The Liverpool Standard and General Commercial Advertiser.
Liverpool, Merseyside, England, 1838-08-17 00:00:00

The Valparaiso pacers, to April 18, publish a decree of the
government of the Ecuador, containing certain regulations
for the entry of vessels into the ports of that republic. The
goods on board are to be immediately placed under seal by
custom-house officers. The manifest of the cargo in hulk is
to be delivered up at the first visit of the officers by the cap-
tain or supercargo, and must exhibit the number of packages,
bales, &c., with their various marks, and if not then ready,
six hours are to be allowed for its production. In the case of
non-fulfilment of this condition, the vessel will not be ad-
missible to entry, nor will the captain, supercargo, or any
other person, except in cases of sickness or damage to the
ship, be permitted to land. Besides which,• four or six
custom-house officers-will -be kept on board, in custody of,
and at the cost of, the vessel, at the rate of two dollars daily
to each, until the discharge of the cargo; no part of the
cargo, however, to be discharged, not even samples of the
merchandise, without express leave of the chief of the custom-
house, and at such times as the office shall be open only.
Forty-eight hours after a vessel shall cast anchor the con-
signees shall present a manifest in detail and in triplicate, in
case of no register or manifest in bulk having been brought,
after which the captain may apply for leave to unload. Some
other regulations are announced to prevent smuggling on the
coast by small vessels into which goods shall have been trans-
shipped, and with this view a ship of war was to be stationed
at Sono.

JOKE UPON A SOUTHERNER.—I shall never forget a joke
I passed off once upon a Southerner. I had been down to
Charleston, South Car., where brother Siah is located as a
lawyer, and drives a considerable business in that line.
Well, one day as I was walkin' along out of town, a-smokin'
of my cigar, who should I meet but a poor old nigger, with
a'most an almighty heavy load of pine-wood on his back, as
much as he could cleverly stagger onder. " Why, Sambo,"
said I, " whose slave be you ? You've got a considerable of
a heavy load there fur a man of your years." "Oh, massa,"
says he, "Gor Omighty bless you (and he laid down his load,
and puttin' one hand on his loins, and Pother on his thigh,
he tried to straighten himself up). I free man now. Ino
slave no more. I purchased my freedom from Gineral Crock-
odile, him that keeps public at Mud-creek. Oh, massa, but
him gineral took me in terrible, by gosh ! Says he, Pom-
pey,' says he, you one werry good nigger, werry faithful
nigger. I great opinion of you, .Pompey; I make a man of
you, you dam old tar-brush. I hope I may be skinned alive
with wild cats if I don't. How much money you save,
Pomp ?" Hunder dollars,' says I. Well,' says he, I will
sell you your freedom for that are little sum.' Oh, massa
gineral,' I said, ' I believe I lib and die wid you ; what old
man like me do now? lam too old for free man. Oh no,
massa, leab poor old Pomp to die among de niggers. I tend
young massa Gineral, and little missey Gineral, and teach
'em how to 'cow-skin de black villains.' Oh, you smart
man yet,' says he, quite sound, werry smart man, you airn
a great deal o' money ; I too great regard for you to keep
you slave any longer.' Well, he persuade me at last, and I
buy freedom, and now I starve. I hab no one to take care
of me now; 1 old and good for nothin'-1 wish old Pomp
very much dead ;" and he boohood out like a child. " Then
he sold you to yourself, did he ?" said I. " Yes, massa,"
said he, " and here de paper and de bill ob sale." " And he
told you you sound man yet?" "True, massa, ebbery word."
"'Tien," says 1, "come along with me;" and I toaded him
along into Siah's office. " Sy," says I, " here's a job for
you. Gineral Crockodile sold this poor .old nigger to him-
self, and warranted him sound wind and limb. He cheated
him, like a cantin' hypocritical sinner as be is, for he's foun-
dered in his right foot, and ringboned on the left. Sue him
on his warranty—there's some fun in it." " Fun," said Sy,
" I tell you it's a capital joke ;" and he jump'd up and
danced round his office a.-snappin' of his fingers, as if he wor
bit by a galley-nipper. How it will conflustrigate old Sim
Ileser, the judge, won't it? I'll bambousle him, befogify
his brain for him with warranties, general, special, and im-
plied, texts, notes, and commentaries. I'll lead hitn a dance
through civil law, and common law, and statute law; I'll
read old Latin, old French, and old English to him; I'll
make his head turn like a mill-stone; make him stare
like an owl atrying to read by dayligh►," and he larfed ready
to kill himself. Sure enough he did bother him; so agoin'
up from one court to another, that Crockodile was glad to
compound the matter to get clear of the joke, and paid old
Pomp his hundred dollars back again; that's a fact.—Sam
Slick.