The southern press. [volume] (Washington [D.C.]) 1850-1852, 1850-09-16

Mn. BIM's DTreULrY.What's got into
this shirt Mrs BIN ~ asked Mr.. BIN, as he
struggled and strove with desperate attempt
to encase himself in clean shirt that Mrs. BIN
had laid on for him the night previous. "What
has got into it II don't know" said she,
yawning, "what's in it unless it is YOURSELF
She had hardly got her eyes open, it was so
early in the morning; she had IN fact, been
awakenedfrom her slumber by Mr.. Bins anx.
ous questions as to what there was in bis shirt.
1t was queer question for respectable lady
of forty to hear at so solemn an hour in the
morning ms four o'clock, and she didn't half
comprehend it but when she became fully con-
scious she SMILED as she turned the question
over her mind, and then she turned herself
over, and looked at BIS operations, dimly re-
vealed by sickly, consumptive looking lamp.
! Mr.. BIN was going to Albany that morning
| by the first train, and the night previous Mrs
BIN had carefully laid out the Aforesaid garment
for him to put on, for the journey. Everything
had been got ready over night fol an early start
boots were BACKED, shaving had been per-
fotmed the yalise packed, and the shirt wonld
most undoubtedly have been donned then with
the other preparations, had not he feared of
rumpling it during sleep. AT four O'Clock he had
awaked, and fairly got on his pants in his haste,
before he recollected the shirt. x6N bs
He had that strange woolly feeling about the
eyes, which one experiences before the morning
additions are performed, and everything was
seen through cloudy medium, which was not
\ relieved BY the lamp most dismally burning
4 Under this disadvantage Mr.. ID. sought the gar
/, ment where it had rested the night previous.
! All right land now in great hurry he sezes
i upon il; thrusls his head within its folds !;
pushes desperately for the arms, and gets it on
somehow. aBlamc the thingm muttered he 10
himself, at first gently, and then louder s1where
is the buttons :" and he fumbled away desper-
ately in the dark and then, "what has got into
this shirt" closed the string Of ejaculation, and
Mrs. b. answering in manner and form as above
turned over ~There isn't any stffening in this
dickey,' growled he, 'and the buttons are all on
the wrong side can't make head nor tail of it.
/ Here he gave another plunge through the cot
] ton. 1T seems as if the Old One himself was
4 it. 4 shouldn't be surprised said Mrs. B.
rising on her elbow. 1t couldn't have been that
she wished to convey the idea that she thought
4 her spouse that veritable being whom all good
4 beings hold in such holy horror; but she wished
to say something, and this was an acquiscent re-
Spouse to the suggestion of Mr.. b. Sympathy
goes far in soothing trouble.
i His face was red and steamy He, in fancy
heard the car bell ringing in the passengers, and
he heard the shrill notes of the engine, as 1t
gaily travelled over the ground, whistling like a
ploughman, proverbialy whistlers; and he saw
expecting correspondents turn away from the
1 depot, cursing his delinquency, and here he was
a hundred miles away, dancing about his cham
Der with doubtful probability of his getting his
shirt on
3Bring the light" said Mrs. b., sand let me
look at it." Mr.. b. did ns she desired He
strove no longer his master spirit has strove
against the wave Of adversely, and it had over
, whelmed him and humbly he obeycd, child like
that simple direction, to bring the light. TWAS
misnomer by the way, for never was baptism.
al appeation more inaptly bestowed, that strug-
gled there for existence, light
He brought himself and light before his then
in truth, hepmate. 'Why, for Heavens sake r
(Mr. b. didn't exactly see the relevancy Of the
ejaculation,) "for Heavens sake, Mr., BIN! why
you've got your shirt on bottom side upw
4 The truth flashed upon him at once that such
must be the fact and he straightway proceeded
. to remedy the difficulty. This was speedily
T done, and he arrived at the cars just in season
E The whole journey he was thinking about il
!, and thanking his lucky stars that he had wifi
u to consult in trouble. gs
! THE ARRIVAL or THE COMMISSIONER FROM
THE SUBLIME PoRTE-The United States shiI
|, Erie. Lieut.. Commanding, VIM. ID. Porter. has
arrived at this port A Commissioner from the
! Sublime Porte and his suite, John p. Brown
esq, Secretary, lnterpre' er OF our Legation a.
CONSTITUENCIES with his family ana mos. ~
3 Carr, OF lhls ''i'y, are passenses, ~,
The arrival OF hmuln bey, tle 1urh!sh en-,
yoy win be hailed by our citizens with The
greatest interest He is charged by the Sultan
with the general lnvestiga1lon into our resource
military, naval, mailuiaclurihg ana agricultural
( Upon his report VIII depend the opening Oh per-
manent dlpiomatlc reiat,ohs win our country
as well as commercial arrangements Oh the
greatest advantage 10 our manuiacturlng com
munlty. The vast trade OF the East, Which i
! every day growing more important, mas peer
controlled by England III mas Deen iostered py
that far-slgllted country with the most sedu'
ious care, SO as 10 nave established almost
r complete monopoly. VI late years the 1reeE
merchants, by agencies extensively ramiiled' ano
by gaining to their interest ana almost com
plete control, manufactures IN England havt
wrested from the English houses IN Constant
nople larger snare OF tneir business ana tnel