Mr. Higgins's, which had been stolen. A verse or two will give an idea of the "chaunt:"

One sees in Viteall Yard,

Vere pleacemen do resort;
A wenerable hinstitute,

"Tis called the Pallis Court;
A gent 'as got his i on it;

I think 'twill make some sport.

The judge of this year Court
Is a mellitary beak;
He knows no more of Lor

Than praps he does of Greek,
And prowides hisself a deputy,
Because he can not speak.

It is now some monce since,

A gent both good and trew
Possest an ansum oss, vith vich
He didn't know what to do;
Peraps he did not like the oss,
Peraps he was a scru.

This gentleman his oss

At Tattersall's did lodge;
There came a wulgar oss-dealer,
This gentleman's name did fodge,
And took the oss from Tattersall's:
Wasn't that a artful dodge?

[The horse is recovered.]

And phansy with what joy
The master did regard

His dearly bluvd lost oss again
Trot in the stable yard!

Who was this master good,

Of whomb I make these rhymes?
His name is Jacob Homnium, Exquire;
And if I'd committed crines,
Good Lord! I wouldn't ave that man
Attack me in the Times!

Now shortly after the groomb
His master's oss did take up,
There came a liveryman

This gentleman to wake up;
And he handed in a little L1,
Which hanger'd Mr. Jacob.

For two pound seventeen

This liveryman eplied,

For the keep of Mr. Jacob's oss,

Which the thief had took to ride. "Do you see any think green in me?" Mr. Jacob Homnium cried.

nomination, is one of the few examples that this world affords of a successful compound of the wag and the saint. In his early life he lived and labored in the State of Kentucky, where an incident occurred which runs thus:

It may be necessary to premise that the country churches in the South and West were at that time very feeble bodies, a little inclined to be stingy, and so easily satisfied with sanctuary privileges that four of them generally combined to support one pastor, whose services they were content to enjoy one Sabbath in the month.

Dr. B had been unanimously called to preach to one of these societies, and had accepted the call; but, as usual, nothing had yet been said about his salary, or the time of his monthly visit; and to arrange these matters he attended the next business-meeting of the body.

When the meeting had been organized a prominent member of the church arose, and after congratulating the brethren on having secured the valuable services of Dr. B-, proceeded to say that, as his pay would necessarily be small, it ought at least to be paid regularly, and that the church should now pledge to him some definite amount. He acknowledged that it was something of an innovation, but gave several good reasons why it should be done, and resumed his seat.

Another brother then took the floor, who, after. surpassing the first in his compliments to Dr. B-, recurred to the subject of salary. For his part, he said, he could not see the necessity nor the propriety of paying the brother's salary in this methodical way. He thought it much better that the whole matter should be left open, perfectly open. He thought it would answer to pay the money whenever it should happen to be in the treasury; that it was unnecessary to say now when the payments would be made, or to pay the same amount every time. Some months the brother would be paid much, some little, and some nothing, perhaps; but he thought this way had a less sordid and worldly appearance, and he did not doubt that in the long-run the pastor would receive more by this method than any other.

This talk struck the brethren present so favorably that, after a little vacillation, they adopted the views of the speaker unanimously. The next business in order was the choice of a Sabbath on which to have preaching, and this they agreed to submit entirely to the convenience of their pastor. Dr. B- who had been an attentive listener to the whole of the debate concerning his salary, now rose to state on what Sabbath in the month he proposed to visit them.

After expressing great love for his new charge, and an ardent desire to be useful to them, he remarked that as to the day on which he should preach to them he deemed it unnecessary to speak very definitely. Some months he would come on the first Sabbath, some on the second, some on a week-day, and some not at all. There was no use in having cast-iron rules about a matter of this kind; it was inconvenient and, he thought, unprofitable. They had proposed to leave the matter open as regarded his salary, to which he had no objection; and, for his part, he really thought it best to leave it open at both ends-entirely open. Having thus amazed and horrified his auditors, he quietly sat down.

This speech wounded the feelings of the breth

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of him where he should leave his team. "Just beyond you there," pointing to a spot as he spoke; and when you have taken care of your horses go to that tent yonder, the second one from here, and there you will find a big, fat man sleeping on a lounge. Wake him up, and he will give you some hot coffee. The Quarter-Master thought you drivers would need it, and he has left him here to attend to it. He is hard to wake, though; you'll have to grab him right tight, and give him a good pull, then a push, and then roll him quick and fast, like you would a barrel. swears a good deal when he is first waked up, and will try to frighten you away; but just you hold on to him till he is fairly awake, and he will give up."

