"And if anyone asks you why you
left The Anjufnt out this paragraph
and say it was because the proprietor
wa afraid he'd murder you when he
read your statement that 'At the battle
of Bunker Xlill the Confederates lost
80,(Hm, and theCarthagenians only 6M,'
and that 'there is no spot in Virginia
that the people hold more sacred than
that bloody bill where the bones of
Cromwell lie with those of Roger Wil
liams, as if they fought against each
other in the cause of the" constitution
and cheap transportation.' point to that
language, M r. Scudder, and your friends
will understand the situation. Good
morning."
The Irish, rightly or wrongly, get the
credit for all the bulls that go the
rounds of the papers. It was an Irish
man who wanted to find a place where
there was no death, that he might go
and end his days there. It Was an Irish
editor that exclaimed, when speaking
of the wrongs of. Ireland : "Her cup of
misery has for ajres been overflowing
and is not yet full !" It was an Irish
newspaier that said of Robespierre that
"He left no children behind him except
a brother, who was killed a' the same
time." It was- an Irish eoioiier who,
when asked how he- accounted for an
extraordinary mortality in Limerick,
replied sadly : "1 can't tell. There are
ieople dying this year who never died
before." It was an Irish handbill that
aunouueed,. with boundless liberality,
in reference to & great political demon
stration in the Dublin rotunda, that
"tidies wirhou' distinction of sex, would
be welcome."
"What's all this talk about the cur
rency and the tive-tw Inties and sivin
thirtieg that I hears about, Mike"
"Why bliss your sowi, don't ye's know.
