Iit)TINGDO) JOURNAL.
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BY JAMES CLARK :3
VOL. XII, NO. 18,
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P - 6.E TICA. L.
To the stripes and Stars upon San Juan
DeUlloa.
BY W. C. TOBEY.
Run up our flag of stripes and stars !
High o'er the castle see it play !
No banner on the field of Mars
E're looked as proud as ours to-day !
O'er walled town and sandy plain
Its colors glitter in the sun—
Front sea to see it speaks our reigh— -
Now hails another battle won.
Run up our flag!—there let it float
In triumph, wh , re the vanquished too
Yields up the castle, town and moat—
His trampled banners, wilrd and low.
The arms that bold that It:mining sheet
Ne'r fall but foemen feel the brand
And bite the duet beneath the fret
Of these, the chosen of our hind.
iiigh o'er the ramparts now it streams,
Bright emblem cif a m ighty land,
And in the city's plaza gleetno
The Yankee soldier's victor brand.
What prouder loan could freemen crave—
What braver glory ask to share,
Than, pointing where those banner. Wave,
' Say lie had helped to place theni there,
STAND FOR THE RIGHT,
Be firm and be faithful,
Desert not the right.
The brave become bolder
The darker the night!
'then up nod he doing,
Though cowards may fail,
Thy duty pursuing.
Dare all and prevail!
II scorn be thy portion,
If hatred and loss,
If stripes rind prison,
Remember the M.!
thud watches above thee,
And he will requite;
Bogert those that hive 'hen,
But noun, the right.
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IA I S F, 1,1, .1 N E US,
THE TWO VALENTINES ;
DUCETTA BROWNE AND 8A1.1,V BROWN.
A single grain of sand may decide the
fate of an empire, a tiny gnat drive an
elephant to madness, and a little insig
nificant letter cause that stream ; which
never did " run smooth," to boil, splurge
and sputter like a Norwegian mrelstrom.
We read of a Persian conqueror, who,
just on the eve of battle ; had a grain of
sand blown into his eye—he rubbed the
optic, irritation ensued, fever took place,
and he died. His successorot who couldn't
hold a candle to him, and being withal
a very wicked man, lost the confidence
of the soldiers, was ingloriously defeat
ed, taken prisoner, and woke up one
morning minus his head. A fly gets
into the ear of an elephant—the sensa=
tion at first is very pleasant, and he
flaps his huge ears in the same eldnner
that a blacksmith dusts his leathern
apron. Anon he finds that there may
be even too much of a good thing, and
by a gentle snort intimates a desire that
the fly should keep quiet. Finding him
-, self not obeyed, he gets into a terrible
rage, and in a futile attempt to tear up
a large tree, breaks one of his ivories—
the lock-jaw ensues, and ho dies. Three
thousand years afterwards, his skeleton
is found in Alabama, with one tusk here
and the other there. In the course of
- time a city springs up, and from the
fact of two loose tusks being found on
the original site, men christian it Tus
caloosa.
r Cadmus, like other distinguished men,
was much addicted to potatoes and .Py ,
errian springs—a Horace Greely sort of
a personage, who lived entirely on lentils
and learning. Like Silas Wright, ho
was seldom wrong; and one day, while
amusing himself in his garden, with a
sword for a spade, he planted a crop of
letters, merely by way of experiment.
What was his surprise one fine morn
ing, to find himself saluted by a very
well-drilled volunteer regiment ! It's a
positive fact !—there they were, dressed
in a martial costume somewhat between
that of the Phoenician archers and the
Enniskillen dragoons. We hopo the
" powers that be" at Washington will
study horticulture, and plant some of
the same kind of seed, as it will be very
useful in raising the "ten regiment bill."
Cadmus, however, has nothing to dO
with the duitipy Miss Brown with the
44 n," nor the elegant Miss Browne with
the " c."
The sweet Dulcetta Browne has just
turned eighteen years and nineteen
suitclis , ---away. One of heaven's Can
eiis must have moulded her exquisite
form, and the roses of Eden lent their
crimson blushes to her cheeks. Her
hair, dark as night, woven into a mil
lion of glossy threads ; falls in rich clus
ters froth her manly brow; butterflies
mistake her lips for carmine flowerets,
and the very moths arc attracted by the
brightness that flashes from her diamond
eyes. NN hen she goes to church, the
bricks kiss her little feet With their
broad red mouths, and gray flag stones
rise up to bless her. It was at church
that Gabriel Grotius, Esq: sate her, and
on the first glance he was wildly in ;eve.