He

The driver obeyed instructions to the letter. After a firm gråb, a decided pull, and a vigorous push, with a "roll like a barrel," "Come, old chap," said he, “I want that coffee. It's no use to swear and bluster; it's got to come!"

Hardly were the words uttered when General Nelson sprang from his couch, and the volley of oaths that then ensued so terrified the poor driver that, it is said, his hair turned gray.

THEY have in Dublin a sort of Police Gazette called the Hue-and-Cry, which, besides containing the style of matter usually to be found in such journals, gives various items of information that are very Irish. Instance:

"Mr. Gregg, of Armah, has lost a horse with a white star on his forehead, which is very heavily shod."

"Wanted to know of Patrick Quinn, which has brown eyes, which lost the toes off his right fut: and of John White, whom has gray eyes, which wore a fustian jacket."

The Hue-and-Cry copies from other Irish papers, without change of orthography or punctuation, the following notices:

White, a tailor's apprentice, who absconded from his master at Phipsborough Road, taking with him £7 15s., is said to have worn "a cord trowsers, and also a pair of black cloth trowsers, a striped shirt shoes!"

Some of the E division of police found straying at Crumlin "a red cow, with white back and belly."

Annagh.-Mary Macdonald stands charged "with having deserted her male child two months in a potato field." Her "hair cut short behind her hazle eyes."

One of two cows stolen from James Com, of Lislea, is described as "red color, with a white back and flat ribs on the hind quarters."

James Smith, of Dungarvan, lost a cow of a "pale yellow color, having on the back a white stripe and very broad horns!"

Clare.-Edward Torpey, of Cloughsheen, lost a black horse with a white head. The Hue-andCry states that "the thief will give a reward of £1 on reference to him!”

Cork.-Michael Hounigan, of Munree Abeby, lost a horse with "one hind leg white which had a long switch tail!"

Dublin.-An ass, the property of Isaac Field, Esq., was stolen from Bray; the animal is said to be “very gentle and willing!”

Galway. John Kilkenny, of Ballynaulty, lost a "yellow cow with a black mouth six years old!"

Kildare.-Peter Rafter, of Rathangan, lost "a red cow within five days of giving a calf nine or ten years old!"

If the following description of William Field Simmons, who deserted from the 88th Regiment, at Kilkenny, on the 23d of July, leads not to his apprehension, we can not tell what will: "The belt and bayonet worn by the deserter were found in a field adjoining the Record Buildings. His father resides in Dublin, and is a painter by trade; and his brother-in-law lives at Phipsborough Road."

From Kildare there is a notice relative to a horse, which is described as a black mare! From the same locality was stolen a black horse, described as having a great many white marks.

John Sexton appears to have had particular attention paid to him. He is described as one of the Ballingarry rebels, with "two blue eyes, but blind of one of them,” and “by trade a laborer," supposed to be about Kilkenny at present, or gone to England or Scotland to reap the harvest.

Another of the rebels, named Patrick O'Donnell, is described by the following, among other marks and tokens, "by trade a jobber and great politician!"

Ar an early period of the career of Elliott, the artist, while he was still studying under Trumbull and Quidor, he dwelt at the old Franklin House, at the corner of Broadway and Dey Street. At that time, like most young artists, he was a "picker up of unconsidered trifles," and among other “properties" came in possession of a small but beautiful head, which was attributed by connoisseurs to the pencil of Vandyck, and was coveted by many picture buyers, especially by Daniel Jackson Seward. The young painter, however, would not part with his treasure, and refused many offers of twice its original cost.

In consequence partly of this collecting mania, when spring came round Elliott found himself considerably in debt, and was obliged to put off his good-natured landlords with a promise to pay" for an amount which they had little hope of ever realizing.

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Shortly afterward Addison G. Jerome, who was well known as one of the artist's old chums, happening in at the Franklin House, was accosted by Treadwell with:

"I say, Jerome, don't you want to buy a note?" 66 A note-whose?"

"Oh, a friend of yours."
"A friend of mine-who?"
"Why, Charley Elliott."

"Indeed! What's the figure?" "Three hundred dollars."

"What

"H'm!" ruminated the future banker, remembering the coveted “Vandyck.” will you take for it?"

"What will you give?"
"Fifty cents on the dollar."
"Done!" was the reply.

The money was paid down, and the note carefully folded away in a capacious pocket-book for future use. Jerome was just starting on a business tour to the West, and arriving at Syracuse hunted up the artist, whom he found hard at work in his studio.

