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AN illinois Story. As was saying, ten
years ago. Judge Douglass, Of Illinois, was
beardless youth of twenty years OF age, freshly
come amongst the people of the Sucker State
with an air about him suspiciously redolent OF
Yankee land. A mere Youthful adventurer
amongst those "quare" Suckers-one would
deem the position embarrassing. Not so with
the Judge; he had come on business. politl-
cal fortune was to be made, and no time lost.
He was about launching on the sea of popular
favor, and he commenced general coast sur
vey the day he arrived. He soon made HIM
self District Attorney, member of the Legsla-
ture, Register of the U. S, Land Office, Secre-
tary of State, and Judge of the Supreme Court.


'How do you adapt YOURSELF said |, Judge
10 the people? How do you naturalize your
self, as it were?"


''Oh, nothing easier; you see like 1t. 1t is
democratic. But it did come awkward at first.
You know am, or rather was bdshful to ra-
ther painful degree. Well, now, nine-tenths
of my constituents despise luxures, and have
no such thing as second room IN their houses.
In beating up for votes, live with my const-
taents, eat with my constituents, drink with
them, lodge with them, pray with them, laugh,
hunt, dance and work with them; eat their
corn dodgers and fried bacon, and sleep two in
bed with them. Among my FIRST acquaint-
ances were the LIS, down under the Bluffs.
Fine fellows, tie LIS, by the way, | am
sure of five votes there. Well, you perceive |
had to live there-and did live there. But,
sir, | was frightened the first night slept there.
/ own it; yes, sir, acknowledge the corn An
ice bath in August is something; but l was
done to an cicle; had periodical chills for ten
days. Did you ever see 4 Venus in linsey-
wooisey3'


mo"


Then you shall sea Serena Is. They
call her the white Plover;' seventeen; plump
as q pigeon, and smooth as a persimgon. How
the devil, said to myself soliloqgising, the
first night slept there, am to go to bed be-
fore the young lady? | do believe my heart
was topsyturvied, for the idea of pulling of, my
boots before the girl, was death. And as to
dotfine nv other fixtures, would sooner have
nv leo taken off with wood saw. The crisis
was tremendous. 1t was nearly midnight, and
the family had been hours IN bed Miss Serena
alone remained. Bright as the sun, the merry
mink talked on 1t was portentously obvious
to me at last that she had determined to outset
me. By repeated sPasmodic efforts, my coat,
waistcoat cravat, boots and socks, were brought
off. During the process, my beautiful neigh
Dor talked TO me with unaverted eyes, and with
that peculiar kind of pacidlty employed by



dumped myself down in chair, III cold pers-
piration. distressing thought occurred to
me. Does not the damsel stand on point OF
local etiquette. 1t may be the fashion Of these
people to see strangers in bed before retiring
themselves? May | not have kept those beau
1ful eyes open from ignorance OF what these
people deem good breeding? Neither the lady's
eyes nor tongue had indeed betrayed fatigue
Those large let eyes seemed to dilate and grow
brighter as the blaze of the wood fire died away;
but doubtless this was from kind consideration
for the strange wakefulness of her guest The
thing was clear. determined to retire and
that without delay. l arose with tirmness, un-
loosed my suspenders, and in voice not alto
gether steady, said: Miss Serena, think
will retire."


"Certainly, SIR" she quietly observed, 'you
will lodge there, SIR" incnng her beautiful
head towards bed standing few yards from
where she was sitting. proceeded to uncase;
entrenching myself behind chair the while,
fondly imagining the position afforded some Sc
curity. 1t is simply plain to a man in his
senses, that chair of the fashion of the one
had thrswn between myself and the enemy,
as military man would say, offered almost no
security at all. No more in fact, than stand
ing up behind ladder-nothing in the way of
the artillery of bright eyes, as a poet would
say, sweeping one down by patoons. Then
mad dead open space Of ten feet between me