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BY S. B. GRAFTON. THE CENTRAL GEORGIAN IS PUBLISHED EVERY TUESDAY MORNING, TERMS : If paid strictly in advance, per year, $1 50 If not paid at the time of subscribing, $2 00 These terms will be strictly adhered TO, WITHOUT RESPECT TO PERSONS, AND ALL SUBSCRIPTIONS WILL BE REQUIRED TO BE SET TLED UP EVERY YEAR. Advertisements not exceeding twel /e lines, will be inserted at one dollar for the first in sertion, and fifty cents for each continuance. Advertisements not having the number of in sertions specified, will be published until for- bl Sales of Land and Negroes by Executors, Administrators and Guardians, are required by law to be advertised in a public gazette forty days previous to the day of sale. The sale of Personal Property must be ad vertised in like manner at least ten days. Notice to Debtors and Creditors of an es tate must be published forty days. Notice that application will be made to the Court of ordinary for leave to sell Land and Negroes, must be published weekly for two 111 Citations for letters of administration, must be published thirty days—for dismission from administration, monthly for six months for dis mission from Guard ianship, forty days. Rules for foreclosure of Mortgage must be published monthly forfour.■months—for estab lishing lost papers, for the full space of three months—for compelling titles from Executors or Administrators, where a bond has been giv en by the deceased, the full space of 3 months. Publications will always be continued ac cording to these, the legal requirements, unless otherwise ordered. ., All letters on business must be vost-paia SANDERSVILLE, GEORGIA, TUESDAY, APRIL 20, 1852. BUSINESS DIRECTORY. == TnTflRTHElL Attorney at Law, SANDERSV1LLE, GEORGIA, feb. 17, 1852. 4 “ ly MULFORD MARSH, Attorney and Counsellor at Law, Office, 175, Bay street, Savannah, Ga. feb. 10, 1852. 3 “ lly TTOl A Y N E, ATTORNEY AT LAW. HALCYONDALE Ga. Will attend promptly to all business en trusted to his care in any of the Courts of the Middle or Eastern circuits. Haley ondale feb. 2 1852 2 iy JN0. ¥, RUDISILL. attorney at law, SANDERSVILLE, Ga. March 10,1851 8—1 v TaIeOT hook, Attorney at Law, SANDERSVILLE, GEORGIA WILL PRACTICE IN THE COUNTIES OF . ) Washington, Burke, Seriven, Middle-circuit. > j e ff ers0 n and Emanuel. Southern Circuit. | - - - - Wilkinson. Ocmulgee Circuit | - - - - ■ Office next door to the Central Georgian office. jan. 1, 1852. 51 v S. B. CRAFTON, Attorney atiaw. SANDERSVILLE, GEORGIA, Will also attend the Courts of Emanu Laurens, and Jefferson, should business be em rtusted to his care, in either of those counties feb. 11. 4 ~~ U loud & oo. Factors and Commission Merchants, BT®. 118, BAI STREET, SAVANNAH, GA. J. W. C. Loud.] [P- H. Loud. nov. 4,1851. y — SSBSH dt POSTER. Factors and Commission Merchants, Savannah, Ga. P.H. BEHN,} [ J0HS F f STER * feb. 10,1852. “ J. T..JOTIBS. Manufacturer and importer of Guns,Pistols, Rifles, Sporting Apparatus, &c. No. 8, Monument Square, Savannah, Ga. feb. 10,1852. 3—ly* POETRY. PEE COME TO THEE, EOVE. BY LAURA LORRIMER. When the wind wooes the leaves With its whispering song, When the music of dream-land Is wafted along— When the air is all radiant With forms from above, With the wind and the music, Fil come to thee, love. With pure holy worship, Beside thee I’ll kneel, And pour out in words The devotion I feel— And through moonlight and starlight Together we’ll rove, Thus forever and ever: I’ll come to thee, love. The stars shall glow round us, And visions of bliss Will smile on us gently, And bless each wild kiss. Yes, amid the bright forms Through the dream-land which rove, Like the south wind of summer, I’ll come to tliee, love. With perfume from .flowers I will bend o’er thy sleep, With the sky and the wave A sweet vigil I’ll keep And as flies forth to meet thee My soul like a dove, Seeking out its true dwelling, Oh, come to me, love. A PARODY. Nigga, put down that jug, Touch not a single drop; I iiab gin iiim many a nug, And dar you luff Iiim stop; ’Twas dis old nigga’s hand Datfust did place him dar Dar, niggar, 1 uff him stand, Or else dis nigga swar. Dat old familiar jug Chock full oh nigga rum, Lord, how I lub to hug, Because de drunk soon cuin Dar, nigga, luff him lie, Touch not a single taste, Golly, I come by’me by, Y our back wid ropes I’ll baste. When but a nigga boy, Hoeing massa’s corn, Lord, how it gub me joy, To take from dat a horn ; I kiss him two, tree time, * And den I suck him dry ; Dat jug, ha’s none but mine, So dar you luff him lie. My mouf around him cling, Close as de rum, ole friend, I kiss him as I sing, Dat rum may never end. Nigga, put down dat jug, Touch not a single drop, I hub gin him many a hug, So dar you luff him stop. M1SCELLANE0 