To the response in the Litany he replied
by gasps, and accompanied the closing
hymn with
Still so gently o'et mS Stetilltie
Arriving at his legal den, he clutched
an.odd volume of Shelly's poems, and
read until his eyes became red s and then
he fell asleep and drefinied of angels,
otto of roses• ' Eibtits in Congress, thirty
thousand dollars, and the etichittititig
lady whose name he did not know.—
When he awoke, a bright idea struck
him, and he resolved to express his pas
sion by writing his adored one .a valen
tine. So much for Duleetta Browne
and Gabriel Grotius, . . .
Now ; it came to pass that Mike May
nooth ivas a very handy chap at dusting
desks, sweeping floors and making fires.
Mike was a tight Irish lad of some thir
ty
years of age, and prided himself
greatly on his knowledge of the law and
the prophets. But latterly his cheek
had lost its bloom, his frolicksome eye
its devilment, and his appearance had
become so changed, that a horse , jockey
companion of his inti Mated that he was
going off in a galloping consumption.—
Mike was in love with the maid of the
queenly Dulcetta—Miss Sally Brown.—
The image of this dumpy darling ivas
its heavy gn poor Mike's soft heart as a
four-pound weight on a full blown poppy.
Sally was a blue-eyed, cherry-cheeked,
fat lass of about twenty years of ago;
and to use Mike's own expression ; "her
lips Would timpt the an ye might
I light yer pipe by the blaze ov her eye."
• Last Saturday morning Gabriel Gra
tins, Esq. came to his (Ace earlier than
usual, and found his factotum busily en
gaged in cleaning the room,
"Mike," said Grotius, in nh agitated
voice, " what's the matter with you 1—
You look sick."
Ah, '.sur," answered Mike, with a
deep sigh, "the devil o' me knows. I
belave that I've got the disase the chick
ens have at times."
"And what may that he ; Mike
" The pips, sur---a gradjewel sinkin'
ov the limbs, a wakeness all over, an a
sensation tipproachin' to death either
males. It's nearly over wid me, stir, an
me conscience tills me I'm not long for
this world."
"Mike, you're in love. There, don't
start—shut the door, and then unbosom
yourself to me. Ah, Mike, I 'too am a
victim."
"A victim !—av it was but a victim
that I was, I'd snap my fingers at it.—
It's me that's the martyr at the stake--
me feelins is dead, and my heart is roast
in alive at the present thinnit. Oh,
Misther Grotius, yer acquainted wid
Blackstone, Coke, that thief of the world
ould Eldon, an the rist of the common
. tathers—till me what's to be done 1"
" Write to her, Mike—write a valen-
tine2 l
"An what's a---what did ye call it,
stir 1"
"A valentine—that is a love-letter—
a billet doux—a--" •
" Stop where ye arc, sur, for there's
the coal, an the candles, an the washer
woman's bill thienow. Don'tbe exthrav
agent, or ye'll not lave enough to give
me a dacint funeral, and by this and by
that I sware that onliss my mind is sat
isfied that I'll have a wake after me bu
rial, or divil a inch will I die, at all, at
" Mike, hold your tongue, go across
to Morgan's and get me the handsomest
envelope you can find."
"An ain't I a hands= invalid, sur."
"Envelope, you numskull--a delicious,
delicate covering for a rose-scented
avowal of my ardent passion for the
adorable Miss Browne!"
" Whist, be aisy now—don't make me
commit murther What was the last
word that taped like Satan's loveliest
imp out ov ycr dirty mouth I"
" Put down the poker, Mike, or
call for assist , tnee. I spoke of Miss
Browne who lives in the house with a
garden before it, just back of--"
CORRECT PRINCIPLES—SUPPORTED by TkUlit,
HUNTINGDON, PA., MAY 5, 1847,
" A house wid a garden ! Oh ye blood
thirsty wolf, I'll strangle ye ! You've
got but two minutes by the clock to live!"
"But Mike, a moment--ho* do you
spell her name ?"
"Spill her name, I will. Be, b--err,
r--o, o—doubleiou i n—• Brown!"
