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15, F. WHITE & CO., Proprietors. VOLHIE 1. €l)c €ntl)bcvt Reporter IS PUBLISHED F.VERY SATURDAY BY B. F. WHITE & CO. Teims of Subscription. Tb Cuthhfrt * pu lishori at TWO POT.,- t-AR” per annum, in advance; Dollar for Six M*>uth,.HiKi Sixty C nts tor Three Months. ■sCr fn no ca<e will an order f. r th* paper be attend *<J to unless accompanied with the money, or a sausfac toi v reference Kates of Advertising. General Advertisement* will be inserted at $1 per square of 12 lines or leas, for the first insertion, and b Uy Tents for each subsequent Insertion ?ro‘eeskna I (.'aids, hot exeeedmg ten lines, will be sr>aerted at f.O a year. Annouitceineu* on candidates for office $5, to be paid in mivnee V arriare* and Heaths inserted graidlimisly. {Obituary Not ces and Tributes of Respect, charg ed as Htlveriihements when they * ic#ed ten I lies. 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The Dutchman's Cider, — Not long: ■since there lived in the small village oh B , in tlwSta'c of Pennsylvania, a phlegmatic ole Dutchman, who was fa mous for niaki g the best eider in the neighborhood, and wag equally famous for ikeepugit; and yet, no person except thims ls and family, had been permit'.ed to •taste the ‘good stuff.’ At last one of his near neighbors taw'd ‘lre was bound to taste it. Accordingly he went to the Dutch man's house, and entered into conversa tion wit li him,-concerning tiie crops, &c , and by degrees led him to speak of his cider. He tlirn said to him ; ■'l undetstand you make very good ci der ?’ ‘Yaw,’ rcplmd the Dutchman ; ‘Hans, my boy go and bring a mug ftill.’ Hans soon returned with the mng .brimming tut!, and handed it to the Dutchman, who drained it to the bottom in one draught ; then, turning to his as tonished visitor, said : ‘Dore now, if you dsb not dink dat good cider tost you schmell of de mug!’ .An apothecary's boy was lately sent to leave at one hou c o a box of pills, anil at another six live fowls. Confused on the way, he left the pills whene the fowls should have gone, and the fowls nt the pill place. The folks who received the fowls were astonished at reading the ac companying directions—‘Swallow one t every two hours.’ An exchange says that a recent dud, ,near Vicksburg, the parties fired once without effect, whereupon one of the sec- j f .onds interfered, and proposed that the combatants should shake hands. I o this the other second objected as unnecessary, j ‘for their hands had been shaking this half hour.’ t An Irish lady wrote to her lover, beg- i ging him to send her some money fehe added, by way of postscript: “I am so shamed ol the request I have made in this letter, that 1 sent after the postman *0 get it hack, but the servant could not overtake him.’ “My German friend, how long have you been married ?’ ‘Vel, dD is acting vat 1 seldom don't like to tauk about, put ven t 1 does it seems to be so loug as it never vas.’ An illiterate correspondent, whp is gi ven to sporting, wants to know when ‘Anglo-Saxon race,’ so much talked about is to come off. - T T The farmer whose pigs got go lean that they would crawl through the cracks of .their pen, stopped their ‘fuu’ by tying knots in their tails. ‘Don't be in a hurry, keep yonr seat.,’ fhen addressed to a visitor in an editor s fike, means, clear out us fust as you can.’ CETBBERT REPORTER. 3. Domestic otorg. From the Boston Olive Branch. Cora’s Miserable Day, *,You’ll be sorry, Cora, for speaking ; so—coine, take back that cruel word.” “Never ; you provoked me to it, and I meant it, besides. I wish it, with all my heart.” ‘ That we were not married ?” r with nil my heart exclaimed I the petted creature, looking as fierce as e she knew how But, terrible little fury j that she looked, her husband could not forbear a smile, that mode her ten times more angry, and she now declaied she downright hated him.” * “Come, Cora, put an end to this. Pm heartily sorry I provoked you—come— kiss and make up. No ? Very well, but i remember, Cora, you will be sorry for treating ine so unkindly. We know not what a day may bring forth. Suppose you never see me again ?” •‘No danger,” she replied, half turning away with a t-auey toss of her little head. “Chickens are not the only things that come home to roust.’’ j The young man with a look of sudden i tinker, seized his hat and left the house. “Jf this be wedded happiness,” muttered he between his - teeth, “either poetry or , the law is to blame ; I’m in a fair way to i find out which, anyhow.” Cora sat down, thoroughly miserable. Reflection but increased her unhappiness, , for she knew she had said too much. She knew how priceless was the love she had won - she knew that every pulse of that generous heart beat but for her. Bhe had but to lift her eyes, and the tokens of his lavish love rebuked her. Only yes terday, he had sent her a little note, so lover-like, with a beautiful present of the very book she wished for above all others. ’ And she had been cruel to him for a thing i so trifling—a mere contradiction—a puff i of empty air. W earily die slow hours of the morning passed. More titan once had the tears come to her eyes, and dimmed the embroid ery upon her lap, when his parting words recurred—“suppose you should never see me again ” Such things have happened,” she mur mured, and then she checked the great sob with the thought,—“he will forgive me. His noble heart cannot hold anger long—besides dinner is almost ready, I shall see hill) soon —and maybe I—yes, I will ask his pardon.” So she sprang up from her work, bath ed her eyes, twisted a flower in the folds of her hair, tied on a pretty white apron and looking the very picture of a rosy, domestic little wife, hurried down stairs to put a finishing touch to the arrange ments for dinner. One o’clock— and no husband. It was too bad. The roast was done to a turn, and this day of all others the “Irish pra ties” were just as ho loved them—as white and mealy us if Saint Patrick had blessed them himself. Half an hour she waited with commen dable patience, but when the little kitch en clock hud whirred two, and no hus band, no message came, Cora told Molly to eat her dinner, and she left the table to hurry to her room, and like a foolisit woman, sit down to weep. And then she would dash the tears from her eves. “She was’t going to make a foul of herself just for him. He shouldn’t know she had felt bud a bit,” and up went the cologne to her red eyes that two mi nutes a'ter were as full of water as ever. “1 won’t go over to the office foF him, that I won’t,” she muttered, at the sanja time going straight after her bonnet and shawl for that particular purpose. “He thinks 111 be sorry, he knows I always m ; but he shan’t see it this time ; just j as il J became Mrs. Harry Gates to sub j mit to all his whims and caprices.” Ah, Cora ! why trembles your voice, : little worn in r Because you have caught | the full glance from that deep, dark eye, looking reproof even from the canvass, upon your naughty thoughts and actions. Did he ever seem handsomer than at this moment ? nnbfe Harry J generous Har ry ! frank Harry 1 with a big heart brim ful of love. , Cora's uncertain steps took the way to the office, just from habit. The little ; place looked lonesome ; nobody there but Jerry O’Miles, the errand-boy, who sat kicking the counter w ith his heels, WVt.l Horry hadn’t been there at all since last night i Cora’s heart beat quit ker than it had for mauy a day. Had he left no message ? “Durrao,” said the boy, with his queer grey eyes blinking in Cora’s face. “Dun no, for mecster Lane he’s d9 ue and gone too, sense dinner.” Cora hurried home, and sat down with , her hands covering her face. She felt j ni'.sergbjy. Her tnorning-’s words and ac tions come like uneasy ghosts before her. “I told him that curses , like chickens, always came home to roost, and he never answered me. I have jusi giisJ) Joit- I I ter things a greajt many* times, and now ! r crba P*. & hate: me. Oh f I wish this CUTVKHEKT, GA., SATURDAY, AUGUST 23, ISS. temper was broken within me. Ilarry is too good for me, and I hud to tell him 1 wished we •vefe not married.” From below came up the click of the tea dishes: She remembered, now, that she had given Molly permission to go out this evening, and what if she mast stay alone in horrible uncertainty! But Harry certainly would be home to supper ; he couldn't be so cruel. The cuter door slammed, and Molly’s retreating form grew beautifully less as she half ran down the street. Tea was ready to pour out; and there sat Cora, alone. Aml alone she seemed destined to be, for the gloomy twilight deepened, the dark came down, the street lamps were lighted at the corners, the tramp of feet grew unevenly silent. It did no good