US. THE ROY AND THE PANTHER. A WILD WESTERN 8CENE. v, : g, xi, XOTBWSLL & GO. Wholesale and Retail Store, Not 173» ® a y street, Savannah, Ga. * dealers in liquors, WINES, GROCERIES. <$*c S. E. BOTHWELL.] [ R - L - GAMBLE. feb. 10,1852 “Oh, how the mother loves the child she nursed.” It was a fine morning in August, when little Samuel Eaton was about seven years old, that he was making a dam in the brook that ran before his lather’s door. He was an only and beautiful- child, his mother almost idolized him. There lie was with his trowsers tucked up above his ktfees, working like a beaver; his mother’s eyes gleaming out from beneath his sunburnt hair, and with some of his father’s strength tugging at a large stone in the bed of the stream. “Samuel you had better come m; . . the hadn’tyou? said Hannah, m a tone ot u:® half mother and half mate. No-o-o, I guess not,” said Samuel. An acorn came floating down the water. gt511 no longer . sne rusnea up me sueep hurrv on t h at account.” The boy took it up—-looked at it was agcenL the ener g y 0 f despair, reckless y pleased and “reckoned in his mind there ofJ r jinking oniy of her son. The W6r6 more up the r 'gully^ and when ins , ~ _n . j —i imi* band, to search in different different direc- voice of prayer going to their Guardian for in *im r>£.irrKKnrinrr fnrpst.. Tn him Hie mori>T jn thwarting the Panther’s tions in the neighboring forest. To him she said, “scour every field you call your own, and if you cau’t find him, join me in the gorge.*’ “Hewould’nt go to the gorge Hannah.” “He would go anywhere.” She knefc not why, but a presentiment that the boy had followed the course of the stream, dwelt strongly upon her mind. “I can’t find him, Hannah,” said the hus band, as he joined her at the mouth of the gorge. An eagle flew past the mother as she en tered the ravine. She thought to herself; the dreadful birds are tearing my child to pieces and frantic, she hastend on making the walls of the cavern echo back with her screams for her offspring. Her only an swer was the eternal thunder of the cata- act, as if in mockery of woe; and flinging its cold spray upon her hot and throbbing temples. “Fool that I am how can he hear me ?” She strained her eyes along the dizzy height, that peered through the mist, till she could no longer see, and her eyes tilled with* tears. Who but a mother can tell the feeling of a mother’s heart ? Fear comes thick and fast upon the reeling brain of Hannah. “Oh my boy—my brave boy will die,” and wringing her hands in agony, sank to her husband’s feet. The pain of “hope deferred” had strain ed her he&rtstring to the utmost tension, and seemed as if the rude baud of despair had broken them all. The terrified husbaud threw water upon her pale face, and strove by all the arts he knew to win her back to life. At last she opened her languid eyes, stared wildly a- round and rose trembling to her feet. As she stood like a heart-broken Niobe, “all tears," a fragment of rock came tumbling down the opposite bank. She looked up. She was herself again for half up the ascent stood her own dear boy. But even while the glad cry was issuing from her lips, it turned into a note of hor ror “Oh, mercy—mercy !” The crag on which the boy stood project ed from the solid rock in such a way as to hang about twelve feet over the bank. Right below, one of the edges of this crag partly concealed among some bushes, crouched a panther. The bold youth was aware of the proxi mity of his parents and the presence of his dangerous enemy at about the same time. He had rolled down the stone in exultation to convince his parents of the high station he had attained, and he now stood with'an other in his hand drawing it back, and looking at them, as if to ask whether he should throw it at the terrible animal be fore him. Till then the mother seemed my movable in her suspense, but conscious ot the danger of her son, if he irritated the beast, she rushed some distance up the rock and motioned with her head and band, that he should not throw. Yet, with the fear less mind of childhood and a temper little use to control, he fearlessly threw the trag- ments with all his might, at the ferocious savage. It struck one ofjhis feet. He gave a sudden growl, lashed his tail with fury, and seemed about to spring. “Get your rifle, Josiah !*’ The poor man stirred not. His glazed eye was fixed with a look of death upon the panther, and he appeared paralyzed with tear. His wife leaped from her stand, and placing her hands upon her husband’s shoulders, look ed in his face and cried, “Are you a man, Josiah Eaton ? Do you love your child ?” He started as if from sleep, and ran with furious haste from the ravine.’ Again the mother looked toward her son. He had fallen upon his knees, and was le little prayers she had taught him, not, in cowardly fear, but a Peter Mulroony bothering the Lawyers. “Piay Mr. Mulroony, will you oblige me She knetv by stating what poteen is ?” “Arrah!” said Peter, slyly casting his eyes at the rubicund nose of his questioner. “As if ye didn’t know!” The prosecuting attorney, with his ob noxious ‘nasal organ growing redder and redder, turned to the bench and gesticulated vehemently. What he said could not be heard amid the storm of laughter. “Silence!” shouted the crier. “Witness,” said the judge, absolutely snorting in the effort to maintain a becom- gravity—“this cannot be allowed any lon ger. What is the reason you evade a di rect reply to the question? Answer him; he must be answered.” “Troth, sir, I’ll do that thing. The rai son, sure, I supposed is was he was making fun of me, he was.” “Why should you suppose that?” said the attorney fiercely. “Bekase as I looked at yer Veshuvius of a nose, I thought you must be well acquain ted wid the crater.” die. The distracted mother could keep no longer. She rushed up the steep > .“gully, and when his rockg crura (ji e d and slipped beneath her 5 turned, oft he started for , f >, t On. on she struggled 3—ly iffRAOTQg. JOHNSOW at CO GROCERS. Savannah, Ga. | Savannah. W. B. SCRANTON, } No. 19, Old Slip, N. Yor feb. 10,1852. 3—ly D. T. SCRANTON, JOSEPH JOHNSTON. JOBN Draper and Tailor. Dealer in Ready-Made Clothing andGentle- y. en’sfurnishing Goods. 155, Bay street, Savannah, Ga. feb. 10,1852. 3—ly ! X. DASHER’S Cheap Dry Goods Store, No. 146, Congress street, Savannah, Ga, t . (Late H. Lathrop’s) A well selected stock of seasonable staple and Fancy Dry Goods, are kept constantly on hand, and will be sold cheap for cash. Please call and examine, fefo 10, 1852. 3—ly mother’s back was the acorns. The gorge of the mountain into which he was about to enter, had been formed (the work of centuries) by the at traction of the stream he had just been playing in—and walking on a level that bordered each side 1 *of the water, he boldly entered the ravine. An almost perpendic ular wall or bank ascended on each side, to the height of a hundred feet, composed ot rocks and crags fretted by decay and storm into fantastic shape and position. A tew scattered bushes and trees sought nourish ment from the earth that had fallen from the level above, and excepting their assis tance and the unseen surface of the • rook, this natural part seemed inaccessible, but to bird and beast. About the eighth of a mile from the entrance a cataract, closed the gorge, throwing up its white vt.il of mist in seeming guardianship of the spirit waters. The verdant boughs hanging over the band cast a deep gloom upon the bed below, while so lofty was the distance, they seem ed to grow out of the sky, blue patches of water were to be seen peeping between them. Wannab Eaton soon missed her boy, but as he had often wandered to the fields where his father was at work, she concluded he must be there, and checked coming tears with the hope that he would return at the hour of dinner. When he came, Joseph nor any of his men knew where he was. Then the agitated mother exclaimed, He s lost’ he’s lost! and my poor boy will starve in the woods!” Gathering courage, she hastily summoned the family around her, and despatched them all, but her hus- His mercy Leap. Capture of Hawks.—Mr Jacob Shaulk had adopted a good plan tokill off those pests of farmers—hawks. He erects a pole about ten feet high (and probably a higher one would answer a better purpose.) The lower end, instead of being planted on the ground is fastened in the centre of two flat cross timbers, and braced, stones being placed on the timbers to keep the pole from blowing over. On the top of the pole is placed a common steel trap, the iower bar being fastened securely to the top of the pole by a staple. He sets the trap in some place where the hawks are likely to come, and leaves it. The bird, seeing a nice perch, on the top of a pole, selects it for a point ot observation, and as soon as he alights, the trap springs and catches his legs. The pole can readily be pulled over, the bird taken out, and the trap set for another. In this manner, Mr. S. has cought 21 hawks be sides a large number of owls. The only objection we see to the trap, is, that there is danger of destroying other birds, that are not only harmless, but useful. Notable Americans.