generosity, for they proved grateful and affectionate, and were the
stay and solace of his declining years. Such is the veritable history
of a carnival incident of the olden days of Venice.




THE SURRENDER OF CORNWALLIS.

A MILITARY SKETCH.


It was a great day for Dogtown, being no other than the anniversary of
the annual militia muster; and on this occasion not only the Dogtown
Blues were on parade upon the village green, but the entire regiment
of which they formed a part, commanded by the gallant Colonel
Zephaniah Slorkey, postmaster and variety-store keeper, was to engage
in a sham fight, representing the surrender of Cornwallis. There was
no attempt at historical costume, but it was understood that Slorkey,
with his cowhide boots and rusty plated spurs, his long,
swallow-tailed blue coat, and threadbare chapeau with a cock's tail
feather in it, mounted on his seventy-five dollar piebald mare,
promoted from the plough and "dump cart," was the representative of
General Washington. Major Israel Ryely, his second in command, a
native of the rival village of Hardscrabble, was to figure as Lord
Cornwallis; and the selection was the more appropriate, since the
private relations of these two great men were any thing but amicable,
and they espoused opposite sides in politics. Dr. Galenius Jalap, an
apothecary and surgeon of the regiment, a man with a hatchet face,
hook nose, and thin, weeping whiskers, the color of sugar gingerbread,