Litchfield enquirer., 1844-11-28
A FRIENDLY VISIT.


In the little town Of Dover, which is situated ON
the Cumberland river, in Middle Tennessee, there
lived some years ago says the Picayune, an eccen-
trio and incorporate old bachelor, by the name Of
| Kingston. On one occasion when prostraaed ON
his bed by excess, and suffering acutely from those
sent for one Of his old boon companions to come
| and visit him. Shyract, for that was the others
name, came duly to KingstOn's room.
"What's the matter Kingston ="
"ShTyrack, shut the door,"
Yes, my dear tellow?'
slack it,"
"Eh"
"Lock the door"
"Certanly, my dear boy"
"ShTyrack. rm going to kill myself"
|" My dear fellow, let me entreat you not to do
"Iwili,"
"No, no-obligc me and don't"
"Must do it."
"Don't-it'll be the death of youy'
Shryrack was quite cool and j cose, little dream.
ing that 90 terrible an event was actually going to
take place.
Kingston had. as the lest eccentric act Of his
life, taken q chsel and mallet 10 bed with him,
and now with desperate resolve, he seized the
extraordinary tools Of death, and in an instant
drove the blade Of the chisel into his brest!
The hair rose upon Shryrack's head, and fright
spread like q sheet ofsnow over his face.
Kingston! kingstOR! my dear fellow--you
DID rascal, Kingston do you want to have me
hung: Hold on! don't you die till call some-
body!
Shryrack run to the door, and called like mad
man to some people across the street.
"Hallo! here! say, you Mister! all you stupid
people, make haste over here, or therell be muir.
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The people crowded into Kingston's house.
"Dont die, Kingston! Don't elise! me that way!
Don't die till you tell them who did it."
W did IL mVaelfn said Kinwsfon ...
"Then, thatll do; now my dear fellow, you
may die" replied Shryrack, taking long breath
and wiping the perspiration from his forehead.
And Kingston did die. in that extraordinary
manner, leaving his fate to be recorded as suicide
that was almost murder.
Political Coswfship.-The following little story
which belongs to the N Y. Mercury, is decidedly
one ofthe best things produced during the late cam.
have concluded their iabors with the Presidential
contest, we think We shall run risk of overset.
ting the Constitution, or treading upon the most
fastidious toe in the universe by afordng our rea.
ders chance for the same hearty laugh into which
we were betrayed spite Of the multitude Of units.
tens and thousands, which the election returns are
constantly whirling through our inner man. Here's
the anecdotes
Jonathan walks in, takes seat, and looks at
Sukey. Sukey rakes up the FIRE, blows out the
candle, and don't look at Jonathan. Jonathan
IiNOitcc WTtkktcS uuuut Az AS CUhltO anu Sukey
sits perfectly still. AT length Jonathan nusters
courage and speaketh:
Sukeyl
Well, Jonathan.
love you like pizeu and Sweetmeats.
Dew tell.
Its q fact, and no Observation-Disclosures.
will you have me, Sukey
Jonathan Higgins, what am your politicsi
Pm for Polk, straight.
Wall, sir, You can walk right strait hum, COS I
won't have nobody that amt for Clay--thats fat.
Three cheers for the " mill boy Of the slashes,"
sung out Jonathan.
That's your sort, says Sukey. When shall we be
married. Jonathan = ~ nd
Soon's Clay elected.
Ahem, A-a.hem.
+, What's the matter, Sukeyi @
Sposn' he amt electedl t'.-
Jonathan did not 60 away till next morning, but
whether he answered the last question, this depo.
nent knoweth not
A Head for PhrcaolOgists.--A Pttsburg paper
gives the following description Of very remarkable
head, appertaining to ga short thick.set man''
"He has a pleasant countenance, long smooth
hair, except the top Of his head tchich d shghhy
bald. and clad IN a grey Jrock-eoat"