"Mike, I knew it was a mistake—the
lady to whom I am a slave is named
Browne also, but it's Brown with an e."
"Brown with an e, thin she's a Brownl"
" No, no, she's very aristocratic, and
all the Browne aristocracy attach the
vnttiel trientidCed to the end of their
names."
" Forgive me, Misther Grotius ; I'll
get the invelopes in a jiffey, and I'll
take the two lctthers an put 'cm undther
the sill ov the door, for fare ov accident."
" What do you mean by two lettersl"
" What dti I mane 1 Suri it's ihy
Brown that's the sarvint of your Brown,
and sch ye see we can kill two stones wid
one bird."
In high spirits Mike started ofT, and
in a few moments returned with the en
velopes. Grotius kissed his amatory
epistle a thousand times, and Mike,
drawing from his bosorri a square; indigo
colored package of foolscap, wished that
his " love-letter " was big enough to
" What's that ; Mike?"
"It's an epistble to my Brown, sur,
at: I Want you to put it under the kiver
of an invilope also."
" That I'll do with pleasure—hut be
sure you do not mix them. What's the
name ov your lady-love 1"
" Oh, it's no matter for that ; she's
party enough Without a fast nartie—as
fat as butther; as fair as a lily, an as
frolicsome as a two year ould cow.—
What's the first name ov your Brown 1"
" Mike, I'm like yourself—l don't
know : but here are the valentines—be
careful ; and I'll give you a new coat,"
"Careful ! hav'nt I the apple ov my
eye to ghard, and d'ye think I'd be sla-
I pin' on me post Oh but it's joyful
news I'll bring to ye--news that'll set
the thoughts playin on yer heart like
the fingers ov a lady toad:it'? uti ah ould
tune on the harp."
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The lair Dulcetta was , seatildrin her
chamber, when her maid, the plump
Miss Sally entered, blushing like a red
cabbage. Handing the lovely girl a
letter, she whispered in her ear, "he
says he'll give three taps nt the garden
gate toqiight, ma'am," and withdrew.—
With a trembling hand she broke the
seal and read :
Swate Darlint :—l'm dyin' wid Luv
for you. Me Immo') is all on fire for to
mak you Mine s an dye a ditoltttd that
at' you don't listen to my shute. Darlin'
lay I'll be at the gardin' gate at 1 o'clock
to=night in the mornin.'
.... „
MIKE MAYNOOTH,
Xele Srlanes, Fcb foortaneth, 1847."
"Insolent ert!ature!" said Miss Dul
cetta—" a lot, ignorant fellow s to dare
'u trrite me such a letter 1" The prtiud
beauty's eyes flashed ivith fire, and she
burst into tears. Not so with Miss Sally,
who by dint of spelling managed to make
out that the person who wrote to her
imagined that she was " lovelier than
the loveliest —with the form of an houri,
and the soul of at angel—that her lips
were litiing rubies / her neck a colutriti
of pearl s and that One glance from her
eyes was more precious than the mines
of Golconda." This rapturous letter
filled Miss Sally's heart with some very
indefinite ideas of jewellers' shops and
fancy balls ; but recollecting that the
writer solicited an interview, she having
not the slightest objection, proceeded
to adorn herself in her best bib and
tucker.
Night came, and at the hour appoint ,
ed Mike Was at the garden gate, looking
very much as though he were going to
commit a burglary. Havinr , taken a'
number of nips at the whiskey bottle,
by way of bracing himself to declare
his passion, his pies We're rather un
steady, and an occasional hiccough be
trayed his presence. Dnlcetta and her
brother, who were on the balcony, ob
served in and in a moment poor Mike's
fate was jecided. Instead of the soft,
warm hand of his lovely Sally, he felt
the sting of a whip about his ears.—
Turning around, he gave his assailant a
lick back that floored him—the Wateh ,
amn came tip, Mike struck right and
left ; and shouted " tire," " murder," and
" bigamy," but to no effect. Yesterday
morning the Recorder sang out--" Mi
chael Maynooth,"'and an individual with
a nose swelled to the size of an egg
plant and a pair of eyes in deep mourn ,
ing, slowly rose hp—
" Maynooth, what were you doing last
night 1"
"Faith, yor 'anner, it's mesilf that
don't know. I belave I was a little
dhrunk !"
