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[From the Journal of Commerce.]
A STORY FOR THE TIMES.
Mr.' Scriptor waa the chief proprie
tor of a periodical having an extensive
uirculation.' Mi.- benptor ;snt m Ins
private office ruminating. , lie was,
nnauestionablv. ruminatingV for bis
Laud "which rested on tlio table, sup
ported hia head, which Beemcd nnablo
to rest comfortably in any eettled po
sition. Books and papers were strew
ed about him in evory direction, nrrd
there was a large blot on the scrawled
eheet before him, and a small river of
Ink coursed its . way, down over the
desk upon tho floor,ithad even trickled
down upon Mr. ' Srieptor's newest
suit of clothes," but he did . not notice
it. He was absorbed. -v .
"Confound tho times I eaid Scrip-.,
tor, to himself, brirging his fiet down
upon the desk by the way of emphasis.
"People can't nor won't meet their
dues. Money must be paid out, but
tbero are no returns. Everything is
high abominably high. Orders are
becoming more and more scarce every
day. Well, there is only ono thing
to "be done. My 'hands' must be sub
jected to a decrease of wages, or I must
discharge them, that's all!"
This conclusion Scriptor jumped at,
for ho started up suddenly, took a
swallow of Otard, and having thus ad
ded 6nGicient artificial color to his
already florid complexion, to well sus
tain tho character assumed, began vi
olently to pace tho floor. (Scriptor
had that morning presented hie wife
with u check for tho purchaso of a
"Hero, you John 1"
Tho lad'raado hia appearance.
"Stir up this lire a little. Fill up
the crate, and put on the blower.
Dear mo! how cold it is! This weath
er is enough to freeze one I"
The trost clung thick to tho window
pane; tho stinging wind drove 'back
the frozen damp of breath into tho fa
ces of passers by, and tho snow creak
ed sharply under foot.
Some one knocked at tho office
"Como in!" Scriptor was still ag
tated, and continued walking. It was
a most unfortunate moment for poor
"Good morning," said he blandly.
"Good morning," replied Scriptor,
Harry percoivod that ho had mista
ken his time.
"Don't let mo interrupt you, sir, if
von are busy."
"Well, no not exactly that is to
nav ah not particularly so. What
is it. sir ?
"You published an article of mine
last week, if 1 am not mistaken."
"Let mo see ah I believe wo
did. Yes. we did. The Lost Soul 1
think was the titlo."
"Tho 6amo. And I camo to ask,
as a favor, if yon could not make it
convenient to pay me the price of it
now, as I am greatly in need of the
monev ? Ilia seedv and threadbare
clothes, and wan, hollow cheek, bore
ample testimony to Ins poverty.
"Well, really, we should bo most
happy to accommodate you, sir ; but
yon see tho times aro liard, (licre
benptor jingled the loose change in
hia pockets as evidence of the fact,)
and it is with great difficulty that
we contrive to make both ends meet."
''Itwasbut fivo dollars, I think,"
pleaded the author.
"True true; but you seo every
dollar tells. 1 think wo informed
you,if you were not already aware of
thei fact, that our terniB are invariably
six months' credit,' and yon have still
two months to run."
"So I understand. But my present
distress and tho exigencies of the case
prompted mo to apply to you as a last
resort. This severe weather is very
trying to the poor."
"Ueml Yes, it is it mnstbe.
I have already taken tho subject into
active consideration, and yesterday I
published in one of our leading jour
nals an earnest appeal to the public
for their sympathy and benevolence
in these afflicting times."
"And conld I not make a like ap
peal to you in behaif of my starving,
A(7,!u7',diQ you say I Uless- mol
End vtry bad, indeed!"
"ics, sir: I am compelled to admit
tho teryiUa truth, o My poor wife is
actually dying from want of tho simple
neceBsariea of life. : I have not tasted
food for 24 hours." ; ;
, "Dear mel. you don't say bo! That
is bad bad, indeed ; I might say dis
tressing! Your case is unfortunate;
but we make it a rnle . not to notice
theso outside applications. . That's
the point, -.j . . I must refer you to the
benevolent associations. , Sorry, sir
very. As I am quito engaged at pres
ent, I niuBt beg ot you to excuse mo.
