SATURDAY. APRIL Is.
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MATTERS AND THINGS IN GENERAL. -
When poor devil OF journalist takes up hi'
grey goose quill to indte "msller for the
minds" Of his readers, bIs first care is the So
lection Of a subject. Nor is this a, oil times
task easy Of performance. On the contrary, at
. season Of political calm and moral apathy, like
the present, il is decidedly the mos, d'ficul, por.
lion of his duties. lie sezes HE exchanges
scrutinzes their contents and endeavors TO ex
tort from their columns something that may
amuse or interest that most exactlng portion
of creation, the Public. But in vain :-aftcr
. weary Investigation he casts them down
in disappointment and disgust. They seem uni.
Sersally to have labored under the same Difficult
~ with himself viz. repletive lack ofMATTEH'
Some stereotyped jest, some plodding reflections
upon politics, profound and pagarzad, but ar
rsyed in wordy garb as motley as the clowns
in a circus, cucumber their columns. The
inckless Editor is "hard up" and he turns, per
chance, TO the congressional reports in the hope
of finding something that will bear transpIanta'
tion. But Alas Save the rawlings of some &c,
mented demsgogue, II there is "fat, stale and
upprof able" He next resorts to the CONNER
cial head but there again he meets discomh:-
ure. "The markets fat, the Cunard Steamers
(d-n 'em!) are not IN, and quotations unchan
ged," is the burden of the song


The uckless wight is now thrown upon his
own resources and how forlorn are they tie
scours his mind, but not an idea ventures from
it's covert to afford him chase. He chews up
his quill and bites his nails; but all without
avail. In this his extremity, his moher.wi
unnatural parent y deserted him. He turns,
infuriated, to thrash his devil" but, luckily
for the imp, good na,ured acquaintance ap-
pears and diver,s his attention. He relates his
dilemma and asks his friend the query he has
himself been unable TO solve" What shall
write about !" With nonchalence conclusive
that the respondent has never endured the Ills
OF Edtorship, he is answered, Oh, matters
and things in general" The suggestion strikes
him as practicable, and he applies himself to the
task.


Such, friends and fellow citizens, were the
circumstances which impelled US to the selec.
tion Of this topic for our reflections and remarks;
and if you can make sense or sentiment out OF
what we have said upon it, you are welcome to
the copyright.


One admouition, however, we desire serious
ly 10 impress upon your minds: Pity the prn
ser, good people, and-pay him up!!'