"I say, Charley," began the wily financier, glancing cautiously around the room until his eye

rested on a small, dingy frame, “I was sorry to find a note of yours hawking about the streets the other day; and, as I always like to shield a friend, I paid it for you."

"Did you?" answered Elliott, with an incredulous smile; "that was very kind of you, but I'm afraid it will be a good while before you get your money back."

"Oh, never mind the money! you'll paint me something for it, won't you?"

"Only too glad of the chance."

"Or, let me see. Perhaps you have something already finished! Why, yes; there's that head in the old frame yonder. Give me that, and we'll call it quits!"

"Oh, pshaw! you don't want that old thing!" Why, yes I do-come to look at it, I rather fancy it."

"Do you? Well, so do I. You'll have to choose something else."

Many arguments were tried, but all in vain, and finally the baffled broker left, with many protestations of friendship, and dropping into a lawyer's office left the note with orders to "put it through," and special directions on what particular picture to levy as soon as judgment should be obtained.

A month or two later he returned, and in a dusty corner of the lawyer's office found a dingy frame and a dingier picture awaiting him. With a satisfied chuckle he seized on the prize, and soon after reaching New York called upon Seward. "Well, Jackson, old fellow, I've got that picture for you?"

"What picture?"

"Why, that 'Vandyck' of Charley Elliott's." "Have you indeed!--for how much?" "Dirt cheap-only three hundred dollars." "Where is it?"

"Here it is, frame and all!"

"Ah!" exclaimed the connoisseur, looking at the frame, glancing suspiciously at the face of the picture, and smiling as he examined its back. "Well, after all, I guess I don't want it." "Don't want it! Why, you were crazy for it a month or two ago!"

proval of his efforts which he knows is prompted by the most perfect sincerity? This gratification was recently experienced by a young gentleman in South Carolina-whether a valise-bearer or not is left unexplained-who had addressed with great fervor a Grant and Colfax ratification meeting in Beaufort, the audience being largely composed of freedmen. After the meeting one of the aged "uncles" approached the speaker and congratulated him upon his effort. "Dat," said he, was a grand speech, massa; a brave speech; de best speech I ever did hear; but I's an old man and ha'n't got no larning, and I didn't un'stan' a word you said; but, golly, 'twas a brave speech, Sah, suah!"

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A CONFEDERATE Captain and A. Q. M. was one day talking to a mixed crowd of officers and privates. To illustrate the depreciation of currency he took out his "Frodsham" watch, and said: "That cost me twenty-five hundred dollars!" A soldier said: "Mister, you uns didn't pay twenty-five hundred dollars for that are watch, did you?" "I did that," was the reply. Soldier continued: "Would you uns let us see it?" It was handed over. After a close examination the soldier again asked: "Mister, you is jokin', isn't you?" "Not a bit of it," said the A. Q. M. With an expression of resignation and despair the soldier handed it back, saying: "Well, Mister, you uns must be a darned foolor a Quarter-Master!"

We believe that the following is the only case on record where a gentleman was so drunk as to take a man for a town. Be it known, to begin with, that there is a pretty little village in Georgia, and in sending letters to it, in order that they may not go to the national capital, it is customary to mark them very plainly-“Washington, Wilkes County," etc.

Major M, of the Ordnance Bureau, was one day at the table of the Pulaski House, in Savannah, and amidst the delights of iced Champagne had lingered until General Jackson and the others of the State Division Staff had left the table. The only person remaining besides the waiters was a stranger, who sat directly opposite Major M. Raising his eyes the Major beheld him, and at once, with rather a thick utterance, accosted him with: "Sir, I like your looks; I would like to know you, Sir. I will take a glass of wine with you, Sir. I am Major M, of Georgia; what is your name, Sir?" The stran-' ger replied: "My name is Mr. Washington. Ah!" ejaculated the Major, "Washington, Wilkes County!"

The joke got out; but the Major says it was all made up.

JUDGE THOMAS W. THOMAS, of Georgia, was quite a wit, and one night, in 1857, after a wine party at M'Comb's hotel, in Milledgeville, Georgia, he approached the head waiter (colored) as he left the room, and said: "I donate to you this silver dollar, in token of my appreciation of your services to-night. You are now in a humble position, but the time may soon come for our positions to be reversed, or at least made equal. I give you this to-night, but when thou comest to thy kingdom I pray thee remember me."

Time has passed. The Judge is dead; the waiter-boy is a voter and a juror.