Good morning." ; . ' . . -
.fjlarry Ernstino turned away with
a sad heart. '' ' ' ; '..' '..i'r,
Fe sought his little room onco more
buf its chill, cold atmosphere seemed
more genial than the , cold,: heartless
soul of the iwealthy pnblisher. .
U ' . . . - - ,-
Mr, Scriptor was blessed (?) with
an extravagant, . but . kind-hearted
wife.- Oftentimes she had distribu
ted littlo nccossaries and. comforts
anions the destitute, and now tho pres
ent trying timcj demanded her atten
tion and sympathy yet the more. '
"1 could nt reluse a morsel ot lood
or a little money to tho deserving,"
she used often to any. It did not for
a moment occur to her that $50 of the
1,000 taid for herebawl would have
procured her one as comfortable and
elegant as she conld desire, while tho
remaining $950 would have made
many Ob, how many I miserable
families Huppy, alleviated tho -pains
of thcsuflenng.nnd warmed the hearth
stone. A neighbor had that afternoon
called her attention to a very sad but
lnterestinc; case which bad just come
to hcrjknowledgc, and she had butnow
returned from her errand of mercy.
Mr. Scriptor met her upon tho door
step ot his mansion.
"My dear husband said sno wan
earnestness, "pray do be good enough
to como with mo a moment, to see a
poor woman "
"Uh, bother," replica ne, petulant
ly, "I have enough to do to attend to
my own business, without looking
up vagabonds and im posters."
"it is but a 6tep," eno presistea.
'I really feel interested in this pita-
ble case. I am confident they are nei
ther vagrants nor imposters, but true
objects ot sympathy. Come, do, hus
Mr. Scriptor muttered something
about tho "trouble, pulled up Lis
comforter, and buttoned up his over
coat still higher under his chin, and
followed his wifo in dogged silonce,
with feelings not exactly Christian.
lhey proceeded a snort distance up
the broad avenue. Stately and impo
sing fronts of marblo and freestone
rose majestically on either Bide.
They turned tho nearest corner, a
very littlo way, and- enterea a smau
tenement, low and desolate, where
tho faint ray of sun-light that betimes
crept in served but to reveal more dis
tinctly tho wretchedness ottiio cueer
les9 homo. It was a single room, such
as tha poor only inhabit ; yet it was
neat very neat. A smaii taoie,
single chair, and a pallet of straw, were
the on v tuniture. A lew leaves oi
manuscript and a pon, now idle, lay
upon the table.
No answer was heard in reply to
Mrs. Scriptor'a knock at tho door, and
she lilted tho latch timiaiy, ana en
tered. Tho poor man's wife lay upon
her couch, pale, but beautiful, and her
skin bo transparent and delicate that
- . 1 . . at tl i
you could have seen tho lua Diooa
coursing through tho deep bluo veins
with each pulsation of the heart. But
all waa still now. The form was
chisled not animate Tho husband
leaned upon the bedside. He did not
weep, but his eye gazed vacantly into
those deep bluo orbs that seemed
now to stare so wildly at him so
soulless from beneath tho long dark
lashes. He did not notice the intru
sion, but dreamed on.
The rich man and hia wife stood in
tently gazing at the scene. The faco of
the mourner at tne Deasiae was partial
ly averted, but Scriptor waa carefully
scrutinizing tho features.
'Gracious.goodness 1" ho exclaimed
"la it possiblo! Is it he? it is!"
"Who, my dear who is it?" asked
his wife in astonishment.
The man at the bedside moved
slightly. For the first time, be seem
ed conscious of the presence of others.
Scriptor placed his hand gently upon
hia shoulder, and whispered. Harry
Tho author turned his faco toward
him, and a faint smilo moved the
muscles of hia mouth. He was calm,
but deadly pale. U shook his head
qniotly, and murmured- "Too late
"No, I hope not. Here, tako this.
