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| Pretty Good.--'l say, Monsieur Cobber. can
you apply an imperyious remnant from the der.
mold exterior of the feminine quadruped, over the
slight embrasure in my dilapidated under- stand.
ing, with such rhinoplastic accuracy, as to debar
the excessive permeability of this sudden dequcs.
cency ~
Guess you've got into the wrong shop, SIR OK
claimed the dumbfounded resuscitator of soles.-
sMay be you are a little out. The Insane Asy-
Ium is half a mile to the north, SIR


mo harm, friend-I merely asked if You could
patch this hole in my boot, as TO keep out the
splosh.'


why, sartn, sir, and that a little the neatcs,.
Thought you must have sprung a leak some
where.' "


That's from the crazy folks paper, the Asylum
Journal.


Buncombe talking to Buncom6e, 8.c.-The New
York Plebeian, of April lst, gives the following
explanation of the origin Of these phrases


"Bucombe county is in the extreme west Of
Carolina, among the Blueridge mou ntans. A few
years ago, raw county attorney came to Con-
gress from that region, and began a speech one
morning before the house assembled. Rising SOL
emnly sin his place., lie turned toward the color
ed man who was sweeping around the Speakers
chair. "Mr Speaker" said he. "render unto Cae.
sar the things that are Caesar and unto Mrs Cae.
sar the things that are hers for man are man
all over the world, and hog are hog. Sir. Pm
opposed to that thar bl-it's a transparency to
alternate the con-sty-tu-shy.on Mr.. Speaker,
G-dd-n you !" The negro dropped the broom
and started around the hall, and then at the ora.
tor; firmly persuaded that the man was crazy. he
| venrured to demonstrate. 81 tink fnassa's outer
order, 'pon de count dar's nobody here 'cept me
and Jim what's outsde.'' The orator raised his
head peremptorily-"sh--sh, niger, I'm talking
10 Buncombe ~


What can you do?-" What is your name %
said New Orleans merchant, to half-horse,
half-alligator sort Of fellow who applied to him
for employment.


"My name is Ichabod Wing when I'm at home, g
was the answer. ss


"Where was you born?'


8" was born o-where-but was picked out of
the Mississippi, floating down stream on a raft.s'
:. What can you do, if employ your st
al can whip twice my weight in wiid cats--
swim up Niagara Falls--twist rop6 with three
live rattlesnakes, and climb seven tfoes at once'