The daily comet. [volume] (Baton Rouge, La.) 1850-1856, 1854-08-19

SIR WILLIAM DON IN HIS SArR1
SLEEVES !-Sir William Don wa.
bissed at Pittsburg, some nights ago
foI having declined to take: his meal:
at the table of the hotel, in company
with the rest of the guests Alter
several demonstrations of displeasure
on the part Of the "sovereigns,'. Sir
William wss| permitted to make an ex-
PLANTATION:
HE stated that he had been in the
United States nearly four years, and
never before did he receive mark Of
d appreciation from an audience.
He heard be was charged with being
an aristocrat, and the fact that he had
taken his meals in his own rooms was
cited against him. If any felt hurt by
that eouree he let sorry for il, but the
fact was. that the weather was warm
and not wishing to appear at the table
in bis shirt sleeves, he took some po-
tatoes and cold mutton chops in his
room. VT ere he could dress as he pleas
ed. If there is anything aristocratic
in a man sitting in his own room, eat
ing mutton and potatoes with his SHIRT
sleeves rolled up, he couldn't see
it, and he was panied 10 think that it
bad given offence to Others. He
tanked the audience for their kindness
in hearing him, and hoped the play
would now be permitted to proceed
without further interruption"
Willis.-With the editor of the
New York Post, we have read, with
deep emotion, the valedictory letter
of Willis, from Idlewild, his beautiful
home, on the banks of the Hudson
river. Death, after all. with all the
gliding from the sunlight beyond, is
dark cloud to pass through; and the
last parting with those who have done
much to brighten this side of the
mysterious valley for us, as they step
down into its shadows, is not easy
Willis is one of the most fascinating
writer's of the English language-aud
who, to-day, will remember anything
Of his productions but their excel
lence? The letter will moisten eyes
in widel y-scattered homes where the
face and form of the author are I'M
known, but where his writings have
beguiled many an hour of its weari-
ness, it is like the loved music of |
long familiar harp, whose cords we
know are breaking.
But we hope there is less reason
than is feared for this melancholy fore
boding, and that there may be yet
years in store for the enjoyment of our
friend, and through him of those who
love to read him.-Itmes
REMARKABLE HYsTERIA.-Dr. An
dew Wood communicates TO The
medico-chi'urgical society, that about
a fortnight ago, in a public institution
for the education OF girls, one of tie
inmates was seized with peculiar
'pasmodic cough, coming on in par
oxysms every half hour or twenty
minutes, and for some time he was at
4 loss; but other Of The girls becom-
ng affected, reminded him Of a SINH
ar case elsewhere, when about doz-
N were affected, making sound.
when coughing, like the cry of tur-
Key ock. Removal home seemed to
;heck the complaint-that is, to sep
'rate houses, an opiate usually com
,|eting the cure. In violent case,
;hlorororm was used to advantage.
Mock MoDEsTy.-The young lady
Who let down the widow curtain to
Keep the man in the moon from seeing
Ter in her night clothes, has been
t church with hole in her stocking
When the Hindoo priest is about
o baptize an infant, he utters the fall
owing beautiful sentiment :-"Inttle 9