Forgiva mo f 1 did not know this
morning. Very sorry, indeed.""-HeTown
flung down a $50 note, and would
have placed it in tho young man'a
Nar.i. 13ut ho pushed it asidogeuUy,
shook- Ida head mournfully,, and
pointed to hia wife. ' '
Jura, benptor Lad approached the
bed and was looking intently at. the
still lormupon it. "She is dead" '. '
J. he young man buried lua lace in
hia hands and wept. , Scriptor left the
fifty-dollar note beside him, and then
took his departure. They conld ; not
intrude upon the afflicting sorrows of
the lone mourner, heart-stricken and
desolate. The rich publisher return
ed to his own comfortable homo and
cheerful fireside, but he sat silent aud
thoughtful: his conscience emote him
that he had not proffered Buccor be
fore it was too late, and the imago oi
that fair being, cold and dead, yet
beautiful, and tho mute grief of the
brokenhearted husband, haunted him
in hia slumbers. ; The next day the
author's wifo waa buried, and she
now sleeps peacefully in Greenwood.
The hoarse wintry blasts, which onoe
whistled through, the shattered teno
ment in which she dwelt and .blew
their chill breath upon her, now
nightly chant their recjuiom over her
tomb; but eho heedB' it? not. tJHer
sleep is undisturbed, for fihe now rests
trco irom the bitter trials and, cares
of life. ... - , , -:'.
Those ead events aro, as it were, of
but yesterday. ; v ;
The ' Burlington (Iowa) State Oct-
setle states that while workmen were
engaged," on the proceeding evening,
in exeBngior the cellar of Wot.
GrH)w0 13r bnlldiijgori the corner of
oiain anu v auey bis., iney came
upon an arched vault some iu leot
square, winch on being opened was
tound to contain eight human skele
tons of gigantic proportions. The
walls of the vault aro about 14 inches
thick, well laid up with cement or
some other indestructible mortar.
The vault is six feet deep from the
base of the arch. The skeletons are
in a good state of preservation, and
wo venturo to say are the- largest hu
man remains ever found, being a lit
tlo over eight ieet long I
A Scene at the Gate of Paradise.
A poor tailor, being released from
a troublesomo world and scolding
wifo, appeared at tho gate of Fara
disc. I eter asked him it ho had ever
been to purgatory !
"No," replied tho tailor, "but
havo been married."
"Oh!" said Peter, "its It all the
Tho tailor had scarcely got in be
foroafat, turtle-eating alderman came
along puning and blowing
"Halloo I you fellow," said, lie,
"open that door."
"JNot so fast," said reter, "have
you ever been in purgatory ?"
JNo, said the alderman, "but
what's that to the purpose ? Yon let
in that poor half starved tailor, and
he has been no more to purgatory
than mysclt. '
''But ho has been married," said
"Married 1" exclaimed tho alder
man, "why, I was married twice."
"Then pleaso go back again," said
Peter. "Paradise is no place for
Old Blue Know Nothingism.
Tho Know Nothing organization
is not a very fresh affair. It is the
same order as the old Bluo Laws.
Hero is one of them passed in Mass.,
"It is ordered and enacted by an
thority of this Court, that no Jesuit,
or spiritual, or ecclesiastical person,
fas they are termed ordained by the
authority ot the rope, or tno Bee ot
Rome, shall henceforth at any time
repair to, or come within this Juris
diction ; and if any person shall give
just cause or suspicion, that he is one
of such society of order, he shall be
brought before somo of .the magis
trates, and if ho cannot free himself of
such suspicion, he shall be committed
to prison, or bound over to tho next
court of Assistants, to be tried and
proceeded with, by banishment, or
otherwise, as the court shall see cause.
And if any person so banished, be ta
ken the second time within this juris
lawful trial and convic
An Irish Letter.
yW nde Knlpatrick, who died
The Hannibal Messenger 6ay8 that
the follwing epistle waa sent from
Dublin to a young Irishman near
DearNepiiew. I haven't Bint yo's
a letter since the last time I wrote to
ye's bekase we've moved from our
former place of livin', an I didn't know
whether a letter would rach ye'a or
not. I now wid pleasure take up mi
peu to intorni ye a ot tne death ol ye a
very Bnddinly afther alingernv illness
of six. months. - Tho poor mon waa id
violent eovultiona tha whol time of his
sickness, - lying perfectly quiet .and
8peech!ess,all the time talkin' inchar'
it!y, and dli' for wather I had no
(JpportanHy to inform ye's of his death
(jxcept I Lad wrote to ye'a by the last
post, which wopt off two days before
lie died, an' ihtn ye'a would have post
tago to pav. ' . I am' at a loss to tell
w-hat his acatf'i, was ?,ecaeioncd at, bnt
Ijfoar it waa bj his l ist aicknesa , He
riiver waa wt-U tin days together du
rln'the whole timo ci aii confinmcnt.
