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1846
Merlin. 20th March, 1846 The natives of the Emerald Isle who sojourn amongst us, celebrated the natal day of their Patron Saint on the 17th inst., with usual eclat. A large number of respectably-dressed tradesmen, wearing green sashes, walked in procession through the town, preceded by a full and efficient band of music and accompanied by an immense concourse of people. At three o'clock, a numerous company sat down to a sumptuous and abundant dinner at the Ship and Pilot, where a few honorary members were invited to meet them.
There are no men like the soldiers for love, - real scorching hot, unquenchable, and spiced largely with madness; and just such love as this inflamed the heart of one Dennis Sullivan, a tall Grenadier of the 37th, who today doffed his cap to the Bench, charged with having caused an annoyance on the premises of Messrs Zouch & Evans, drapers, High Street, this morning, between nine and ten o'clock. It appeared that Dennis had seen the bright-eyed Nancy Lewis, servant at Mr. Zouch's, and had been immediately smitten with love. He "sighed like a furnace," told of his burning regard and quite melted her down by telling her what a hero he had been for his country's sake. He pressed her pretty waist and obtained her consent to be his. Having settled these tender preliminaries, Dennis last Saturday walked into the shop and asked Mr. Zouch, "if yer honner wid be afther letting a dacent boy (that's mesilf) have the spache of ye for a minit or two." So Mr. Zouch showed him into the private room and closed the door. "An' shure, sir," said Dennis boldly, "its Nancy Lewis, yer servant, I'm afther axing your lave and the clargy's to make Misthress Sullivan." Thereupon Mr. Zouch, now looked upon in the light of a father, gravely informed Dennis he would look into the matter and see how things stood. Mr. Zouch then examined the girl, who declared her indifference for the Grenadier and wished he had been "sent up to Injey, to be spitted by the Sikhs!" The worthy gentleman supposed the artful maiden's statement true, and when the Grenadier came to receive the consent he fondly dreamt of, he was ordered to beat a hasty retreat. On Monday morning with immense determination he escaped from barracks, and rushed to his "blessed darlint's" scullery, like a war-horse to the battle, forced his way in and smothered poor Nancy with his thousand-and-one kisses. He again was ordered to withdraw but he determined nothing should get him to leave for he loved the girl, he'd have her yes! So the police were sent for, but Sergt. Huxtable found that a tall Irish Grenadier, brimful of love, was a foolish matter to cope with. "Off the premises this minite wid ye, ye blue spalpeen," shouted Dennis; but all his might and courage availed him nothing; for the "darbies" were produced and Sergt. Harlow also appeared, and between the officers of the civil force, this man of love and war was marched off to the cells and was later escorted to the barracks to be dealt with by the military authorities.
We are given to understand that a much needed facility in the town of Newport is about to be put in hand, namely, the establishment of a water-works. For far too long we have derived our water from the public pumps at Baneswell, Mill Street, Corn Street, Stow Hill, and the Salutation. Of late years Baneswell has been suspected of receiving its water supply through drainage from the overcrowded cemetery around St. Woolos Church.
It is our melancholy duty to announce the death of Sir Charles Morgan Gould of Tredegar in the County of Monmouth born on 4th February, 1760 and who passed away on the 5th inst. He has long been revered as a public benefactor. He is succeeded by his son Charles, now Sir Charles Morgan Robinson born on 10th April, 1792. [ Back ] |
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