The Plymouth pilot. (Plymouth, Marshall County, Ind.) 1851-1852, 1851-05-21
From the N. Y Spirit ofthe Times.
He had the DOcumentS.--Pica
Kendall i'm a Tight Place.

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tinguished philosopher, and hence we
have always looked upon betting: upon
uncertainties. rather risky. and betting
upon certainties-rather a mean way ol
raising the wind.
But people will bet. do bet, and have
betted, from the days of laying the corner
stones of the Pyramids. to the time-yes.
terday-that a country Jake bet 'oul
Jeemes' two cents that he couldn't spell
pot, without sayiug tea pot; Jeems very
onthwartingly-as Aunt Partington OBJ
served-baited he could, and he couldn'
so in course, the two entire cents were
good as lost.
A dozen fractious gentlemen, once up
on time, not long ago, LP. S.--reader
don't be alarmed, we amt going to des-
cribe any mysterious horseman or horse
men, sun set in autumn, or splenderifer-
Gus gondalas gliding up the Rhire,l in
the smoking room of the fremont House
were cracking jokes, and saying over fun
ny things, to kill time, and amuse them
selves generally, and somebody said some
thing about very considerable sell "a
corn had submitted to, once upon time
when the vast and interminable stock of
certain old and we'll known dealer in
second hand matter and things, was bcttcd
to contain everything and the rest of man.
ufacturers--extant.
Bet five dollars said acorn, 'he amt
got second hand pulpit?' George Rob-
erts took the bet--they went to the old
mans Ark, aud the pulpit was about the
first thing they saw.
Acorn acknowledged the corn, and
observed, upon the present occasion,
Wouldn't catch me with that load of
poles again.
Boys says the Ex-Santa Fe prisoner,
your curiosity shop man may be all very
we'll in his way. bnt I'll bet the sham for
this interesting party, that I'll stick the
old rooster
Some of the gentlemen present, who
carried the necessary heights, guessed
not and finally, knowing their man,
took George up.
Dead open and Shut said George;
Boys. you're stuck--order John Ohm
stead to have the basket opened--the bot
ties in the coolers
'Oh! stop. old Sanity interrupted the
crowd-'don't be so cooked sure-keep
your power dry. What do you bet that
old-has not got?' Saddles says
George want to buy thirty second
hand saddles and holstersp
The boys kind of felt shaky-saddles
and holsters in a Bay State secondhand
shop pas a doubtful matter, and so
George, the Elk Santa Fe, and two of the
party. started for Congress str eet, and
the curiosity shop.
How do you know l havn't?" says the
man of ahe Ark.
Have you got thirty second d-hand dra-
goon's saddles and holsters?' says Ex-San-
ia Fe, with confidence--and his friends
without speck of it.
walk right up stairs-I've got 'em.'
echoes the old man, and up stairs they
went-the saddles and fixins were thar
A few weeks previous there had been
sale of condemned harness, u. S. sad
dies, &c. the old furniture man bought
them up for a song-'never expecting
any Id fool would ever ask for 'em
however, he observed to the boys
Ex-Santa Fe paid his bill at the Ire
mont. and sailed right of for Europe,
and hain't shown himself in this bot
tom since.
Mr.. Goodrich, we'll known as Peter
Farley, has received the appointment of
Consnl to Paris.
Vegetation this Spring in the Connec-
ticut River valley, is said to be more ad-
vanced than was ever before known,
Simeon Souther. wealthy citizen OF
Hanover county, Virginia, has been sen.
fenced to the penitentiary for five years