I am at a loss to tell . wib&t occasioned
it, but I iear it ' jraa by hia atin, too
cjiuch of rabit8 Btnflod wild pays and
gravy, or pays an gravy Btnuod wid
rabits, 1 can't tell ,win,cii put be that
a? it will As Boon as ho -breathed
his last, tho docthors gave up all hopes
of his recovery- . noedn .tell ye's
anything about bin age, for ,jo'a well
know he wo d been fist 25 years old,
lackin' tin moths, an' had he lived till
that time wo'd bay becq, . Bix months
dead,' Hia property now devolves to
his nixt in kin, ''who all -died some
time ago, 60 1 expect it wilfi'be deci
ded betwane us an'- ye a know his
roperty waa very consitherable, for
e had a ftae estate which wint to pay
his debts, an', for the remainder, he
lost that on & horse race bnt it was the
opinion of everybody at the time that
he wold hey won the race, if the horse
he ran nganst had not been too fast tor
him. ,1 never saw a man, tin' tho doc
thors all say so. that took medicine
bether nor no did. . . He would as lev
take hither aa ewata if it had only tast
an appearence Ot whiskey punch, an'
it it wo d only put him in the same
humor for fightin'. But poor 60ul he
will nivcr ate or drink any more, an'
ye's now havn't a livin relation but
what wa3 kilt in the 1st war. Jut 1
can't dwell on tho mournful Bu'ujcct,
an' shall sale my letter in black ealin'
wax, an' put on it yor uncle a coat ot
arms, so I beg ye's not to brake tho
salo whin ye's open tho letlier, an
don't open the lethcr till three or four
days atther ye s recaved it, by which
ye a will hey time to bo prepared for
the sorrowful tidin's Ye'so old swate
heart sines her love to ye's unbekno'st
to me. Whin Terry McGee an-ives
in Amcriky, ax him for this letthcr,
an' if he don t know it from the rest,
tell him it is the one thatspaka of ye
nuclo s death, an is saled in black.
I remaino ye're uph csh uneigth ould
To Larry O'llooligan, late of town
Tullymuchgerthe, Parish ofBallyrag-
get, near BaHysitchgnrty, in the coun
ty ot Kilkenny, Airland.
P. S. Don't write to mo till ye's
How the. Irishman Converted tub
Jew. A 'rale hard Binner,' a native
of the Emerald Isle, went to confes
sion tho other day, to his parish priest
and so Bliocked the clergyman with a
rocital of his sin3, that he exclaimed
'My son, did you ever do a good deed
in your life?' kl did ' said Pat; 'I con
verted a Jew once,' How was that V
inquired the confessor. You Bee, says
Pat, 'that long-nosed, pork-hating
murthering blaggard fell overboard,
ana i putaitner ins carcase in a uutu.
I seized him by the top-knot just ashe
was going down tho second time and
pulled his head above the surface, and
says I, if I save yon, will you bo a
Christian?' 'I won't' says he;and with
that I deposited hi3 head about three
loot uutner tne water again; punea mm
up once more, and put the question
anew will you be a Christam I to
which he asrain reulied'No.' gruffly.
p-avo him another dip and brought
him up, puffing like a porpoise. Will
you bo a Christain now? saya I. 4 Y-c-s,
says be, and his teeth were clattering
for all tho world like a monkey that
had burned his toes. Well says I, you
are converted, and you'd better die in
the faith, and 60 saying, I held him
unther until hia spirit had departed.'-
A Chinaman in California was ar
rested for murder. A friend hearing
the opinion expressed that Ah Chung
would be hanged, delivered his
nrtinion of California justice thus:
"Him no hang; him all the same ene
Malican (American) man; him got
two thousand dollars: you sabe I no
hab money, him hang hab plenty
money no hang."
" Good Br I Take care of yourself
and givo thoso bears particular fits !"
