a pair of Deacon
Snyder's slippers in ono pocket, and an old boot
leg iu the 'tother. Well, after the dance was
over, we all sot down on the benches round
about the room, and the old Deacon he handed
round pies and all other kinds of sass. Says
Miss Mackintosh to me, says she, Zeekle,
what kind of pie do you like best?' (at the same
time she had a chunk of apple pie in ono hand
and a slice of punkin puddin ill the other,) says
T, Miss Mackintosh, what kind o' sort o' pie do
you prefer ? Says she, ` apple pie.' Says
''so do I.' 0, no,' says she, ' I forgot ;' I
meat punkin puddin'." Law,' says 'so do
I.' Well,' says she, don't you like both,
Zeeklc ?' Says I, sartin, Miss Mackintosh,'
and with that, the sarpint plastereJ one side cf
my face' with the' apple pie, and 'tother side
with the punkin', and there I sot, looking
a'most like a drouMed Jackass, with the apples
drippin' ciff one side, and the punkin' off 'tother.
I tell you, Doctor, that last caper rather raised
my Ebenezer, and says I, ' if that's the way
you are going to sarve a fellow, your darned
quillin's may go to (Lunation. Well, I went
vat into kitchen and took a blanket out of
the cradle. and, arter wipin' off the apple sass
and punkin', started back to the dancing
room. Jist then. Methusela Sigafoos steps of
and, says he. ' %eel:le, if you'd like, I'll inter
duce you to Miss Mehitable Brigham ; wetare
gal' to break up shortly, and I know she will
want some chap to see her home.' Says -T,
' letimsela, I'm jilt the critter;' and clr we
started to where Miss Brigham was sittin'.—
She was a cute lookin' one, I tell you. Says
Methusela, Miss I3rOmm, I'll make you ac
quainted with Mr. Zcekle Bugle, son of the
Iron. llezekiah Beegle, and grandson of Jere
miah Beegle, F.sq. Zeekle Beegle, this is Miss
Mehitable Brigham. Jist then, that tarnal old
critter, the Deacon was passin' round behind
me, with a waiter chuck full of apples and glass
es of cider, and, as I wentto bow to Miss Brig
ham, I struck. the waiter, and cawallop went
the apples and tuthblers in every direction.—
There was a great squallin', then, I tell you
same of the gals got tripped up, treadin' on the
apples, and others was lamentin' dreadfully
about the cider splashin' on their new calicoes
and other dresSes. Thinks I, the sooner I git
out of these scrapes, the better. So, says I,
Miss Brigham, it's Bitten late ; shall I have
the pleasure of scein' you to home ?" Well,'
says she, Zeekle, as the night's putty 'dark, I
don't care if you do.' Well: while the boys
and gals was talkin' about startin', I fist slips
out into the kitchen, and, artcr senrchin' round
a while, gits'hold of nn arthcn pot full of soft
soap, and sneakin' round into the hack room,
where the gals had put their fixins, 1 jilt hap
pencil somehow or other, to spill about a quart
of it right into Charity Aide;kintosies bonnet.—
I 'warn't. much sheered .alput it, i but I strealicd
it out, of the , room 'Pretty sharp, and I guess
tv.hen Miss. (iharify`went to put on her bonnet,
hen . face•looked about • a's.lliek• as. mine dal;
stuck full of apple pie.and punkin puildin'.—
.Atter this conniptiou,.lgits Miss Brigham, and
off we started; when we got opposite the old
D6acon's barn . ; says Miss Brighain, bosses'
hoofs 'alit% as easily soiled as morocco shoes.'—
' Why,' says she, ' what On airth do you mean;
Zeekle ?' Why,' says I, I mean that I'm
agoin' to git the old Deacon's mare out for you
and Ito ride home on, for you see the night's
all fired dark, and it's most oudacious muddy,'
and with that, I slipped into the stable, got out
c old critter, chucked a boss blanket over her
for a saddle, and,.arter helpen' Miss Brigham
to hind seat, got on myself. The dear little
soul put her arms around Me, she said, for fear
of fallin' off. I swot, I never felt half so good
.and queer in all my life.. Well, after we had
got right snugly fixed, I give the old mare a
couple of digs with my heels ; and now, doc
tor, I'm guin to tell you again, you keep shady.
Well, you see, we streaked it along pretty well;
till we come to the creels, near the old meetin'
house, when instead of goin' over the bridge,
cuss the old maize, she would go right through
the water to drink. It had been rainin' for a
day or two before, and the water was pretty
well up, but I thought there warn% any danger,
and concluded, after the old critter had enough
to drink, she'd turn round and walk straight
out : so, after she'd finished, I jist hits her a
couple of cawallops with my heels and sings out,
come along, old Doll,' and Away she started
like a ravin' tearin' mad cat ; instead of turnin'
round, shot rite across the water and begun a
crawlin' up the opposite bank. Quick amost as
she touched it, she slipped down on her hind
legs hind slid us both off, right casouse into the
water; I tell you what, I never was half so
sheered in all my life.; says I, ' Miss Brigham,
are you drowned ? Oh, no,' says she, Zeke
but I tell you I'me pretty damp,' and with that,
she scrambled up the bank; and commenced
wringing ont her clothes. I tell you, but we was
in a juicy picket, and if I didn't cuss all quiltin's
and Deacon's old bosses, then my name's not
Zckc ; the old mare I guess was frightened
worse than I was, and she streaked it off in
pretty short metre, I tell you ; arter gittiu' our
selves up and pretty well shook out, we started
fur squire Brigham's ; arter we got there, Miss
Brigham opened the door, and says she, • Mr.
