The Ripley advertiser. [volume] (Ripley, Miss.) 1843-1897, 1844-12-07

""a'" W ven h0ss nj Tho battle Of Mort
FONT, which took place in nbou, tire
weeks afterwards. most oileclualIy fruslra
tod the intention off government"
e, &C.
re- HE DYING SwAN.-Onco had an on
-, porlun''y, which rareIy occurs, of beinu
or WIN swan in his las, illness. AIlbouol
ch gave no credence to the ex,rayapant MOTTO,
which antiquity had entertained of melod,
:" from The mouth Of the dying swan, still
IL 'elt ANXIOUS to hear some plainiive sound O,
'b "'her, some soft reflection Of the voice.
!. winch might tend TO justify that notion in
I. small. small degree But vas disappointed
ms poor swan was great Gavoriic, and
u ''ad been the pride Of the lake time out of
i "'nd' Those who spend their lilo in The
country, and pay attention to the ordinar v
movements O: birds, will easily observe n
o"snge IN them whenever their health is on
inc dec''ne.-l perceived that the pIumspe
VI MIS- swan put on wea her. beaten an
pearance. and that the bird itself no LONGER
raised the feathers of his wings as he passed
through the water before. Judging thai,
ne was unwell, gave orders tina. he should
be supplied with bread and boiled potatoes
W these ne ate sparnsly, and in a day or
TWO ne changed his quarters, probably for
want Of sufficient shelter from the wind
Having found his way down to the stables.
nc got upon a small f,h pond there, out off
the reach OF the storms. From this time
he never Tended for food, bu, he continued
to take little While bread now and then
from my hand. A, las, he refused this and
then he left the ter for good and all, and
sat down OF. the margin of the pond, with
evident signs of near appra.chry death. lie
soon became two weak to support his lonq (
neck IN an upright position. lie nodded, I
and thtn tried to recover himself. and then II
nodded again, and again held up his head, Il,
I'LL at last, quite enfeebled and won out, a,
his head TELL gently on The grass, his wings Ipt
became expanded little or SO, and he died RI
whist was looking on. This was in the
afternoon, and | had every facility for
his departing hour, for was att NJ
ending the mason', some thirty yards from ha
he pond to which The swan had retired He th
ever even uttered his won'ed cry, nor so fr,
nnch as sound, TO in,licato what he Eel, ar
'ih'n.- Watertoa's ssays. tai
- ia.
POLITICAL CoURrsnr -"S'posia he aiat as
lected "'-To use favorite expression of an
no tacelious Sam Slick, we fairly "sn,cker. is
d right ont laughin'' whiIo reading the fru
l'"ic BIT Of political courtship in | a
ne ~ T. Me'cry. A week or ten days of
'nco, We nigh have hcstated about copy. He
e It, lest pcradvcnlurc some of our readers ret
light have got il into their noodles tina, we 90
l'ended to make political capital thereof; wo
ut now that the question is settled one way
another, now that "'hc hing is OUT" now
lat politicians have rested from their labors rem
I'VE to count their spoils, we think, with bo,
'e editors of the Baltimore Sun, that VIC lin
la'' run no risk Of overseeing the Consti. |, S
'''on, OF treadine upon the most fastidious had
e IN the universe, by affordlng our readers wifi
chance for the same hearty laugh into me-
t'ich we were betrayed, spite of the mul. con
lude of units, tens und thousands which On
g election returns are constantly whrling son
rough our inner man. Here's the ansc the
'ie:--N. q. Picayune. 10
Jonathan walks in, takes a seat, and thu
oks at Sukey. Sukey rakes up the fire, Mr.,
ows out the candle, and don't look at Jon q,
han. Jonathan bitches and wrigcles in ,
out 10 his chair, and Sukey sits perfectly 10,
u. AT length Jonathan mus,ers courage
ID speake,h: I,
"SewKeysn ann
"Well, jonathan Pre-
81 love you like pizen and swcctmeats. :" lett
"Dew tell" sen
'sll's fact and no mistake will bef
-now-will GU have me, Sewkey?' kne
"Jonathan Higgins, what am your poll ola
:ss' ia,
"I'm for Polk, straight -.
.WaIl, sir, you can walk right strai, hum, OOH
rs | won't have nobody that amt for Clay ma
that's fiat" 49,
"Thrce cheers for the smill boy Of The - .
She's" sung out Jonathan. "
"Thn,'s your sor,,' says Sukey. "When ,
all we be married, Jona,han?" 80,
"Soon's Clay's elected"
"Ahem! HEMP
"Whai's the matter, Sukey9'' 49,,
"Sposn' he aint elecied?' ~
Jonathan didn't 60 away ill next morn ,,o,
!, but whether he answered the last qucs-
n, this doponent knowo,h not J.,