—A London letter says, “Bogue has just published a book for the times, entitled the ‘Men of the Times in 1852,’ or‘■Sketches of Living Notables.' Some three hundred sketches are given of those the compiler deems greatest in every calling, and in almost every land. He has chosen from Americans-Agassiz, Bancroft, Bryant, Burritt, Cass, Clay, Filmore, Haw thorne; Irving, Abbott, Lawrence; Longfel low, Prescott, Scott, Webster, and Willis.” The idea of placing Webster and Willis anywhere in the same book, much more side by side, is proof conclusive that the author of the book is totally incompetentto his task. One is a statesman of the highest genius, and the greatest man now living: the other is a mere literary dandy, without virtue or heart. ggT Said a patient to his physician, a- bout five years ago, after reading over the prescription of a distinguished friend of temperance, whom ill health had obliged him to consult : “Doctor, do you think that a little spirits now and then would hurt me very much ?” “Why, no, sir,” answered the doctor, da- ran with Kberately. “I do not think a little—now and then—would hurt you very much; but sir, ifvou don’t take any, it won’t hurt you at all.” “Come, Bill, it’s ten o’clock, and I think —& -- * . we had better be going, for it’s time honest thought came across his mind that he must were ftt home » « Well ’ ves,” was the J* TL« mAthOP Pflll !H I? A All _ . -- - * - - answer, “I must be off, but you needn’t New Discoveries.—A pair of spectacles to suit the ej es of potatoes. The club with which an idea struck the poet. A stick to measure narrow escapes. An umbrella used in the reign of tyr ants. A knot from the board which a man paid 20 shillings a week for. A o'!ass of lemonade made ofa sour tem- feet, yet she fell not. On, on she struggled in her agony. The ferocious creature paused a moment when he heard the wretched mother ap proach. True to his nature, he sprang at the boy. He barely touched the crag and fell backwards, as Hannah ascended the op posite side. “Ah!” said she laughing deliriously,, r the sweets of matrimony ‘thepanther must try it again before he' —’ parts us, my boy; but we won’t part,” and j “What are you looking after my dear,” sinking on her knees before him, she fondly j sa i<i a very affectionate mother to her only folded°him to her breast, bathing his young; daughter ? The daughter turned round; forehead with her tears. i and thus replied: “Looking after a son- Unalterable in his ferocity and the man- j j n -law for father.” ner of gratifying it, the panther again! sprang from his Situations. This time he | J3F The sound of your hammer, says was more successful. His fore foot struck, Franklin, at five in the morning, or nine at the edo-e of the crag. ‘He will kill us ; night, heard by a creditor, makes him easy mother he will kill us !’ and the boy nes- six months longer; but if Ue sees you at the ; tied close to his mother’s bosom. The an- j gaming table or hears your voice at the tsv imal struggled to bring his body to the{ ern when you should be at work, he sends crag—hi*savage features but a step from for his money next day. the mother’s face. ‘Go away, go away shrieked the mother, hoarse with horror, ‘you shan’t have my child!’ CIoser—-still closer he comes—his red eves flashing fury, and thick pantings of his breath came in her face. At this awful moment she hears the faint report of firearms from the gulf below—the panther’s foothold fails, his sharp claws loosen from the rocks, and the baffled beast rolled down the precipice at the foot of Josiah Eaton. - The sun’s last ray gleamed on the little group at the mouth of the gorge. They were on their knees—the mother’s bleed ing hands oyer the head of her son, and the Nobody but Jenny Liud.—In Cleveland, a man who had purchased a ticket to the Blaek Swan’s concert, returned it to the a- gent with the remark thaLhe was not to be humbugged. He had learned on “good authority” that the woman ..called the “Black Swan” was nobody but Jenny Lind blacked up. ‘Mother,’said a girl of nineteen, “tuey say mairriages are made in heaven do you think they are? ‘Why, my dear, it is a very general opinion.’ ‘If they are, mother they seem a long time m coming down to some of us.’ Market for Ypiuig Women in Hungary. Every year, at the feast of St. Peter, which comes in the latter days of June, the peasantry of this district (Bihar) meet together at a certain place, for the purpose of a general fair. This fair has a very pe culiar interest for the young maidens, for it is there that, whilst purchasbing household utensils, and family necessaries, they choose for themselves partners, and conclude mar riages. The parents bring their marriagea ble daughters, with each one her little dow er accompanying her, loaded up in a small cart. This lower is, of course, proportion ate to the lowly condition of these moun taineers, some sheep, sometimes a few hogs, or even chickens. These girls are attired in their best, or what pieces of gold or silver they may possess, are strung upon a string and neatly attached to the braids of their hair. Thus fitted out. every girl who desires to find a husband betakes herself to ihe fair. She