Beegle, I'm much obliged to you foryour trouble
and hope you will call again some other time,'
and then she shut the door cawallop in my face.
There I stood, shiverin' and shakin', and now,
doctor, ifs feller ain't likely tso git cold after sich
work, I don't know what kind of mutton he's
made of. Thinks I, this does beat all nater ;
if the devil ain't in the woman, then there is
somethin' pretty muchlike him, that's all ; and
off I started : I was ravin', tcarin' mad, but
howmesover, before I got to home, owin' to the
coldness of the night, and the duckin' I got, I
was considerably cooled off, and says I to my:
self, • since I've had an invite, if I don't call,
again on Miss Brigham, you may take my head'
for a punkin. Well, the very next Sunday
night, there was a chap about ; my size seen
streakin' it off towards squire Brigham's.—
Now, the old squire he was out at the barn,
fudderin', so I walks right up to him, and
knowin' he was a pretty scientific sort of a
chap,,l jist slicked down my hair a little, jerked
up my shirt collar, and says L squire, how arc
you ? it's quite a sort a kind of weather this ;
quite a fogmatieal state of the atmosphere ; the
thenomicon must a lowered up to about three
feet 'tother side of sundown.: 'how do you
do ?' says he, what's that your business V 'o,'
says I, nothing in particular, squire.' Well,'
sayS he, Zeekle Beegle, you ain't wanted
about these premises, and the sooner you make
tracks, the better,' and the old sarpint mo
tioned at me with a pitch-fork, as much as to
say, Zeekle Beegle, if Yon don't want a couple
of ilet holes drilled in your carcase, you'd bet
ter lean.' It don't take this chap long to take
a hint, no-how, especially if it's a pretty point
ed one ; so oil I put, but says Ito myself, old
chap you don't git clear of this chicken jist
yet,' so I slid round the barn yard towards the
louse, and there I seed Miss Brigham settin
all alone in the kitchen, singin' a psalm tune ;
the moment she spied this chap, her face col
ored up like a turkey gobleu, and says she,
• Zeckle, why I didn't expect to see you to
night, no how,' 0, says git out.' I then
up and told her all about my chat with the old
Squire, and axed her if she would keep compa
ny with me that evening. Says she, Zeckle,
wouldn't mind kcepi,:p: company with you, but
Miler's terribly wrathP:rhout you, 'cause you
got me rich a duckin' in the creek ; howmeso
ever,' says she;' if you want to have my com
pany, you must hide somewhere about the
house unlit after the old folks have gone to
bed.' Say.l, agreed Miss Brigham, any port
in a storm,' says I ; so says she, ' Zeckle, there's
a barrel churn over in the corner, there ; jist
git yourself down into. that, and keep right
quiet there till I 'dime back; I'm goin' over to
Parson Evans' a, mimic, and I'll be right back
agin.' So I. gits myself down into the churn
and Miss Briglianii.she puts on the lid, And then
started right straight off fur the Parson's ; of
terl'de been in there about an liOur:1 began
to think that Miss trigham was mighty slow
a gitten' back, - tind says Ito ;well; Zeekle„a
churn's well enough to keep milk, hut as Or
any human critter lain' cooped up in one like.
a ground hog, it's too darnation bad: was
jist about raisin' up the lid to straighten up'fi
little, when I heard the door open, and in conic
the old squire and his wife ; the .way I•drafved
back my, old calabash was nothin' to" nobody ;
says Mrs. Brigham to the squire, I guess since
Mehitable's Bono over to the Parson's and
won't. likely be back right soon, I'll jist do up
a little bit of churnin.' Thinks I, ' guess you
won't do it in this churn, no how,' and I was
ist twistin' myself round a little, when ofreome
the lid, and down come a pot full of cream right
on my carcase ; I swow, the duckin' I had
down by the meetin'-houso warn't a circum;
stance to it. I jumped right upon an end and
gin an almighty sneeze, while the liquor, was
strcamin down my head and shoulders ; I tell
you what, I guess old amity thought the day of
resurrection had come a little bit to soon ; the
Old critter• went right into a fit of the• high
strikes ; she dropped her milk-pot, andMhe
way she scratched ILO kicked about the floor,.
you'd a thought a passel of crazy loons had
jist got out of bedlam ; after the old squire had
got his breath, for ho was amazin' skeered
NUMBER 17
Soon after the starting of the boat he 'went
into the Cabin, and was soon in conversation•
with the captain. Discovering that the cap
tain was a bachelor, Frenchy was prolific int
sympathy, declaring that he should die of
grief if it were not for the company and caress
es of his wife.
