. Wit, humor and pathos . ns. Imsorry for it, for he appears to take quite an interestin our great scheme. I dont think Mr. Wise does. 232 He spends all his time wiping out his gun and hunt-ing around for Mr. Donaldson. FOURTH DESPATCH. 12 oclock post-mortem.—England in sight. Wecan tell it by the fog. We shall return in about aweek. Mr. Donaldson says he shall take this same gasback to America and exchange it for Congressionalgas from the House of Reprehensibles, which he pro-poses to put in a solid cast-iron balloon to be pro-pelled by a canal-boat. This is one of Mr. Wisestheories. It is gr
. Wit, humor and pathos . ns. Imsorry for it, for he appears to take quite an interestin our great scheme. I dont think Mr. Wise does. 232 He spends all his time wiping out his gun and hunt-ing around for Mr. Donaldson. FOURTH DESPATCH. 12 oclock post-mortem.—England in sight. Wecan tell it by the fog. We shall return in about aweek. Mr. Donaldson says he shall take this same gasback to America and exchange it for Congressionalgas from the House of Reprehensibles, which he pro-poses to put in a solid cast-iron balloon to be pro-pelled by a canal-boat. This is one of Mr. Wisestheories. It is growing very cold here. My hands arefrozen. Send me some money ($) by the , borrow a Testament from some of the dailynewspapers in New York, if they have one, and sendit along. We shall stop with Mr. Windsor, of WindsorsPalace, to-morrow night—latitude west 128 Troy weight,and longitude north from Pittsburgh, 4, 11, 44. TheDaily Bugle comes regularly. Adieu! Warmly yours, Eli Perkins, Airiant. THE SHREWD MR. STOUT. Mr. Andrew V. Stout, the Pres-ident of the Shoe and Leather Bank,is a- shrewd man—not, as Joey Bag-stock would say, a devlish slyman, but a keen, shrewd financierand business man. A few mornings since, when was coming down in theBroadway, cars, he sat in such con-fidential proximity to a sympathiz-ing pickpocket that the latter wastempted into the acceptance of Mr. Stouts pocket-book, containing valuable papers and $150 in green-backs. Then the pickpocket said good morning toMr. Stout, and left. On arriving at the bank, discovered his loss. He was astonished that he,a shrewd old New Yorker, should have his pocketpicked. Pshaw! he said to his secretary, no man couldever pick my pocket, I am too smart for that. No, should just like to see any one pick my pocket, Ishould! Then Mr. Stouts lip curled in contemptuous scornat the bare idea of such a silly improbability. 234 But the pocket-book, with the money and valuablepapers,
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