Part 4

A number of years bygone, a black man, named Peter Cooper, happened to marry a fair lady of Greenock, who did not use him with that tenderness that he conceived himself entitled to. Having tried all other arts to retrieve her lost affections in vain, Peter at last resolved to work upon her fears of punishment in another world for her conduct in this. Pretending, therefore, to awake one morning extravagantly alarmed, his helpmate was full of anxiety to know what was the matter; and having sufficiently, as he thought, whetted her curiosity, by mysteriously hinting that "he could a tale unfold," at length Peter proceeded as follows:--"H--ll of a dream last night. I dream I go to Hebben and rap at de doa, and a gent'man came to de doa wid black coat and powda hair. Whoa dere? Peeta Coopa.--Whoa Peeta Coopa? Am not know you--Not knowa Peeta Coopa! Look de book, Sa.--He take de book, and he look de book, and he could'na find Peeta Coopa.--Den I say, Oh! lad, oh! look again, finda Peeta Coopa in a corna.--He take de book, an he look de book, an at last he finda Peeta Coopa in lilly, lilly (little) corna.--'Peeta Coopa, cook ob de _Royal Charlotte_ ob Greenock.'--Walk in, Sa. Den I walk in, and dere was every ting--all kind of vittal--collyflower too--an I eat, and I drink, and I dance, and I ting, an I neva be done; segar too, by Gum.--Den I say, oh! lad, oh! look for Peeta Coopa wife. He take de book, an he look all oba de book, many, many, many a time, corna an all; and he couldna finda Peeta Coopa wife. Den I say, Oh! lad, oh! look de black book; he take de black book, and he look de black book, and he finda Peeta Coopa wife fust page,--'Peeta-Coopa-wife, buckra-woman, bad-to-her-husband.'"

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MAGICAL CLOCK.

Droz, a Genevian mechanic, once constructed a clock which was capable of the following surprising movements:--There were seen on it a negro, a dog, and a shepherd; when the clock struck, the shepherd played six tunes on his flute, and the dog approached and fawned upon him. This clock was exhibited to the King of Spain, who was delighted with it. "The gentleness of my dog," said Droz, "is his least merit; if your Majesty touch one of the apples, which you see in the shepherd's basket, you will admire the fidelity of this animal." The King took an apple, and the dog flew at his hand, and barked so loud, that the King's dog, which was in the room, began also to bark; at this the Courtiers, not doubting that it was an affair of witchcraft, hastily left the room, crossing themselves as they went out. The minister of Marine was the only one that ventured to stay. The king having desired him to ask the negro what o'clock it was, the minister obeyed, but he obtained no reply. Droz then observed, that the negro had not yet learned Spanish.

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