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law…abidin man; and beleeve in good; old…fashioned institutions。
I am marrid & my orfsprings resemble me if I am a showman!  I
think your Affinity bizniss is cussed noncents; besides bein
outrajusly wicked。  Why don't you behave desunt like other
folks?  Go to work and earn a honist livin and not stay round
here in this lazy; shiftless way; pizenin the moral atmosphere
with your pestifrous ideas!  You wimin folks go back to your
lawful husbands if you've got any; and take orf them skanderlous
gownds and trowsis; and dress respectful like other wimin。  You
men folks; cut orf them pirattercal whiskers; burn up them
infurnel pamplits; put sum weskuts on; go to work choppin wood;
splittin fence rales; or tillin the sile。〃  I pored 4th my
indignashun in this way till I got out of breth; when I stopt。
I shant go to Berlin Hites agin; not if I live to be as old
as Methooseler。


1。15。  A VISIT TO BRIGHAM YOUNG。

It is now goin on 2 (too) yeres; as I very well remember; since
I crossed the Planes for Kaliforny; the Brite land of Jold。
While crossin the Planes all so bold I fell in with sum noble
red men of the forest (N。B。  This is rote Sarcasticul。  Injins
is Pizin; whar ever found;) which thay Sed I was their Brother;
& wanted for to smoke the Calomel of Peace with me。  Thay then
stole my jerkt beef; blankits; etsettery; skalpt my orgin
grinder & scooted with a Wild Hoop。  Durin the Cheaf's techin
speech he sed he shood meet me in the Happy Huntin Grounds。  If
he duz thare will be a fite。  But enuff of this ere。  〃Reven
Noose Muttons;〃 as our skoolmaster; who has got Talent into
him; cussycally obsarve。

I arrove at Salt Lake in doo time。  At Camp Scott there was a
lot of U。S。 sogers; hosstensibly sent out there to smash the
Mormons but really to eat Salt vittles & play poker & other
beautiful but sumwhat onsartin games。  I got acquainted with
sum of the officers。  Thay lookt putty scrumpshus in their
Bloo coats with brass buttings onto um & ware very talented
drinkers; but so fur as fitin is consarned I'd willingly put my
wax figgers agin the hull party。

My desire was to exhibit my grate show in Salt Lake City; so I
called on Brigham Yung; the grate mogull amung the mormins and
axed his permishun to pitch my tent and onfurl my banner to the
jentle breezis。  He lookt at me in a austeer manner for a few
minits; and sed:

〃Do you bleeve in Solomon; Saint Paul; the immaculateness of
the Mormin Church and the Latter…day Revelashuns?〃

Sez I; 〃I'm on it!〃  I make it a pint to git along plesunt; tho
I didn't know what under the Son the old feller was drivin at。
He sed I mite show。

〃You air a marrid man; Mister Yung; I bleeve?〃 sez I; preparin
to rite him sum free parsis。

〃I hev eighty wives; Mister Ward。  I sertinly am married。〃

〃How do you like it as far as you hev got?〃 sed I。

He sed 〃middlin;〃 and axed me wouldn't I like to see his
famerly; to which I replide that I wouldn't mine minglin with
the fair Seck & Barskin in the winnin smiles of his interestin
wives。  He accordingly tuk me to his Scareum。  The house is
powerful big & in a exceedin large room was his wives &
children; which larst was squawkin and hollerin enuff to take
the roof rite orf the house。  The wimin was of all sizes and
ages。  Sum was pretty & sum was Planesum was helthy and sum
was on the Waynewhich is verses; tho sich was not my
intentions; as I don't 'prove of puttin verses in Proze
rittins; tho ef occashun requires I can Jerk a Poim ekal to any
of them Atlantic Munthly fellers。

〃My wives; Mister Ward;〃 sed Yung。

〃Your sarvant; marms;〃 sed I; as I sot down in a cheer which a
red…heded female brawt me。

〃Besides these wives you see here; Mister Ward;〃 sed Yung; 〃I
hav eighty more in varis parts of this consecrated land which
air Sealed to me。〃

〃Which?〃 sez I; gittin up & starin at him。

〃Sealed; Sir! sealed。〃

〃Whare bowts?〃 sez I。

〃I sed; Sir; that they was sealed!〃  He spoke in a traggerdy
voice。

〃Will they probly continner on in that stile to any grate
extent; Sir?〃 I axed。

〃Sir;〃 sed he; turnin as red as a biled beet; 〃don't you know
that the rules of our Church is that I; the Profit; may hev as
meny wives as I wants?〃

〃Jes so;〃 I sed。  〃You are old pie; ain't you?〃

〃Them as is Sealed to methat is to say; to be mine when I
wants umair at present my sperretooul wives;〃 sed Mister
Yung。

〃Long may thay wave!〃 sez I; seein I shood git into a scrape ef
I didn't look out。

