Democrat And Sentinel

Miscellaneous.

Doesticks on the Ohio.

STEAMBOAT Blue WING, Oct. 1st, 1854.

Which said boat is very much the shape of a Michigan country-made sausage, and is built with a hinge in the middle to go around the sharp bends in the river, and is manned by two captains, four mates, sixteen darkies, two stewards, a small boy, a big dog, an opossum, two pair of gray squirrels, one clock, and a cream-coloured chambermaid; a fog so thick you couldn't run a locomotive through it without a snow-plow; night so dark the clerk has two men on each side of him with pitch-pine torches, to enable him to see his spectacles (he wears spectacles;) pilots so drunk the boys have painted his face with charcoal and poke-berries, till he looks like a rag-carpet in the last stages of dilapidation; and he is fast asleep, with his legs (pardon me, but legs) tied to the capstan, his whiskers full of coal-dust and cinders, and the black end of the poker in his mouth: boat fast aground, with her symmetrical nose six feet deep in Kentucky mud; there she complacently lies, waiting for the mail-boat to come along and pull her out. Passengers elegantly disposed in various stages of don't-care-a-cent-ativeness, and the subscriber, taking advantage of the temporary sobriety of the clerk, and his consequent attendance in the after-cabin to play poker with the mates, to drop you a line. The silence is of brief duration, for I am interrupted by a grand oratorio by the nigger firemen, much to my delight and edification. It runs somewhat as follows:

(Grand opening chorus.) "A-hoo-a-hoo-hoo-oooo-a-hooo-a-hoo-a-hooo-a-hooo-go!"

(The dashes in the following represent the passages where the superfluity of the harmony prevented the proper appreciation of the poetry.)

Gwin down de ribber-a-hoo-a-O!
Good-bye--nebber come back--debbil b-ans---Gray haired injun--Ya-aa-aaa-aa--Y-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-Ga." (leader of orchestra) "dirty shirt massa, got de whisky bottle in his hat, dis poor ole boy nebber git none- A-hoo-a-hooo--a-hooooco!" (ending in an indescribable howl.)

(Pensive darky on the coal heap. -Miss Serefiny, good-bye-farewell; nebber git no more red pantaloonses from Miss Serefiny--Oho--Ahooo--Ahooo-O!"

(Extemporaneous voluntary by an original nigger with two turkey feathers on his hat, and his hair tied up, with yellow strings:) Corn cake-'lasses on it-waphuns" (meaning waffles) "big ones honey on um-Y-a--a-a-a-a.

(Stern rebuke by leader. "Shut up your mouf, you leven hundred dollar nigger.

Leader improvises as follows: Hard work-no matter-git to hebben bym-bye--don't mind-go it hoots--linen hangs out behind--" (here having achieved a rhyme, he indulges in a frantic hornpipe.) "My true lub-feather in hin boots-yaller gal got snother sweet-heart- A-hooo-A-hoooooo! A-hoooooo-O O O O!!! Hoe cake done--nigger can't git any--ole horse in the parlour playing the pianny--You-a-a--Ga-Ga-Ga"

Captain here interferes, and orders the orchestra to wood up, and so interrupts the concert.

Have got over on the Indiana side; principal difference to be noticed in the inhabitants is in the hogs; on the Kentucky side they are big, fat, and as broad as they are long; on this side they are shaped like a North-river steamboat, long and lean. I just saw two of em sharpen their noses on the pavement, and engage in mortal combat; one rushed at his neighbour, struck him between the eyes, split him from end to end; cart came along, run over the two halves, cut them into hams and shoulders in a jiffy. Requiescat in many pieces. This is decidedly a rich country; the staple productions are big hogs, ragged niggers and the best horses in the United States. The people live principally on bread made of corn; whisky ditto; and hog prepared in various barbarous ways. They give away whisky, and sell cold water. The darkies are mostly slaves; they nail horseshoes over their doors to keep away the witches, indulge in party-coloured hats in the most superlative degree of dilapidation; go barefooted, and have large apertures in puppes pantalooni. It is a perfect treat to watch their entertaining performances. At the hotel the allowance is fourteen niggers to each guest, and as each one seems to be possessed of the peculiar idea that his province is to do nothing at all, with as many flourishes as possible, the confusion that follows is far from being devoid of entertainment.

They never bring you anything you call for; if you ask for chicken, you will probably get corned beef and cabbage; if you want roast beef, they will assuredly bring you apple-dumplings; ask for sweet potatoes, and you'll get fried eggs; send for corn bread, and you're safe to obtain boiled pork; ring the bell for a boot-jack, and you'll get a hand-sled. And when you want to retire at night, instead of providing you with a pair of slippers and a candle, the chances are ten to one the attendant sable angel will give you a red flannel shirt, a shot gun, a flask of whisky, three boiled eggs, and a pair of smoothing-irons. There is, however, one redeeming feature about the darkies. they won't live in the same country with Irishmen. They can live with hogs, have a half dozen shoats at the dinner table, a litter of pigs in the family bed, but they can't abide Irish. The slaves are, as may be imagined, of various colours, ranging from the hue of the beautiful yellow envelope of the Post Office Department, to that of the blackest ink that indites a superscription thereon. The theory of "woman's rights" is in practical operation among them; the men cook, set the table, clean up the dishes, do the washing, and spank the babies, while their blacker halves hoe corn, chop wood, go to market, and "run wid de masheen." Have great fruit in this country; apples big as pumpkins, not very large pumpkins, small-sized pumpkins, diminutive pumpkins, infantile pumpkins, just emerged from blossomhood, and ere they have assumed that golden overcoat which maketh their maturer friend so glorious to the view. And pumpkin pies, enormous to behold; wherein they are ready to be devoured you might wade up to your knees in that noble compound, which filleth the interior thereof and maketh the pie savory and nectarean; in fact pies celestial, whereof writers in all ages have discoursed eloquently; and sweet potatoes, such s-w-e-e-t p-o-t-a-t-o-e-s! Jiminetty! big enough to fill a six-foot grave, yellow as rhubarb, and luscious as--'lasses candy.

To return to the principal topic-the darkies-they are all built after the same model: hand like a shoulder of mutton, teeth white as milk, foot of suitable dimensions for a rail road bridge, and mouth big enough for the depot.