8ungout Dory, aa tho plank of the
steamboat on which wo were bound
down the Mississippi, was drawn in
and we left our lnend Monroe, ono
night last winter, on tho wharf-boat at
In order to hnd composure and fill
up the vacuum, wo adionrnod to tho
exchange or social Hall of tho steam
boat to take a snifter. On entering
the favored region, wp wero at onco
made aware or the fact that tho .Rack-
eusacKians at Piapoieon considered a
fair 'exchange' no robbery ;in payment
of ourllowlandof ft Monroe they had
B'ven us an Olivor of an Arkansian.
e was a beauty, straight; as a hicko
ry sapling, ana fully aa tough, he
reeomedto.be just the Bluff that red -eye
whiskey-barrel hoops are roado of -water-proof
at that. He was already
a firm friend of tho barkeeper, having
taken two drinks inside of ninety se
conds, and ho still wore a thirety look
in his left eye. We at onco asked him
to tako another. . . . .;
- tr. 1 . ' a-
ctrangcr,' Baia ne, 'count mo in
thar I' . So we did. and after drinking
all around, wo settled about the stove
with cigars. - Conversation Boon fell
on bear-hunting,- deer-hunting, and
finally waa closed up with a descrip
tion of a 'mighty big coon hunt,'
wherein the Arkansian, according to
hitfowd account, had cut down an
untold number of cottonwood or pekan
trees, and pitched into a livo oak
till ho made d?aa wood of it ; and
finally killed, on that ono night, one
hundred coons, whose united weight
he judged to be well on to a ton I
After this we knew the man, but
Dory in whose Jocks tho hay-seed etill
gleamed, waa moved, in turn, to toll
At tale of hunting, and dwelt long
and forcibly on a certain snipe-shooting
excursion, wheroin each gunner
baged his four dozon birds he drew
It strong, being away from home
and wont on sawing away about how
the snipe rose and toll, until itacken-BacktflS-wokrSTrrrwIrJi
What aro snipe?'
'Snipe,' said Dory, 'aro tho best
game that flics. Tho kind I mean
are called English or Wilson snipe,
and aro splendid I Long lege, long
bills, dusky hue '
'Stranger, stop thar I I've Been the
critters; know 'cm liko an old boot,'
interrupted tho Ilackensackian. 'I've
been down in the Lewsianny awamps-
ao you reauy eat them 'ero critters at
'Certainly we do,' 6aid Dory; but
yon Baid you had been down in the
Louisiana swamps they winter there
Winter and Summer both. Thar ar'
a few I should think in Arkansaw !
Two of my boys waa down choppin'
wood for the steamer, tother day, and
them 'ar snipes sung so loud they came
back at night and said thar war a
campmoetin' goin' on down tho riv
er.' 'Sing!' inquired Dory. 'That is
singular. At the north, as they rise,
1 have beard them utter a low whistle,
bnt never knew they sung before'
bingr said the liackensackian,they
sing so they make my ha'r stand on
the eend. You really shoot them ar'
critters in to the north ? Stranger, if
you 'Jl come up to my plantation and
shoot oil the crop thar,Hl give you the
bc9t horse yon can pick out,and throw
in a nigger to tako care of him.'
Where do you live ?' asked Dory.
'If ever I am up your way joull have
to owd me a horse and a negro.'
'Wal, stranger, I live at Powder-
horn Point, Meto Creek, 'bout thirty
miles from Napoleon, and cuss me if
tho man that shoots off them ar birds
for me don't be my eternal friend ho
will 1 Look, hyar, the infernal things
pitched into ray youngest child arter
it was born, so that its head swelled
np as big as a punkin !'
'Pitchod into your child ? swelled
head ? big as a punkinl Did snipe
do this ?' asked Dory, in groat hopes
of having discoverd something new.
'Wal, they did. Leastwise what
you call snipe. We call'em mus-kee-ters
Grand tableau! Curtain decfcnds to
low music of toddy -sticks,and the song
of the Arkansas snipe !
' The Great Comet. Astronomers,
it is said, expect the appearance of the
comet of 1658, called Charles V. and
so named from having caused that
monarch to abdicate and retire to the
Convent of St. Just. It is the identi
cal wandering star, some say, which
appeared in 1554, in 955, and 6S3.
Ita return was fixed for 184S, but it
did not answer tho call, frightened
perhaps as ft monarchical comet, by
the eccentricities of that epoch.