In a privit conversashun with Brigham I learnt the follerin
fax:  It takes him six weeks to kiss his wives。  He don't do it
only onct a yere & sez it is wuss nor cleanin house。  He don't
pretend to know his children; thare is so many of um; tho they
all know him。  He sez about every child he meats call him Par;
& he takes it for grantid it is so。  His wives air very
expensiv。  Thay allers want suthin & ef he don't buy it for um
thay set the house in a uproar。  He sez he don't have a minit's
peace。  His wives fite amung their selves so much that he has
bilt a fitin room for thare speshul benefit; & when too of 'em
get into a row he has em turnd loose into that place; whare the
dispoot is settled accordin to the rules of the London prize
ring。  Sum times thay abooz hisself individooally。  Thay hev
pulled the most of his hair out at the roots & he wares meny a
horrible scar upon his body; inflicted with mop…handles;
broom…sticks; and sich。  Occashunly they git mad & scald him
with bilin hot water。  When he got eny waze cranky thay'd shut
him up in a dark closit; previsly whippin him arter the stile
of muthers when thare orfsprings git onruly。  Sumptimes when he
went in swimmin thay'd go to the banks of the Lake & steal all
his close; thereby compellin him to sneek home by a sircootius
rowt; drest in the Skanderlus stile of the Greek Slaiv。  〃I
find that the keers of a marrid life way hevy onto me;〃 sed the
Profit; 〃& sumtimes I wish I'd remaned singel。〃  I left the
Profit and startid for the tavern whare I put up to。  On my way
I was overtuk by a lurge krowd of Mormons; which they
surroundid me & statid that they were goin into the Show free。

〃Wall;〃 sez I; 〃ef I find a individooal who is goin round
lettin folks into his show free; I'll let you know。〃

〃We've had a Revelashun biddin us go into A。 Wards's Show
without payin nothin!〃 thay showtid。

〃Yes;〃 hollered a lot of femaile Mormonesses; ceasin me by the
cote tales & swingin me round very rapid; 〃we're all goin in
free!  So sez the Revelashun!〃

〃What's Old Revelashun got to do with my show?〃 sez I; gittin
putty rily。  〃Tell Mister Revelashun;〃 sed I; drawin myself up
to my full hite and lookin round upon the ornery krowd with a
prowd & defiant mean; 〃tell Mister Revelashun to mind his own
bizness; subject only to the Konstitushun of the United
States!〃

〃Oh now let us in; that's a sweet man;〃 sed several femails;
puttin thare arms round me in luvin style。  〃Become 1 of us。
Becum a Preest & hav wives Sealed to you。〃

〃Not a Seal!〃 sez I; startin back in horror at the idee。

〃Oh stay; Sir; stay;〃 sed a tell; gawnt femaile; ore whoos hed
37 summirs must hev parsd; 〃stay; & I'll be your Jentle
Gazelle。〃

〃Not ef I know it; you won't;〃 sez I。 〃Awa you skanderlus
femaile; awa!  Go & be a Nunnery!〃  THAT'S WHAT I SED; JES SO。

〃& I;〃 sed a fat chunky femaile; who must hev wade more than
too hundred lbs; 〃I will be your sweet gidin Star!〃

Sez I; 〃Ile bet two dollers and a half you won't!〃  Whare ear I
may Rome Ile still be troo 2 thee; Oh Betsy Jane!  'N。B。 Betsy
Jane is my wife's Sir naime。'

〃Wiltist thou not tarry here in the promist Land?〃 sed several
of the miserabil critters。

〃Ile see you all essenshally cussed be4 I wiltist!〃 roared I;
as mad as I cood be at thare infernul noncents。  I girdid up my
Lions & fled the Seen。  I packt up my duds & Left Salt Lake;
which is a 2nd Soddum & Germorrer; inhabitid by as theavin &
onprincipled a set of retchis as ever drew Breth in eny spot on
the Globe。


1。16。  SCANDALOUS DOINGS AT PITTSBURG。

Hear in the Buzzum of my famerly I am enjoyin myself; at peas
with awl mankind and the wimin folks likewise。  I go down to
the villige ockashunly and take a little old Rye fur the
stummuck's sake; but I avoyd spiritus lickers as a ginral
thing。  No man evir seen me intossikated but onct; and that air
happind in Pittsburg。  A parsel of ornery cusses in that luvly
sity bustid inter the hawl durin the nite and aboosed my wax
works shaimful。  I didn't obsarve the outrajus transacshuns
ontil the next evening when the peple begun for to kongregate。
Suddinly they kommensed fur to larf and holler in a boysterious
stile。  Sez I good peple what's up? Sez thay them's grate wax
wurks; isn't they; old man。  I immejitly looked up ter whare
the wax works was; and my blud biles as I think of the site
which then met my Gase。  I hope two be dodrabbertid (Dod…rabit
is an American euphemism for a profane expression which is
quite as common in this country as on the other side of the
Atlantic。) if them afoursed raskals hadent gone and put a old
kaved in hat onter George Washington's hed and shuved a short
black klay pipe inter his mouth。  His noze thay had painted red
and his trowsis legs thay had shuved inside his butes。  My wax
figger of Napoleon Boneypart was likewise mawltreatid。  His
sword wus danglin tween his legs; and his cockd hat was drawn
klean down over his ize; and he was plased in a stoopin
posishun lookin zactly as tho he was as drunk as a biled owl。
Ginral Taylor was a standin on his hed and Wingfield Skott's
koat tales ware pind over his hed and his trowsis ware
kompleetly torn orf frum hisself。  My wax works representin the
Lord's Last Supper was likewise aboozed。  Three of the Postles
ware under the table and two of um had on old tarpawlin hats
and raggid pee jackits and ware smokin pipes。  Judus Iskarriot
had on a cocked hat and was appeerently drinkin; as a Bottle of
whisky sot befour him。  This ere specktercal was too much fur
me。  I klosed the show and then drowndid my sorrers in the
flowin Bole。


1。17。  THE CENSUS。

The Sences taker in our town bein taken sick; he deppertised me
to go out for 

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