Litchfield enquirer., 1843-07-06

| street, at stated hours each day. Then the Commercial was worked by hand-presses at the rate of from two hundred to two hun dred and fifty copies per hour; no10, by the aid of steam and MT. Napier, our regular speed of press-work is thirty five hundred per hour, and we can push it to four thou sand.
 WORKING ONE's PAssAGE.-A good story is told in the last Concordia Q4a.) Intelligent cer of simple minded Hoosier and his ope- rations at Natchez. The fellow "came down'' on fiat boat, and anxious to get back at as ] cheap rate as possible, strolled on board one of the wharf-b boats at NatcheZ, bundle in his hand, and asked the owner when his boat would start for Louisville. Every one who knows any thing about wharf-boat, knows that it's fixture, as destitute of "go ahead' principles as crift log, but the Hooser was | ignorant even of this fact, and as the owner of the floating grocery was something of a quiz, he told him he should be off "very shortly" We give the rest of the story as ge find it:-
 "Well, captain, want to work my pas- sage.' All right was the reply, 'can you pump!' First rate,' answered the Hooser. Lay to- said S., here it is.' The poor fel-
 
 in dead earnest-he tugged unremttingly at the pump for a couple of hours, the sweat rolling in torrents from his hardy features when. happening to cast his eye around, he observed that the boat had no machine ry. 'Hallo! captain,' exclaimed the Hoosier, where's your bilerS-wheres your steam fixins!' s., in the meantime, had stepped ashore and collected a crowd to witness the joke. The poor fellows questions were an- swered by loud laugh. which told-'Pm picked up, stranger-but I'i bet can knock down and drag out any man that says I'm a fool !"'-N o. Picayune.
 JUNCTION OF THE RHINE AND THE DANUBE ca nal connecting those two great rivers ot Europe was nearly completed at the last accounts ltwas to have been opened for navigation in a few days to Nurem burg and shortly after, through it's whole extent, from the Danube to the Mayn.-N. Y. Erprese.
 Though the completion of this great work has been reserved for modern times, it's con- ception and commencement belong to an age and generation ten centuries distant. In 793 the Emperor Charlemagne formed the purpose of establishing a water communi- cation from one extremity of Europe to the other, by means of a canal which should unite the waters of the Rhine with those of the Danube. With this object an army of workmen was assembled, the Emperor him. self experimenting and directing their la- bors, and for several months the undertak- ing was most industriously prosecuted.- Bu: sickness breaking out among the labor CTS, and distant wars demanding Charle- mange's attention, the enterprise was aban- doned, only to be resumed after the lapse of more than a thousand years.
 AB. Eve. Journal
 VERY SINGULAR SToRy.-A respectable gentleman of this town says the Newport (N. H ) Argus, was riding on horseback du. ring the last week, when suddenly he per- ceiSed blood running ftom his mouth and nose upon his breast. Upon eXaminatio n his lips were found to be severely cut and his jaws minus several teeth. Some of his neghbors coming up search was made. and at some. distance back in the highway his teeth were found behind stone, the dirt a. bout being considerably disturbed. It is supposed that he fell from his horse in fit, but he has no recollection of the crcum- stance. and was riding leisurely along when he discovered the blood.
 THEY WERE PooR BoYs.-The two richest men in Philadelphia, Stephen Grard and Jacob Ridgeway, have died within few years. Peter Lorllard. ot New York, also millionaire, died few days ago., and John Jacob Astor the richest man alive at the present time in the United States, quite old and fec ble and wi the of nature. be speedily sum. moned to his last resting place on earth All these individuals accumulated millions, and all we believe, started in life with little or nothing, in pecuniary sense. They were the architects ot their own for tunes-Phuad. Saturday Courier.
 THE WINE GLASS.
 Who hath woe Who sorrow7