" You may go by paying your jail
fees."
Mike thanked his "anner," and went
out muttering—" the a's have made Inc
mighty unasy. I suppose 1 gave the
Brown wid the e the letther for the
Brown wid the n, an begor it's me own
beautiful silt that's done brown' this
time. As soon as me eyes git the siVel
lin' out on 'em I'm aff to Kamschntkn or
Cornwall, the divil 1 care which; for my
nose is dil!pidated and me heart is
broke !"
STRAPS—AN AMUSING INCIDENT.
"An amusing incident is pleasantly
recorded in the following passage from a
letter of a " downcast " correspondent:
" Sancho Panza says," "Blessed is the
man that first invented sleep." I do not
say, "Cursed is the man who first in
vented straps on pantaloons ;" but I do
say, " Blessed is the man that first
abolished their use." In how many
awkward predicaments have they not
been the cause. of placing us! How much
more free!—how much more comfort
able ! how much more nrit.diai td
penge with these pulling; Ictiee , irritating
monstrosities ! Is it not enough that we
have " suspenders," or " gallowses " as
our juvenile nomenclature used to have
it—and a very suitable name it was, by
the way—to bind us down to earth with
the pressure of the night-mare, but we.
must also hate the upward pres Sure of
the Soot-straps, both drawing us togeth
er with the power of a twenty-horse hy
' draulic press ! For one, 1 have dl.spen
sed both straps and suspenders ;
I and 1 address you, Mr: Knickerbocker,
as a man of plaid common sense, dis
cretion and age, to do likewise. But all
this is not furthering the object of my
writing to you "on the present occa
sion." I wish to tell you of an inci
dent that occurred to me some time
since, when coming from Halifax to Bos
ton, on board the packet brig A.
It was all owing to these unhappy straps!
One of my fellow-passengers was a fat
old lady; suffered Very much from
sea sickness. More than twenty times
in the day the old woman would put the
good nature of the steward, who was a
jolly Irishman, to the test; by Wishing
to be lugged upon deelc ; and then beldit
again; insomuch that they used to call
her "Mrs. Tee-to-tum.' Sometimes
she longed to recline on the deck ; but
then it was cold, and she had nothing
to wrap herself up with. I made my
self a great favorite with her by spread ,
utg tint my buffalo robe and "tucking
her up" with my cloak. You have no
doubt been to sea, and are acquainted
with the exceedingly easy toilets that
gentlemen and ladies rnake(atiti 11 hinake)
on ship-board. Following the general
practice, I usually, in pulling off my
" tie4or , shamesi" hung them up Mthe
ceiling of the state-room, opposite the
door, with my boots dangling in them.
The old lady s berth was immediately
opposite mine; and one morning she
woke much earlier than usual, having
been prevented from sleeping by certain
"serious quithils,7 The doors of both
our statezroonis happened to be
• open, and Mrs. Tee-to-tam, casting her
eyes over towards mine, saw a sight
which would have made "each particu
lar hair to stand on end" if she had had
any of her own. She shrieked out at
the trip df her voice; "Oh ! oh ! oh!
Captain ! Steward ! Mate! Oh 1 oh ! Mr.
W— has hung hiniself! He's dead!
lie's dead!" Out rushed the passen
gers from every berth, and down tum
bled the whole ship's crew ; and such
another peal of laughter the broad At
. !antic never before echoed. And all this
was caused by my boots dangling in
those pantaloons by their unfortunate
! I straps !"
Alsmonv.—The remembrance of the
loved and lost, the absent or alienated
!to* it comes upon us like a dreattt of
the past ; and mingles with the present,
as the shadows of twilight steal quietly
upon the vivid hues of day. How often
does a word, a look, a tone, bring back
the memory of long-lived, familiar faces,
and the Voice of those long passed away,
seems mingling with accents which we
have scarcely learned to recognize s so
brief has been The period since we have
known their tongues:
How sweet the charms that memory throws
Around the sconce of earlier years,
How brightly retrospection shows
Long vanished forms—tho' seen thro' tears.