quits the house of her father per haps for ever, and bids her mother adieu, quite ignorant of what roof is to shelter, or what fate awaits her journey’s end. As to her fortune, it is in the little cart that at tends her. The object of her journey is never mistaken, nobody wonders at it, nor is there occasion for a public officer to make a record of the deed. On the other han’d, the youths who wish to procure themselves wives hasten to the fair, arrayed in the very best skin garments their chests contain. These savage-looking chaps, who would be quite enough' to make our young ladies run and hide themselves, proceed with a good deal of interest and zest, to inspect the fair mountain lasses that are brought thither by their fathers, and their uncles, casting many side glances and wistful looks toward the captivating merchandize. He gives his fancy a free rein, and when he finds one that seems to claim his prefer erence, he at once addresses the parents, asks what they have set upon the “lot” so exposed for sale—at the same time stating his own property and standing. If the pa rents ask too much, these gallant v “boys” make their own offer, which, if it does not suit the other to agree to, the fond lover passes to seek some one else. We may suppose that the proud young men always keep a “top-eye” open to the correspondence of loveliness upon one hand, and the size of the dower upon the other. At last he finds one for whom he is willing to give the price, and a loud clapping of the hands together, announces to the bystanders that the bargain is complete. What a heavy blow this must be for some lazy rival who has not decided quick enough, who is halting and considering whether she will suit him, and whether she is as lovely and accomplished in household matters as some of the others. However, the deed is done and the bargain is comple ted, and forthwith the young girl (poor thing) proceeds also to clasp the hand of her future husband. What a moment of interest and anxiety to her! The destiny of her life is sealed by this rude clasp of the hand. In this act she as much as said, “Yes, I will be yours for life, and I consent to partake of your joys and your troubles, to follow you through weal and through woe!” The families of the betrothed pair then surround them, offering their congratula tions, and at once without delay, the priest who is on the ground for the occasion pro nounces the nuptial benediction. The young woman presses the parting hand of that family who have reared her, but of which she is no longer a part—mounts the car of her new husband, but a few hours before she never so much as knew, and escorted by her dower, is conducted to the house henceforward to be her home. The Hunga rian Government have long tried, but in vain, to suppress these fairs for young girls. Positive orders have been given that they should no longer take place, but such is the force of long established custom, united to the necessities of this pastoral race, that all such orders have been disregarded. The fair still continues, and every year such caval cades as we have described may be seen descending into the plains of Kalinasa, there to barter off these precious jewels of the household, as though they were senseless beeves or mere produce of the koil.—Con- gregationalist. New-York, March 27. Money continues abundant, and as street rates are a little below the legal interest, the offerings on the banks from regular .cus tomers continue very light, the most of the business in prime paper being done through tbe brokers at 5 a 6 per cent. The Imports entered at New York from Foreign ports for the week, exclusive of specie, amount to $2,113,284. The total for March will probably be about the same as lor. the corresponding month in 1851, when the amount was about $12,700,000.— Journal of Commerce. “Waal,” said a soft-headed, blubbering Jonathan, the other day, “Suke has gin me the sack, by gravy M’ve lost her!”—“Lost her; how?” .inquired his sympathising friend. “I laid the soft soap on to her so thick,-that the critter got so proud she wouldn’t speak to me.” Take Care of your pockets.—There is a book with the dangerous title of the“Pock et Lawyer. ”We s*houldn’t like a book with this title much for we are sure that if we got a lawyer in our pocket, we never should be able to gSt him ontoiit.-rPunch VOL. VI—NO. 13. Where Paddy intended to lay his land Warrants.