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Washington, District Of Columbia
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On an overcrowded Mississippi river packet boat arriving in New Orleans on Thursday, ten sleepless passengers form a 'Council of Ten' to guard sleepers but instead prank them with noises and pokes, ringing the breakfast bell to claim vacated berths.
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FUN ON THE MISSISSIPPI.
"Awake! awake!
Ring the alarum bell!-Murder and treason!
Banquo and Donalbain! Malcolm! awake!
Shake off this downy sleep,Death's counterfeit"
One of our crowded river packets arrived at the Levee on Thursday, bringing several hundred visitors to the city. On the way down the river, at Natchez, Vidalia, and all other large towns and "intermediate landings," new crowds of passengers were taken on board, and on Wednesday night it was utterly impossible for all to obtain sleeping accommodation. The berths were all occupied at an early hour, some of them being made to " carry double" on this occasion, and the floor of the cabin was piled deep with drowsy individuals when the late hours of the night came on.
When the card-tables broke up, and everybody was at length disposed for slumber, there remained just ten who could find lodging room nowhere. They had left off "bragging" and "pokering," and now peeped into every state-room, and fumbled around in every corner of the cabin and social hall; but not a space of four feet by six inches could they find any where to lie upon. Determining to be useful in some manner, they constituted themselves a mysterious committee, or grand " Council of Ten," for the purpose of guarding the slumbers of those who had gone to bed. Striking their sticks upon the cabin floor, and making a prodigious clatter, they told everybody to go to sleep, giving at the same time, serious assurance that nobody should be disturbed.
One of these " watchmen of the night," created a tremendous racket by slapping his cane lengthwise against a state-room door. People lifted their heads up all around the cabin, and also the occupants of the state-rooms opened their doors.
" What is the matter?" inquired a personage in a night-cap.
" Nothing! nothing!" said the watchman; "I only wish to tell you to go to sleep--nobody shall disturb you!"
Muttering many maledictions, the passengers composed themselves again; but in a few moments another clatter arose.
" What is the matter ?" inquired several voices.
" What is the meaning of this?"
" Let me beg of you all to compose yourselves," said the watchman, in a tone as loud as his lungs could reach. " Go to sleep, and nobody shall disturb you!"
One or two more ludicrous experiments of the same nature followed, and then a recumbent individual demanded to know " w hat in the thunder was the meaning of the rumpus ?"
" Don't be uneasy," exclaimed another watchman : "we are on duty ; and we wish you to keep yourselves comfortable. Shut up and go to sleep -nobody shall disturb you !"
The Council of Ten walked up and down among the sleepers upon the floor, planting their sticks indiscriminately everywhere, and eliciting all sorts of nocturnal sounds from the oblivious people around, as if sheep, calves, cats, dogs, &c., were breathing their innocent ejaculations of unhappiness.
""W hat do you want ?" at length exclaimed an impatient gentleman upon the floor.
" What do I want ?" replied the watchman.
" Yes, sir : what do you want ?"
" I want you, my friend, to go to sleep;I am here on guard, and nobody shall disturb you."
" We shan't be disturbed, eh?"
"You shan't."
" I'd like to know what you call a disturbance, stranger. Can't you go to bed and be quiet ?"
Another of the Council found the pole with which the clerk measured wood, and picking out a fat, pussy individual, snoring away upon the floor, commenced "stirring him up" by poking him in the side.
" What's the matter now ?"said the fat man, half rising on his right elbow, while with his
left hand he shaded his eyes and peered into the face of the disturber.
" Nothing," said the mad wag. " I was only going to tell you not to disturb yourself. Go to sleep-I mean nothing."
"Nothing! You be d--d. Punch a man in the ribs with a long pole, wake him up, and call that nothing! why don't you go to bed?"
" I'm going--don't disturb yourself." After hearing this consoling advice, the fat man turned over on his side and again composed himself to sleep.
Silence now reigned for the space of some ten minutes, but it was not destined to be of long continuance; for one of the merry wights caught a glimpse of the breakfast bell quietly resting upon a table. This was just the thing, and ting-a ling ! ting-a-ling! soon resounded from one end of the boat to the other.
Everybody jumped from bed, anxious to be prepared early for the great festival of the twenty-second; and no sooner were a sufficient number of berths vacated, than the mischievous " Council of Ten" quietly took them for their own especial purposes, and were soon enjoying a refreshing morning nap, and thus ended one scene of fun upon the Mississippi.
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Mississippi River Packet Boat, Arriving At New Orleans Levee
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Wednesday Night To Thursday, Around The Twenty Second
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Ten sleepless passengers on an overcrowded boat form a 'Council of Ten' to guard sleepers but prank them with disturbances and bell-ringing to secure berths.