For tie IVtim.ngtonian.
TIE STEAMBOAT.
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TILE STEANl-6OAT.


Mr.. Editor-Thcre can be nothing so de-
lect able in this neither earth, as to be ram
med, jammed. and crammed into Steam
Boat amongst six hundred persons on Sun
day morning at o'clock without your break
fast, and without prospect OF getting "a
ny. 1t is perfect variety to be commngling
with such a group of persons. Big, little,
rich, poor, honest, dishonest, good-humorcd,
ill-natured, laughing, crying, gay, sad, tran
quill, agitated, praying, swearing, drinking,
pushing, sitting, standing-whtc, black,
grey, diue, yellow, and gingerbread colour
Besides these different qualities, &c. sudden
and great changes in the temperature and
odour of the atmosphere. lend assistance TO
give zest to your situation. Ever and anon
a rich cloud of delightful scents will issue
from pretty female located near you, and
you will fancy, you are in a Persian grove,
surrounded by Eastern Beauties :-direct!y
comes cloud from "'Lijah's Office" rich
" laden with the fumes of smoking viands,
and You snuff the air with greedness as a
bright foretaste of the coming food. But in
the midst of your ecstacy, fate DEGREES that
dense cloud of warm exhalations from the
perspiring carcases of Mr. Sip andIAliss Min
ia should roll it's fumes across your nose, to
the insufferable annoyance of your delicacy,
and the utter destruction Of all the forego-
| ing delcctabiity. In a moment all bright
anticipations are flown, and in painful dis
gust and deep dismay you bury your wound
ed nose in your handkerchief, wheel OH your
heel and seek the windward side of the
boat, and there lean over the railings, until
your head becomes as confused and whlrling
as John Randolph's, and your 6osom (like
man hung by the hcels,) upside down. BY
this time YOU are pretty nearly done over,
and you seek some prop to support your
aching head, and become the silent unob-
served spectator of passing events. little
to your right sets Mrs. Dumps, who, as VIII


WadJle, is


"Likc two single gentlemen rolled into one,


fuming like a pig in an oven, now making a
great inhalation--giving mighty expansion
to her huge bulk, then at one breath (or ra-
ther blow the air rushes from the mouth
like an Ohio tornado, while a tn fan tumul'


tuously flutters before her glowing face, en-


deavouring i'll vain to quell its interna


fame.


"Where's Billy" cries an agitated mo-


ther, Just before you, "where's my child :"


then gathering up her handk erchief, reticle


and fan, she turns three times round ano
finds Billy just at her side. Then there's al


end to her fnss.-Just at this time lad


who is materially drunk, stunbles over your
foot, then turning round TO ask your pardon


his body gets rather too great decllnator


towards you, and losing his balance his head


reclines on your breast as familiary AS it it


had been desired; your wastcoat is solled


your rui1lcs discomposed and you capsized


into the lap of the lady who is seated beside
YOU. While the shirited gentleman, like the
President at Fourth of July dinner, retires
between supporters, YOU endeavour IN very
, polite and refined terms OF the fair one a.
gainst whom you were forced to fall SC
roughly, but just as you are going to COM
mence your apology, you discover that 1t is
the same coloured woman whose ettiuvium
caused speedy retreat once betore-thef
giving blast through your nostrils, you
squeeze your way to another part of the boat
You have scarcely been seated before ra-
thcr scaly dressed fellow comes up very ia
miliarly and extends his hand, calling you by


name. You remain IN angry silence. lgues'
, you don't know me" says the fellow. Nc
: sir" you reply. "Why don't you know says
your new acquaintance, "that stood next tf
you in the empty-bucket-sid of the line, a
: the last Brandywine fire 2" "No" says you
: in pet at the fellow, to think that an INTRO
duction; and rising from your seat to NOV
off, he clings to your sleeve, and thrustlns
, his hateful face close 70 yours, he confident