BY COHEA & GOUVENEAUA.

MISCELLANEOUS.

The Golden ORANGES.
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A story has been going the rounds of the
newspapers respecting the "Fakir Of Ava
in the Market House''--poor fellow, he is
now dead, alas The following anecdote
of Signor Blitz is as good--Sat. Eoening
Post.


In the course of his travels Signor Bilz
was standing one day in front of Hotel,
watching the movements of clumsy Irish
man who was attaching some horses TO
coach. The idea occurred to him 10 have
a little sport The lrlshman had brought
a fresh horse, aud was about to put on his
harness, when, the supposed dumb beast,
declared he would not start on the journey
until he had had his cats


Pat started back, the most prominent
expression of his visage being astonishment,
and looking the horse full in the face, en-
quired, can do ye pretend to say ye havn't
had yer oats, noo?n


"Not single oat," coolly replied the
horse.


The Irishman held his hands in amaze
ment.


eyer bloody liar, an so ye are; for
Jenny Dooglc give yer peck, ye had
an ool.''


Still the horse fatty denied his having
the oats, and Pat greatly ncensed, rushed
into the stable, crying, "Jemmy, Jenny
Doogle! am has Billy Sweet had no oats
this morning?"


"Shure he's had his peck, Daddy


"Och! the lying divil. An he swears
he han't had the bloody one--at-all,
a-tall."


The peculiar twinkle Of his eye told how
much Bltz enjoyed the joke.
At another time Bitz bought an Or
ange OF son Of Erin, and cutting it
IN halves, a sovereign dropped on the
floor.


81 declare this is very nice orange said
Blltz," pocketing the gold "What will
you take for The lot?'


"Och! Shure rIl not part with the
like O. these!' said the youth, his eyes
diIatng


By this time Blitz had quartered the
orange, and 10! a sovereign followed each
stroke of the knife. "This is remarkably
fine, declare! | will give you threepence
apiece, and take all you have"


The youths eyes followed the sovereigns
as they disappeared in the pocket. "An'
do you take me for fool to sell the like
o. these for threepence?" he exclaimed.
The divil of mothers son of them veil
get, noo!"


"They may not all prove like this one,"
said Blitz, and at the same time STOPPING
for another orange. But the youth was
loo quick for him. Like the palernal
walchfulness of a hen, ever mindful of her
tender brood, he covered his treasure with
his body. As soon as he could do so with
safety, Pat disappeared, but in a few
minutes returned, denounced BIitz as
swindler and cheat. He had quartered
every orange. but without finding the sought
for sovereigns. 1t need not TO be added
that Signor Blitz was well satisfied 10
pay the poor Irish youth the price of his
oranges.