In the course of the debate in the
British House of Commons, Lord John
liassell took occasion to say—" I wish
to avail myself of this opportunity to
state, that I have observed with great
pleasure and satisfaction, the magnifi
cent subscriptions that have been raised
in the United Stews of America, far the
relief of the destitute poor in this coun
try and in Ireland. I think it is not im
proper in this House, for me, a British
subject, to state thnt the United States
have not forgotten their common origin;
and that, actuated by charitable feelings
—they are making great exertions to
collect large sums of money for the re
' lief of the existing distress."
PRIVATE LETTER FROM GEN. TAYLOR.
The New Orleans Picayune of the
14th publishes a large portion of a pri
vate letter addressed by Gen. Taylor to
Gen. E. G. WI Butler, of Iberville,
It is mainly deVoted to a description of
the battle of Buena Vista; We make
room for a few passages which will be
read With general interest. Of his De
nomination to the rresidency he thus
speaks:
I was aware of the report as well as
statements in a, few public journals;
that it was intended by certain individu
als to bring Gen. Butler forward as the
successor to Mr. Polk, which gave me
no concern, and would not even had it
been the case, which I did not credit,
and which had been forgotten. * *
I may observe that I have been also
named as a candidate fbr that high office
by a few newspaper editors, which has
been dohe without my knowledge, wishes
tir consent.
This I have assured all wbo have writ
ten me on the subject; assuring them
that I had no aspirations for that or any
other civil office; thnt my whole ener
gies, mental and physical, were and had
been absorbed in such a way as 1 thought
best calculated to britig this wdr
speedy and honorable close, believing it
was for the interest of both countri,
the sooner it was done the better—at
any rate so far as ours was concerned ;
and that President-making should be lost
sight of until this was accomplished:
After ii statement of the principal
events which immediately preceded the
battle of Buena Vista, and describing
the position he had chosen for his army,
Gen. 'l'. thus alludes to the setere cbh:
flirt of Feb. 23d :
In the morning at sunrise he renetied
the ccnttst ivith an oberivhelming farce
—with artillery, infantry and dragoons
—which lasted with very slight inter
missions until dark. A portion of the
time the contest was much the severest
I have ever witnessed; particular toward
the latter part of the day, when he
(Sdiith. A tma) brught ufi his reserte;
find in spite of every effort on our part,
after the greatest exertion 1 have ever
witnessed on both sides, drove us by an
immense superiority of numbers for
some distance.
He had at least five to one tit that
point against us. Fortunately, at the
most critical moment, two pieces of ar
tillery, which I had ordered up to sup
port that part of our line, met our ex
hausted men retreating, wn they were
brought into battery rind opened 2 h the
etieniy; then Within fifty yards iii hot
pursuit, with canister and grape, which
broUght him to a halt and soon compel- ,
ed him to full back.
In this tremendous contest we lost
three pieces of artillery, nearly all the
men and horses having been killed or
crippled; which put it out of our power
to bring theth off; nor did I deem it ad
visable to attempt to regain them.
The enemy made his principal efforts
against our flanks: He was hittldsainely
repulsed in efery attempt on our right ;
but succeeded early in the day in gain
ing our left in consequence of the giving ;
way of one of the volunteer regiments,
which could not be rallied; with but feet
exceptions; the greatek portion retiring
about a mile to a large rancho or farm
house, where our wagons and a portion
of our stores were left. These were
soon after attacked by the etietny l s cat ,
airy; who were repulsed With seine loss.
For several hours the fate of the day
was extremely doubtful, so much so that
1 was urged by some of the most experi
enced officers to fall back and take up a
new positions This I knew it Would
never do to attempt with folunteers ;
and at once declined it. The scene now
had become one of the deepest interest.
Between the several deep ravines there
were portions of level land from one to
four hundred yards in extent, which be- ,
came alternately points of attack and
defence, after oar left was turned, by
both sides.
— These extendedalong and near the
base of the mountain for about two
miles, and the straggle far them may
be very appropriately compared to a
game of chess. Night put a stop to the
contest ; and ; strange to say, both ar•
mies occupied the same positions they
did in the morning before the battle
cotninenced. Our artillery did mote
than wonders,
We lay on our arms all night, as we
heel done the taro previous ones, with
out fires, there being no wood to be had
and the mercury below the freezing
point, ready and expecting to renew the
contest the next morning; but we found
at daylight the enemy had retreated dur
ing the night, leaving his killed and
many of his wounded for sis to take
care of—carrying oft' everything else,
and taking up a position at this place.
