The Humors of Falconbridge: A Collection of Humorous and Every Day ScenesFalconbridge
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The Humors of Falconbridge: A Collection of Humorous and Every Day Scenes
Falconbridge
American wit and humor
"Go away, women; what do you know about mineralogy, igniting anthracite?
Go way; close the doors; I've got the rocks on fire--I'll make them
laugh t'other side of their mouths, at my black rock fires!"
In the midst of the excitement, as the governor was perspiring and
exulting over his fiery operation, a carriage drove up, and two
gentlemen alighted, and desired an immediate audience with Gov. Mifflin;
but so deeply engaged was the governor, that he refused the strangers an
audience, and while directing Isaac to tell the strangers that they must
"come to-morrow," and while he continued to pile on more black rocks,
brought in by Isaac, in rushed the strangers.
"Good day, governor; you must excuse us, but our business admits of no
delay."
"Can't help it, can't help you--see how it blazes, see how it burns!"
cried the abstracted or mentally and physically absorbed governor.
"But, governor, the man may be hanged, if--"
"Let him be hanged--hurra! See how it burns; call in the neighbors; let
them see my black rock fire. I knew I'd surprise them!"
"But, governor, will you please delay this--"
"Delay? No, not for the President of the United States. I've been trying
this experiment for eight years. I've now succeeded--see, see how it
burns! Run, Isaac, over to Dr. ----'s, tell him to come, stop in at Mr.
S----'s, tell Mr. H---- to come, come everybody--I've got the black
rocks in a blaze!" And clapping on his hat, out ran the governor through
the storm, down to the village, like a madman, leaving the strangers and
part of his household as spectators of his fiery experiments. Just as
the governor cleared his own door, a pedler wagon "drove up," and the
pedler, seeing the governor starting out in such double quick time,
hailed him.
"Hel-lo! Sa-a-a-y, yeou heold on--_yeou the guv'ner_?"
"Clear out!" roared the chief magistrate.
"Shain't deu nothin' of the sort, no how!" says the pedler, dismounting
from his wagon, and making his appearance at the front door, where he
encountered the two rather astonished strangers--legal gentlemen of some
eminence, from Harrisburg, with a petition for the respite of execution.
"Halloo! which o' yeou be the guv'ner?" says the pedler.
"Neither of us," replied the gentlemen; "that was the governor you spoke
to as you drove up."
"Yeou dun't say so! Wall, he was pesky mad about som'-thin'. What on
airth ails the ole feller?"
"Can't say," was the response; "but here he comes again."
"Now, now come in, come in and see for yourselves," cried the excited
Governor of the great Key Stone State; "there's a roaring fire of
burning, blazing, black rock, anthracite coal!"
But, alas! the cross sticks having given away in the interim, and the
coal being thrown down upon the ashes and stone hearth,--_was all out!_
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