to read, or think ; and yet thoughts most awfully suggestive would come. She paced the floor saying all kinds of incoherent things. She pio tured him brought to the door dripping in the slime of the river ; she saw him in the deep woods, hanging under some sa cred old tree. She tried to feel how it would seem if he had left her forever, and her attitudes were full of wild and helpless sorrow, as she started forward at the light w ing of a drowsy fly ; or wrung her hands in the very abandonment ot grief. Fancies the most extravagant possess ed her. At one time she determined to fly through the streets and ask of every passer-by if he had seen her Harry ? and then she would sink upon the couch weep ing like a child. “I shall never, never, never see him Rgftin, It was a prophecy ; something has happened to Harry ; oh, he is dead, dead, and I cannot even ask hitn to for give me.” Hark ! something sounded on her ear wonderfully little like a dead man’s voice. A sharp click and the outer door was thrown open with the peculiar swing.— Then up came heavy steps that rapidly neared her chamber. “Well done ! my little lady ! are you up yet ? then stopping short, s Cora’s motionless form anti bloodless face met hitn with astrai gdJMconip—“why, what tl|f dogs—you’ve been frightened, Coro ” The poor child sprang forward into his arms, as she cried liyaterncally—“oh ! I thought you was dead, I thought I should ueyep behold you again.” “Now is it possible ?” said Harry, after his wife had told him all, “that blunder ing Irishman never came here 1 why, I sent a note, tc)dng you I was going over to Hoboken on business, and shouldn’t be home till ten. And you didn’t get it ?” “No—and I have spent such a miserable day,” s id Cora, half inclined to be hys terical again—“l have seen you killed in all manner of horrid ways—and—” “And now you know I’m here safe and sound—pci haps it’s as well after all —for maybe you won’t tejl me aguiu that —you— ” He hadn’t the heart to say another word, for poor Cora’s eyes were swim ming ; besides, just then in came Molly, her homely face frightened all over, say ing, as she held up the missing r.ote, “an’ to think 1 should be afther kapin what didn’t belong to ntescjf. But Denigan brought it, and plaze, you know Denigan is—is—” “Yes, we know all about it. Yog thought it was a love-letter, eh ? and car ried jt to your friends to read it for you —didn’t you ?” “Bliure, sir, and I’m obleeged to ye for helping me out of that it’s jist that same I did.” “Well, Molly, all I have to say is, don’t try that experiment again ; and Cora, next lime I send you a note, I’ll take care not to seiact one of Molly’s loyers. Come love, Gheer up—it’s taught us both a les son that we may profit by, always to think before speaking, and ueyer to act without caution.” And so, as the sjjn sometimes sinks red and glowing after storms, ended Cora’s miserable day, Tosmo U r for a Prink —A poor, half-starved Irish woman, possessed of but three cents with which to buy either a loaf of bread or a drink, determined to leave the decision so chance, by tossing #p to settle the matter. “Heads for t|io dram ! Tail 1 be J alters. Och ! yer chating scoundrel, don t let me see the tail of yer again. You'd be afther de privin’ a poor orphanless widow of her drink this fine blessed mruin’. Ah, but you're a baste, .“o here s for ye. Heads for the gin 1 Tail again ! Ochone 1 you’d chatc my eyes out cf me hadn’t I roy nose on my face to watch ye. Here goes once more, and if ye show tail again I'll take the drink just to spite ye, ye dry thouglited copperas son of the mint. So here’s to ye. Heads I say 1 Heads it is! Hoorah ! There's hoDesty fur 700 ; that’s the way t<? circumvent blind fancy ism ,as father Fa.trick says. Three cheers for Repale. Down witli chitting.— What’s the staff of life ,to lifejitawf, sure!’ Woman— The last and best of the se ries. If we may bare her for a toast, wo Won't ask lor any £*/ bey t r NO PROSCRIPTION FOR OPINIONS’ SAKE. JHisccllancous. Advertising for a Wife. Harry Alleuby was, in every sense of the word, a fast young man. That is to ■stay, he drank hard—played high—was up to everything in the way of merriment and fun, and considered it his bounden duty to spend as much money as he could squeeze nut of the old governor, as he dutifully called his father. Yet Hnr ry was a good-hearted fellow, though he was now sowing his wild oats, and his mother would assure her husband that lie in his yoaag days, was quite as bad be fore she married him ; “ but then,” she said, with a sigh, “ poor Ilarry may no,t be so fortunate in Ins choice of a wife as you was. Ah, there’s not many women in the world like me now-a-days.” and the old lady would finish off with a growl ing catalogue of her hundred and one virtues, while he, poor old gentleman, would hide Ids diminished head behind a newspaper. But this morning Harry was not in his nsdal spirits. Something unpleasant had disturbed him, for lie sat in a listless atti tude, his arms crossed over bis head, and his heels considerably higher than the aiantlepiece. “ What is fd pay, old boy ?” said Phil ip Claytoq, one of Harry’s firm friends, us he entered the room and noticed the rueful expression on that young gentle ntaq’s countenance “ What’s to pay ?” “Oh, my dear fellow,” said Harry, “I’ve just had a scene with the old gov ernor, and he refuses to pay any more of my debts, or to furnish uie with one cent of cash He says I must work fqr it as he did. Heigho, I cannot tp)l hovy the old gentleman got such a strange idea into his head. YVotk, indeed! lt’§ ri diculous, isn’t il ?” “ Ah, well, never tniiul, Harry, I'm in luck, and will lentl you ns much as you want. So cheer up, my boy. I tell you what it is, you want a little excitement to drive away the blues. What do yon say to advertising for a wife ?” j “Hqrrah! 11l do it,” said Harry, I springing to his feet. “ Let's go to work.” Alter spine consideration Harry wrqte the following lines ; “A gentleman possessed of considera ble property is anxious to meet with a young lady, tall, graceful and accomplish ed ; age from eighteen to twenty-five I 0 a lacy qf this description he offers his hand, heart and fortune. It is well tp say that the gentleman Is of medium height, possesses dark eyes and black hair, and is a very agreeable companion Address to M. W., Box No. 3, Post Of fice, Baltimore.” “ That’s it,” said Philip. “Now we’ll he off, and have it inserted in three of she leading [tapers.” We must leave our two friends for a short time, and introduce our readers to the beautiful heiress, Isabel Montague, who, seated in an elegant boudoir, is in earnest conversation with her cousin Ems ily Carlton. “ Oh, Bell, do answer tj)is advertise ment, just for fun,” sgid Emily- “ The poor fellow is jn want of x a wife. Tell him you are an heiress, twenty-three years of age, and miserably plain looking; that your hair is so red ull tiie flattery of your friends caupot persuade you it is au burn. At the same time, say that you possess a sweet voice and a warm, loving heait, and sign your name Lilhe (J. The letters can fie addressed to tiie care of my o[d nnrsc=-we can call at the cottage for them, yon know- I declare it will bg quite an adveptuye.” “Well,” said Isabel, ‘* J will answer it ; but might I not as well put my real age —sixteen 1” “ No, put twenty-three ; never tell the truth in these matters, Bell.” Accordingly, the note was written, sealed and dispatched to its destination, and our fair friends anxiously awaited the result. “ Hurrah, Harry, hurrah !” said Phil ip Clayton, as he bonpped into Hurry’s room without ceremony, Hpre’s three answers to the advertisement. We’ll toss up, and see which is to be opened first. Ah, this one,” and they read Isa bel’s note. “ i say, what delicate writins, Phil ; and as to her plain looks, that’s all a ruse. I dare say she’s as lovely as an angel.— Ah, Lillie, sweet Lillie, you’re the girl for me.” “ Now, don’t be in such haste, Harry. Ttiere’s two other letters yet ” 1 hey read them, but the writing look ed worse, compared with Lillie’s, and they decided upon corresponding with her, and taking 110 notice of the others. “I’lJ answer it right away,” said Har ry, and in the course of half an hour he handed the foflpwipg note to Philip for inspection t Dear Lillie : I received your note in reply to my advertisement, and shall feel happy to make your acquaintance at the earliest possible opportunity. You spoke l of baviug rod hair, I assure you I con ; sider that no detriment, and in looking ’ jjr a wife ; think ©ore qf a cultivated udud than personal beuntv. The beauty and delicacy of the writing convince ute tnat in you I shall find an accomplished and agreeable companion. Hoping yon will have an early opportunity for our