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loons- pocket ;-' I'm on track now,' says Gineral, here's hole ; and, sure e. huff, when he came to take off his boots. there was his best gold-rim specs, and all broke to finders-and if we hadm't seell that 'erc hole, you never would say they ever had been specs, for they were all jamb'd to nolhn.

 There was a curious notion iheH jest came into my head, and stood stock still, hoIdiE the Ginerai's pantalonnS in one hand and his right side boot upside down in to'h- CT, and there lay the specs nn the floor, tor what there was left on 'em ) and ,he Gin eral stood looking at me with env most nothin on him, and the Message and Treas ury counts and my slate lay on the table, there warn't a word said for more than ten minutes-an awful time to stand so.

 So to rights the Gineral he spoke, and says he, Major, what are you ,hnkin on 2 Why says l. Gineral, was thinkin,' says I, ify you had kept your spectacles in your side breast pocket, they would be on your nose now; butt said I,'that ain't the wors: ont I'm afeard,' says l, Gineral, '0e'Ue got too many pockets for 0Mr mOney, aud 'chen zoe aOant tt zoe shall hdUe to come to our shirts and boots for it.'

 The Gineral got as hornety as all nature at this; and said he, Major, I wish now you was only Calhoun, or Riddle, or Clay, or M'Duffie, or Don Pedro, or Black Hawk, or any one but Major Downing for I feel as if should like to give some one a thrashing.' Why says I, Gineral you ain't mad nor no,hin, be you? for am too,' says l.; 'and every time l look at the 'counts,' says l, ,'I feel as if l would like to git hold ofsome one, and thrash 'em too, o,'-and so we stomped about a spell, cussin aud dscussin most things till we got cool again-but it was considerable of storm I tell you. Your friend,

 J. DOWNING, Major,

 Downingvi'le Militia. 2d Brigade.