Thibodaux minerva. [volume] (Thibodaux, La.) 18??-1858, 1853-12-17

an OMNIBUS on rainy day, windows and door
closed, eight on side-limited, of course, tt
six-and among that number two women covered
with musks "Drivare ~ said a Frenchman
"let me come out of re dore I am suffocate
You ave vat you call one musty rat in re omze
bus! am no parapluie, mais prefare ze rain
| water to re mauyais smell !"
correspondent sends us an ssin Solent con
numdrum:" Why are equestrians, dairymen
bakers, tailors, neeele-women, negro Sailors and
youthful topers, fond of the Isle of Wighte Dc
you give it up? Because the first may have a
Ryde there; the second will find Cowes there
the third, Blight of 4lumen the fourth Needles
the fifth, Brading; the SIXTH Black Gang Chine
and the last, New Port.
An arch boy, belonging to one of the ships OF
war at Portsmouth, had purchased of one of his
playfellows a magpie, which he carried to his
| fathers house, and was at the door feeding it,
when gentleman in the neighborhood, who
had an impediment in his Speech coming up.
"T-T-T-Tom,' says the gentleman, "can
your mag-t-t-t-t-talk YETI" SAY, ay,''
says the boy, "better than you, or I'd wiring his
| head off,
The constantinfux of English visitors to Paris
has caused the language of our nation to be al
most as indispensable as French, but the Saxon
| 1daom Is sometimes little decomposed In a
printed list at cafe restaurant, in one of the
most frequented quarters, you read-ss AS the
waiter is responsive for all things, if broken it
will be charged in the bill at his Just price. -
And in more than one shop-window appears this
startling announcement -" The English spiked
| here!'
APoL1TE IST1MATIoN. is somewhat
remarkable for his grandiloouence of language
which renders his society an object to be sought
after by those who are inclined to make merry
| at the eccentricities of genius. "Spriggins, y
said one OF these, ''you are a FOOL s'Sir,"
said Sprlggins, with great dignity, ssI seldom
presume to extend gratutous advice to gentle
men; but permit me to observe, sir, that
relteratlon OF the sentiment you have Just ut
tered might not prove conducive to GONZALES
cent state of your personal individuality" Sprig-
gins was reused.
worthy citizen of Kentucky, sitting for the
first time at the great dinner-table of the Astor-
house Hotel, in New York, took up the bill of
fare. His eye caught up the names # it's to
him, unknown dishes r6hpe Tia namsfnde -
"Soupe la Creei BE Langue de Beuf piquee"
&c Pieds de Cochon a la Ste Menahould -
Pates de sanglier "-s' Patts la gelee de volai-
les Les cannelons de creme glacee" It
was too much for his simple heart. Laying
down the scarlet-bound volume in disgust, he
cried to the waiter -" I guess, shall 90 back
to first principles-give US some beans and
bacon!"
CoSTENTMENT.-Groan not so for the good
things of this life, because it happens to be the
fashion Fill not so your mind with golden
vision; long not SO intensely for those one or
two little things which you think, after ALL fate
might really accord you. Above all, be more
disposed to regard the wheelbarrow than the
coach and four, the table spread with bread and
cheese than the banquet board groaning with
its plate. If you sleep well, be happy! The
only things which are worth attention in this
world are those nearer at hand and if you have
clear mind, q small opinion Of yourself, and
good resolutions, you are as happy as prince,
ay, and as powerful, too!
There is great deal of poetry, and still more
OF truth, in the following:
God and the doctor, we alike adore
Just on the brink of danger, not before;
The danger passed, both alike req,ited;
God is forgotten and the doctor sighted!
WHAT IS A LETTER ?-This question is an
swered by poet, thus happily:
What is letter? Let affection tell -
tongue that speaks for those who absent dwell: |
A silent language uttered to the eye,
Which envious distance would in vain deny; |
Link to bind where circumstances part,
nerve OF feeling stretched from heart to heart,
FORMED to convey, like an electric chain,
The mystic fash,-the tightening Of the BRAIN
And thrill at onces through its remoest link,
The throb Of passions, BY drop Of ink
CoMIcAL.-
That you have made fool Of me
This first Of April I'll agree;
But, Mister Snooks, indeed fear
That you're fool throughout the year.
Somebody has sent us the following, it was
written in lady's hand, and with ink of the
most sanguine hue. We don't say that it was
ever in print before:-
casped her tiny hand in mine,
Iembraced her slender form,
vowed to shield her from the wind
And from the worlds cold storm.
She set her beauteous eyes on me,
The tears did gently flow,
And with her little lips she said,
bod blast you; let me go?"
One of the b'hoys sends the following tender
ines to his inamorata:
And when the reverend sire shall saw
Ny son, take thou this daughter!"
III answer him in fearful tone,
al shan't do nothin' shorterm
"Wm you my son, support and nourish |,
This flower give to thee?n l.
III give my white kid gloves flourish
And answer" Yes sr-ee?"