' Oh, as for that,' said the captain, ' I have
the company of ladies much of the time, on
board ; and the best of it is, they are all willing
thal I should indulge in a little kissing with.
them, sometimes."
' It's done!' replied the captain.
The Frenchman took out his wallet ; btl i t
could not find the amount. 'I find I has n 6
money, captain ; but I bet dis fiddle (holding
up the instrument) ) no man ever kiss my littla
woman !'
Well,' rep!icd the captain, 4 I bet my ship
and the whole cargo against your fiddle, that I
can kiss your wif6 in two hours from now, if
you will bring her into the cabin 'and then re
tire yourself.'
ME
Accordingly, Frenchy brought down his wife,
telling her that the captain wished to see her,
and adding—
Take care of yourself, little woman ; i don't
know what kind of a man this captain is.'
The Frenchman retired from the cabin ; but
though he felt quite sure that his wife would
repel indignantly any attempts which the cap
tain might make to gain his bet, yet he was a
little fearful of what' might happen. lie tho't
lie might keep his wife in mind of him, by play
ing and singing a little. gO going to a respect-.
ful distance from the cabin door, ho commenc
ed to sing, accompanying himself with his fa , -
write instrument :
• I don't know—suppose you try it P
The captain did try it, most assuredly, azdt
'the ' little wornaereturned it as heartily..
Then, turning her eyes to the cabin door, aho
sung in'a sweet *voice, a reply to her waiting;
Spouse: .
!You're late, my lot e, you're late, my laic,.
• His arm is round, my middle
Ile kissed me once, lie.kisscd•mo again—•
dear,; youVO lose your fiddle P
The little Vrenchnian burst open the door,
caught up his wife,'and carried her off,'swear
ing,vengeance on all sea captains generally,.
and the Yankees in particular. It is no mono•
than justice - to the captain to add, that ho didt
not take the fiddle, but was porfdctly ended*
with the.other results of the bet.. •
ings ago, having been crossed in love, walkedL
down to the Jordan bridge, gave one lingering.
look at the stream beneath him, and thenwent.
home, His body was found in bed.next •thorny
[JThe young gentleman arrested for
kiUlng
an oyster, has been discharged. He proved
that the oySter was rabid, and attomptol to
bite him. This will learn pl;ople to keep their
oysterS chained after this.
[l:7 - Never take a paper more than ton yearns ,
without paying the printer, or at least sending:
a lock of your hair to let hitn know that you,'
aro about.
11:7% woman that does not love a flowitr
particularly a son flower—deserves not taaw
loved.
says he, what on airth aro you loin' in my
churn, Zeit° Beegle Nothin,' says I, iquire
'in particular,' and with that; the old feller.
cotched up a boot-jack, and says ho, youisassy
varmint„,,l'me a great mind to pound the day
lights out of you ;' 'with, that I hopped out of
the churn and scratched for the door, but the
tarnal thing was fast; jist then,l happened to
see a w;ndow open on 'tether side of the room
and arter the old 'squire had chased me round
the premises once-or twice 4 '4.ph to think it
was about time I Was 'gittin'out there ; so I.
made a jump with all my might., and out I
went ; but I didn't land where I thought I
would', by a long way ; I went right slap into
the old squire's swill-tub, that was-sittin' under
the winder, and when I got out, if I wasn't ,
juicy, jest shake me ; arter I got out o' that
scrape, I put for home, and I railly believe s .
doctor, it was the milk, swill and water that
gave me that spell of sickness.' "
Well, Zeke,"says the probability is r
that your attack of sickness was brought about
by your triple ducking ; but as you have now
fairly recruited, you must forget the past, for
give Charity Mackintosh, the old squire and
Mailable, and hope as Jacob Faithful says,.
' For better luck next time.' "
The French Fiddler's Bet.
, A little French fiddler and his wifo, who+
gained a livelihood by teaching the art of danc
ing, wore on board a steamer on the Minis-.
sippi, a short time since. They had got short•
of funds, and having got run out in the last
place where they had stopped, were' changing•
their spots' for a more favorable opportunity to+
engage in their profession of'teaching. The•
Frenchman was extravagantly fond of his wife,.
and withal, very chary of her, often boasting
that no man could be allowed by her to take
even the small liberties with her charms which,
are usually winked at by husbands. But a
little affair occurred, which shook the poorrnan'o.
belief in this delusion.
' You mean you kiss 'em all ?' said our he
•o. ' I bet you five dollar, you no kiss my
ittle woman r
'I goes it—you lose your ship and cargo,
Be trim, my love, be true, my love,
Be true for a couple of hours ;
Be true, my love, be true, my love;
And the ship and cargo's ours.'
After ho had finished, the captain said to tho
ady—
' Your husband seems extremely anxious=
bout you—l , suppose it would half kill him!
o have another man kiss his wife, wouldn't .
117-A young man in this place, a few even•