We did not think it advisable to pur
sue, not knowing whether ho would re
new the attack, continue his retreat, or
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[EDITOR AND PROPRIETOR
WHOLE NO. 588.
wished to draw us from our strong po:
sition ; but contented burselVeS With
watching his movements closely.
I hope the greater portion of the good
pebple of the country will be satisfied
With What we have done on this occa;
sion. I flatter myself that onr compel;
ling a Mexican army of More than 20,:
000 men, completely organized and led
by their Chief Magistrate, to retreat,
with less than 500 regulars and about
4;000 volunteers; Will meet their ap
proval. I had not a single company crf
regular infantry ; the whole was taken
from me.
The road to the city of Mexico froni
here is now open, and We only want a
few thousand of gdcid regulars, in addi
tion to the volunteers; to enable us to'
reaelt that place. What effect our late
battle will have on Santa Anna and the
Mexican Congress, time must determine;
but I sincerely hope it will lead to peace.
One thing is certain: their principal
ititny has become demolished, and it will,
be very difficult for them to raise ant}
equip another.
TOO LATE,
Same men art always too late, and
therefore, accomplish through life noth:
ing worth naming; If they prothise W
meet you at such an hour, they are ne:
ver present till thirty minutes after.—
No matter how important the business
is, either to yorirself or tet Mai, lie is
just as tardy. if he takes a passage iti
a steamboat, he arrives just as thebtiat
has left the wharf, and the tart intve
started a few moments before he
pis dinner has been ?baiting fdr him sd
long that the took is out of aence;
atid half the tinte is obliged to p set the
table again. This course the character
we haVe described always pursues: He
is never in season--at church; at a Pined
of business; at his Meals; or in his bed;
Persons df such habits the cannot but
despise. Much rather would we ita - ked
man too early to see us, and always
ready—even if he should carry out his
principle to the elttlit tlf the geed Ail ,
con, who in following to the tomb the
remains of a husband and father, hinted
to the bereaved widow, that, at a proper
time, he should be happy to marry her;
The deacon was justin season for
scarcely had the relatives and friends
retired to the house, before the parson
made the same proposition to the WidoW,
"You are too late," said she, "the dea:
con spoke to me at the grave:" Scores
have lost opportunities of Maltittg tbr:
tunes; receiting fatdrs, and eMaining
husbands and wines; by being a few
niinutts too late: Always speak in sea:
sod and be ready at the appointed hour:
We irduld not gibe a fig for d elan who
is not punctual td his engagements, and
who never makes up his mind to a cer
tain course till the time is lost. Those
who hang back, hesitate and tremble—
who are never on hand for a journey, et
trade, a enieetheart, or litisr thing else,
arc poor sloths; and are ill calculated td
get a living in this stirring world.
gINGIILAR, IF TIWE.—As a gentleinait
was passing along Fifth street, he pass
ed a place where soffit bdys Were play ,
jug marbles. One of them, in shooting
his marble, ele*erlk put it under the
gentleman's foot. The gentleman slip ,
ped, and stumbled against a lady also .
passing, precipitating her with himself
upon ti large hog, who was examining
the gutter geologically for debtis, The
hog, frightened out of its propriety;
bolted off, and ran between the legs of
another gentleman, who in falling drew
the string of a kite from the hands of a
boy, The kite df course fell, and in
falling, frightened a span horses attach ,
ed to a Wagon in an alley near by. The
horses ran down the alley. A man who ,
was building a fire in u carpenter shop,
by which they passed, started up to see
what was the mutter, and in so doing
dropped his hghted match among the
shavings, A tire eras the consequence..
The engines assentbled, and in the hurry
consequent upon the alarm, n man fell
in the track of one of them and had his
arm broke—which ended this budget of
accidents for the day.
Quere.—ls the boy who shot the mar
bles responsible for all the consequent
damages ?—Boston Journal.
ED - A fair one wrote to her lover beg•
ging him to send her some money. She
added, by way of postscript, " I am so.
ashamed of the requst I have made it
this letter, that I sent after the postman•
to get it back ; but the servant could not
overtake him."
O, K.—Prentice says that the ladies
have found out the true meaning of these
mysterious letters, which is Only Kiss•
A medical writer contends that
the eating of pork is the cause of cxten ,
sive prevalence of scrofulous attic-
tions,