meet ing, I remain, Yours, very respectfully, M. W. TRabef and Emily laughed heartily on the reception of this note, and feeling de termined to carry out the joke, Isabel wroto the following reply : “ Lillie Q. felt ranch pleasure in receiv ing Mr. W.’s kind note, awl things if probable she will Icuva hiffl very dearly, as indeed she almost does already, and will appoint a place for meeting, upon the satisfactory answer to the three follow ing questions : 1 “ What religion does Mr W. profess ? Is he sober, and does he love company ? She would also like to know his real name, as she feels a delicacy in correspo.qding with a stranger.” ‘ The note was dispatched and satisfac torily answered. The correspondence continued regularly for three weeks, wheq Isabel agreed to meet Harry at flip resi dence of Emily’s nursp, stipulating, how ever, that she should remain veiled. All that eventful day the young ladies were very busy instructing a tall black girl in the part she was to play that even ing. They dressed Iter handsumely, and covering qp her hands anti arms, and fas tening 011 tt thick grecq veil, they walked slowly to the cottage, arriving there a short time before the gentleman did. In about half an hour Harry arrived and wished to see Miss Lillie. Isabel and Emily whispered a lass injunction to Dinah, and hqstily hid themselves behind a screen. Harry bowed low as he enter ed the parlor, and the lady pqt out her delicately gloved hand, which he sqneez ed with the greatest ent'nqsiasiq. He tried tq converse with hey, but thought her unreasonably shy, as she tqade no reply to his fine speeches. At last fio said : “ Lillie, dear Lillie, remqve tfint envi ous veil, and let me gaze qpqn yogr love ly counteqtnce.” But she grasped it sti)l tighter-. “ Nay, dearest,” lie said, ai(<j hastily tearing it asjfie, he imnrinte4 a kiss upon ficy check- Dinah broke out in the laugh peculiar to her race, and hastily made her exit, locking the door after her, and a loud silvery laugh rang out from behind the screen Mo rushed hastjly tq the door tfi make fiis escape, bqt found it Ipcked; and turnin<r to the window saw to his amaze ment Emily and Isabel. Ho was fairly caught, for he had often met them at balls in Baltimore, and they knew h' 11 ! well. “ How do you do, Mr Allenby ?” said Isabel, whije a rpguisfi light twinkled in her dark eyes. “We did not the pleasure of meeting you here ” “ Oil,” said Emily, “ he came to see Miss Dinah. VVhat made her run away so soon. Mr, ?” “ Indies,” said Harry, “ I beg you will keep this secret, and not again n||pde to my folly. I know you ope the origina tors of this ludicrous scene—it is really too bad of you ” “ Itut, Mr. Allenby, we did not know that you were advertising fqr a wife-rrwp thought you possessed better sense.” “ Well, it was a joke on my part, and so I will forgive the jpfee on yours. Shall I have the pleasure of yonp company to the opera to-piorppw evening ?” Efiiily was engaged, bpt tfie laughter loving Isabel accompanied him ; and nev pt had heard rqqsip with greater satisfac tion than she did on that evening. Har ry was an agreeable, well-informed maq, and seemed to feol peculiar pleasure ip the society of the beautiful hc'resg, while she, with Iter mischievous freaks and wild joyous spirits, felt jnprq pleasure in hav ing Harry for an esport, than she did sq any of flip other applications for her fa vor- Time passed on, and one fine morning Harry offered her in reality his heart and baud. He said nothing about his fortune, mind, for he was not Doubled with much; but she was rich, and did not care for a ijch husband ; so Harry became her oc cepted lover. A merchant, not over conversant with geography, on hearing that qqe of his vessels wa3 in jeopardy, exclaimed : ‘Jeopardy l Jeopardy l where’s that V A man recently bunged iq a neighbor ing State, (confessed upon tho gallqws that hie first commencement in crime and villainy was stopping his paper withou t paying for it l The Albany Knickerbocker says that there is a maq in Green bush who believes in rotation of crops One yeay be raises nothing, the next year weeds. “Sonny dear,"said a fond mother, ‘ypo have a dirty face.’ “Can't help it, mam, dad's a Black Re publican.’ BYRD A \VIUTE* Fnbt!s>if*f % NUMBER *2. Am Actress in Search of h*t Love*. A correspondent translates the ing amusing anecdote fitqmi the des Etas Unis : One of the most bcantiful actresses-®f a theatre on thp boulevards receivedl dailftv for about a month* a, fytjle penny bouquet of violets She found tba.bquqnet in her, box or with the door-keeper every even ing ns the play was about to beg®., ami this simple offering of an nßlfuipstn, lpve her in kplt'CTrf'hpsalfi. While a^in P. sh tooled capjfyHy. round—at the boxes, the paxquehte,. and. even behind the scenes —but to no< pur pose ; site saw nothing by which trv no-- cognize the m&u of bouquet®, and there upon she gvo her imagination free-fiein*, and the imiijrinqfiftri °£ UQtresw is very, similar to fh|Y of folks. Was \\e a foreign prince;, who’ wished!, to captivate bet heart before placing at her feet tys cr>wn and treasure*!’ Ot’ wss he an artist, too bashful to declare his passion ? she interrogated the box-keeper,, th*) tire women, in shqrf everybody employed in the theatre ; but nobody knew anj- ; thing about it. Still the bouquets came.- “Do they tell us that \i *• chimera ?” murmured she. The other evcaing as she entered the* theatre she received a fresh bouquet off violets and this tirqe the flowers were ac-, companied by a letter. ‘*At |qst!” wdi she, and opening it by tight cf % fleptQr, she fend as follows : “Mademoiselle —I have toyed you for a long time, for is not beholding and lev ing yqq the same thing ? Every day 1. come tq qdmife you, to applaud yout, ter delight myself with the brightness of you** eyes and tho charm qf your voice” “He must be |o house,” the actress, and she peeped through hole |n the cqi taiq. TV as&etiee had but just commenced tQ ftW? W sumed her reading “Qf your voice. Yon are indeed fieswr lifnl and charming, IJltl happy are they who may a,<prpaph you What wmjld I not give to be fiepr you always. Would; the treasure of alf the world be worth oue? of your smiles ? Nt>r r “Ah, that is nice.’* St®'' 6 ’? ? turning the page she ooqtiuwetf. “No, and jet I dare t® love you—t® te)l yoq that'l love you —still more. I venture to beg you uot us reject my bons-r age,” “He begins to explaiq himself,” said she tp hor.-elf, “and I ffeql) she continued ; ‘hoy hoqtoigP- W tft'P pretwion nf my love does uot offend you f place this bouquet of viotetu iq joer bor sop* Oh I then shall Ibe the fjftppieaf of men !” “Weli,’ 1 said she, “no signature—o® name gi<?n j but let ua see, here to to postscript.’’ “P. S.—ls you are curtons ts? know’ who writes you, look at the fourth my leg* hang oyer.” ’! be note dropped from the hands of the actress, qpd her arms nearly dropped from her shoulders. ■ I■■ ■■■—■ it 1 k*. Vs Ait Incident in a Rail Bead Caf The parties are a lady of unerrtaiflejfe? with a decided eipregsiqft ot pain on bet?* featurps, ptfierw ise quite pretty, hep face* tied U P with a white handkerpfiipf, flfld •? little man, in a suuff-cqlpfod surtout, with light hair, and a decidedly woolly stylo of countenance. Little oian fidget* fgy a while and then tom* to the dame. “Be yop ailin’ anything, nw’ a ® “Yes, sir, I bavea bed toot ache, ham” “0, toothache have ye—ypll> * know’ suthin’ that’ll do ye good.” “What is it, sir : J am 9 tffertng WJT much, apd should like to know ?” “>VpJI I forgit the nenseof M, b*| anybody U know. Be you! going tfr York “Yes, sir, I aip gomfif tp New Yqi| T * “O, well, be ye—well, Joq know Broadway ? Yes, well, yog go op Jtopod-r way tjli you comp tp a cross streef, If for* git the name of street, but you'll kKf when you git tl)eru; there’s tots of peo? pie gping up and down it. We!!. Jflu up tfiis strpef, and l forgit which sfctof but ypa’l) see ; yon’ll find a ’ppfhpenry’ shop—you'll know when yqu tjpp %~rr There’s a good many shops abuuf (here, but this is a large one. Then yoa jport ask for—wejl I forgit the name—lfflt jj'p a powder. The ’ppthecary he'lf khOW* It is dreadful strong—strong you mpst mix the powder—they WPW for yog—then you qat lake—w*Jf I lag git how much—-pbopt tabJeepoon or % teacup or a *all bucket fijJl—and pot >V on here— laying his band op the/fit of hi* stomach- iust as hqt a you can beat j|. “But, sir,” said the tody, ” dftfrt m how that is to help * toothache.” “0, toothache you're got. Fell I foyfoC To he sure—>, Fell fhovghf jot± said stomach ache.” — JY tip Bedford Jffurv cury. __ ‘ipo you {ike ppyels V said a tody fco bear country loves. T cafl'tsay’ said fc*. I nevt ate any, butll’ll t II ypn j'm tremiodtma at young posegni.’ T. .i r£.v. A'jrrrr *