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Born HORNS BAD.--The poor tailor, in
the following sketch from the New Orleans
Crescent, Jared no better on one horn of
the dilemma than the other.


"Will you pay me my bill, sir ~ said
tailor in Charles street, to waggish fellow
who had got into him about foot


DO you owe anybody anything, sir ~
asked the wag.


"No, sir,' said the tailor


"Then you can afford to waiti' and off
he walked


A day or two afterwards the tailor called
again. Our wag was not at his wits end
yet; SO turning to his creditor, he says;


" Are you in debt to anybodyp


"Yes sir,' said the tailor.


swell, why don't you pay"


"rve not the money"


"That's " just my case. am glad TO see
you can appreciate my condition; give us
your hand"