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Uncle Jetlery walked into the room as stately as the talest grenadier in the ser- vice of Frederick the Great, dragging af- ter him bundle of white satin and white lace and French blonde and white kid gloves and orange blossoms, and it really was astonishing to see how many dozens of yards they had managed to tie up toge,h- CT.

 'Is it you, uncle Jelfery ? shouted Mrs. Pokenham, of course not at all expecting an answer.

 Yes, have brought you myselfan my better half.'

 'What do you mean, uncle Jeffery?'

 You need not speak so loud, said uncle Jef1ery.

 True, true,' said Mrs. Pokenham. T had forgot that you are not at all hard of hearng.'

 am not said uncle Jeffery. .,.

 Mrs. Pokcnham started in spite of her. self

 II always told you that was not deaf.'

 'You did, of course you did,

 But you never believed rne.'

 o yes, that am sure did, shouted Mrs. Pokenham.

 Speak in q whisper as you used to do. Can't you tell each other what fool, and a dolt, and what piece ofugliness, is cross and deaf old uncle Jeff

 %, uncle, and can you really hear ?

 'Ay. pin fall to the ground I always had excellen, hearing,' Yes, uncle, know you had.'

 But you don't believe it,

 o certainly, certainly

 Well, if some people are hard of hear-' ing, others are hard of belief. Perhaps you won't believe nc when tell you l am married.'

 Married and to whom?'

 Uncle Jefery lifted up the veil of the bundle of white satin and pumps and vani- ties, aud introduced Mrs. JeAery' Fanny Carr! exclaimed the whole congregation.

 'Wretch of man. ? exclaimed Mrs. Po- kenham. Is it thus you come to wound our feeings2'

 And to make you what hopo you will consider handsome present.

 How liberal how kind! exclaimed Mrs. Pokenham, her hopes reviving.

 Yes, indeed, have brought you my ear-horn tied with white riband, ,and hope you will keep it hung up here in rhe draw. ing room to remind you of cross, deaf, oIdt uncle Jen.'

 Real Spunk.-Late on Wednesday afternoon, two ladies in the lower part of the town, who were on their way to attend the regular public weekly mseng of the Washingtonans saw drunken sailor in the to feminine reserve, and pass by the other side should they, disregarding all appearances. and considering nothing but the probability of saving a fellow creature perhaps for ever, take him at hy the hand and put him in the way of salvation They resolved upon the latter and each taking arm, and supporting him by main strength they carried him nearly half a mile, persuading him as they went, to Washington Hall, went into the full meeting with him, and procured hIs signature to the pledge Judg- ing from % other experience there E every reason to degrading habts.-SaleH Gaeetke