MANNERS IN MISSOURI.
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member elect Of the Legislature Of this State
was last year persuaded, by some ways Of his
|neighborhood that if he did not reach the State


house at ten o'clock on tire day Of assembly, he


could not be sworn, and would lose his seat.


He Immediately mounted with hunting frock


rifle and bowie knife, and spurred till he got to


the door Of the State house, where he hitched


his nag. crowd were in the chamber Of the


lower house on the ground floor, walking about
with hats on and smoking cigars. These he pass
ed, ran up stairs in the senate chamber, set his
rifle against the wall, and bawled, 'sStrangers,


Whars the man what sworns me in?' at the same
time taking out his credentials. "Walk this way,'


SAID the clerk. who was at the same moment
ignItng real Principe, and he was sworn with
out inquiry. When the teller came to count
noses, he found there was one Senator too many


presents the mistake was soon discovered, and


the huntsman was informed that he did not be-


long there. "Fool who with your corn breadr'
he roared. ''You cant funk this chile no how


you can fix it. I'm elected to this here Legisla-


ture, and Ill go agin all banks and eternal I'M


provements, and if there's any of you oratory
gentlemen wants to get skinned, Just saw the
word, and III light upon you like a nigger on a
woodchuck. My constituents sent me here, and


if you want to floor this tWo-legged animal, hop


on, jest as soon as you like; though I'm from the


back country I'm leetle smarter than ahv other


quadruped you can turn out of this Drove" After


this admirable harangue, he put his bowie knife


between his teeth and took up his rifle with
"Come, here old Suke, and stand by me!s' and
at the same time presenting it at the chairman,
who, however, had seen such people before.
After some exposulation the man was persuaded
that he belonged to the lower chamber, upon
which he sheathed his knife, flung his gun on
his shoulder, and with profound congee re


marked, gentlemen, beg your pardon. but If


didn't think that ar lower room was the groggerv,


may be shot."-Warrenton Nv. Co. Reporter