The'bew calculations of the savans do
not, however admit of much doubt a
to the present nearness of its visit.
Wit and Humor.
A Long Nose.
Old Uncle Hector was famous for
having the largest nose in all Cape
Fear region. Ho could not help that,
though, but nnfortnnately hia habits
gave it a bright rosy color, which,
with its 8ize,made it a natural artifi
cial curiosity. Ono night ho retired to
rest after indulging pretty freely all
the evening, and waking up in the
course of the right with a pRgmq thirs.r
he roso and set oil' fur Bomotlang 'to,"'
driok. It WP.s pitch dark and ' t frnr ,-
ho wotifd pitch against tho door of Jus
room, which was usually left standing
open ho groped along, took . the door
directly fttween bis hands.and receiv
edthe edge of it full tilt against the '
end" of hia nose. It knocked, him over 1
backward, and ho screamed out with '
an outh' and agony
" fWe!l, I always knew I had a
big 'one but I nover thought it was J
longer than my arm before " ," , ;
rfF TV Rr.Jnr1vj ' rnn sow t)it '-
Uf .J.lH.jjIV", JVH J ......
Mr. Jacocks waa yonr tutor,' Does
theconit understand from this that'
yon received your education from himf "
'N6 air. By tutor I moan that ho learnt j
me to play on the French horn. Ii
taught me to toot; hence I all him my '
tutor.' ' ' j . -
n"7" 'Doctor, kin you toll me what's :
the matter with m chUd'iwiosct.Bhe
Keeps a pickm'or it,r .' -,
'Yes marm, it ia probably an.irrita-
tion of the gastrkvmucbua membrane
communicating sympathetic titijla-"
tion to tho epithelium of tho 'cchceri
an t . -; 1 ..-. .-) ?-.
"Thar now, .that's jest what'l told r.i
Becky: she 'lowed it was warrucaBl' -
A Philadolohia punsttf saysthat .
in view of the nnirerdal fun made by
tho American press over the birth of
thn I'l-inn rF A mora lit nrrmncpft that
the title of the411u8trion8 Btranger
ehould. bo changed to the 'Prince cf -
OG'I say nigga, how you sell dem
brooms cheaper dan dia inderwideral
can do, wheu,bctwccn onrsebs, I steal
de Btutir 'lou big fool 1'omp, 1 steal
mine ready manufactured.'
tO3 'What's that ?' said a school
master, pointing to tho letter X.
No it isn't your daddy's name, von
blockhead I ifa X.'
Til bo shot if it i3! It's daddy's
name; I've Been him write it often.'
DCr'A Virginia Postmaster has been
inquiring of the department the mean
ing of the 'little pictures Btnck on tha
letters;' and another official in North
Carolina desired tho department to
sustain him in a decision ho had re
cently made against a fellow who in
sisted that 'them pictures of Wash'
ington.on tho letter, paid the pos
tago.' Scspiciors. "Clara, did your
poor little dog, Carlo, have a pink
ribbon round his neck whou yon lost
"Yes, yes, tho poor little dear, have
you seen him ?"
JNo, not exactly, but here's a pieos
of pink ribbon in the sausage."
A Curiosity. The man who is not
"as much in favor of temperance as
lO" Cupid is a great leveler.
Next to time he is the most potent, for
let a young girl bo aa ugly a3 an Egyp
tian mummy, if a young follow once
gets his sympathies hitched on to her
Samson and all hia servants couldn't
The force of the Gulf Stream is
nothing in comparison to the strength
of a headstrong young man in lov
for tho first time. Who doubts it t
A clergyman in Boston, meeting
with ono of his congregation who
recently came into possession of quite
a handsome property by the death of
his brother, inquired how he was get
ting along with the settlement of the
estate. 'Oh,' said ho, 'I am having a
dreadful time; with getting out letters
of administration, and attending pro
bate court,and getting claims, I soma
times almost wish he hadn't died.'
O A man ceases to be a "good
fellow" the moment he refuses to do
Erecisely what other people wish
im to do. .
0 Pulpernickel says that a wo
man's heart is the 'ruoft sweotest'
thing in the world ; in fact, a perfect
honevcomb-full of '. -wtr.