—In one of the cities of the Up per Missisppi a worthy Minister of the Gos pel, after dwelling upon the beauty of holi ness and the hatefulness or sin, took occa sion-to impress upon his hearers the dan ger of occupying the neutral ground trust ing to a merely moral walk, without faith of works—as being sufficient to ensure them a reward in the “good time coming.” Just as the reverend gentlemen touched upon this portion of his sermon, a sturdy weather beaten son of the Emerald Isle entered the room, and with that politeness peculiar to the Irishman, quietly helped himself to a seat, and lent an attentive ear to the speak er. The Clergyman portrayed, in an able and very striking manner, tbe beautiful scenery which everywhere meets the en raptured vision thoughout the boundless plains and delithful groves of this neutral ground, leading the senses captive by their exceeding loveliness, and filling the soul with sweet contentment. The picture seemed to have a magical effect upon the Irishman, like the sudden and unexpected realization of some fondly cherished hope for without waiting for an application of figure—of which he was not dreaming—he all at one arose to his feet and exclaimed in all the richness of the brogue, “I thank your honor for the same news, for its my self that has two of the most beautifulfland warrants that a man ever fought for in Mexico, and its a notion I have to locate them in the same beautiful country of which you have been speaking.” The ef fect was electrical. The congregation could not restrain their risibles—and the services were brought to a sudden termination by singing of a hymn Poor Pat was a thous and times sorry for his mistake—and said he mistook the congregation for a “black guard political mateing entirely”—and that if any one would introduce him to the par son he would beg pardon “for having un intentionally played the deuce with his dis- Important to Letter Writers.—We lear that in the new edition of the regulations of the Post Office department, which is about to be publihed, it is provided that in every case where the writer of the letter chooses to protect it from the chance of being opened at the Departmeni and destroyed as a dead letter, he can do so by prepaying the postage and writng legibly on the seal side words “to be preserved,” in which case it will be rescued from the liability of being committed to the flames, and its seal will remain in tact. The case in the New Orleans duel, j>y which Dr. Hunt killed John Frost, has been dismissed. One of the papers says: Judge Larue excused himself and would not sit in the case. Judge Strawbridge de clared that he was too unwell to attend, and Judge Buchanan stated that he had no time. Under these circumstances, the District At* tomev said he believed he had done bis duty in the matter, but he could not try the case without a Judge. He would therefore move to dismiss the accused. Judge Larue then ordered the case to be dismissed. A Hint.—If there are any in our midst in the habit of preaching loud, they, with those who pray loud, may find a hint in the fol lowing. There is* more to be gained in calm delivery than some people imagine: A celebrated Divine, who was remarka ble in the first period of his ministry for a boisterous mode of preaching, suddenly changed his wild manner in the pulpit, and adopted a mild and dispassionate mode of delivery. One brother observing it, inquir ed of him what had induced him to make the change. He answered, “when I was young, I though, it was the thunder that killed the people, but when I grew wise, I discovered that it was the lightning; so I determined in future to thunder less, and lighten more.” Marks of the Gentleman.—No man is a gentleman who, without provocation, would treat with incivilty the humblest of his spe cies. It is a vulgarity for which no accomplish, ments of dress or address can ever atone. Show me the man who desires to make every one happy around him, and whose greatest solicitude is never to give just cause of offence to any one and I will show you a gentleman by nature and by practice though he may never have worn a suit of broadcloth, nor even heard ofa lexicon. I am proud to say, for the (lonor of our species there are men, in every throb of whose heart there is a solicitude for the welfare of mankind, and whose every breath is perfum ed with kindness. ggf* A Judge and a joking lawyer were, conversing about the doctrine of transmigra tion: of the souls of men into animals. “Now said the Judge, “suppose you and I were turned into a horse and an ass, which would you prefer to be?” “ The K~a, to be sure, * replied the larwyer “Why?” rejoined the Judge. ’’Because, ’’was the reply, “I have head of an ass being a Judge but of a horse —never.” , _ ffS' The Boston post tells of a man in Maine, who kept a grocery store, and when he sold a pint or half pint of rum, always put his thumb .in to the measure—an enor mously large thumb—and at the end of twenty years practice, he estimated that be had sold his thumb for at least $5,000 and had it left, after all. What an old soaker it must be. Why is John Bigger,s boylarger tha his father? Because he is a little * '