Thibodaux minerva. [volume] (Thibodaux, La.) 18??-1858, 1854-10-21

chords OF SOulfelt harmony which thrill the
bosom at the remembrance of the cherished
being who bore, nourished and instructed
our hayward infancy and childhood and
inspired our manhood with the noblest
principles of virtue and religion.
"'Oh, she my guardian and guide all the day.
And the angel who watched round my bed;
Her voice in amnrmur OF prayer died away
hes ings 10 rest on my he ID.
How ften my bosom with rapture doth glow
As think of my home andmy ire.
And the de trest of mothers who rocked long ago
In the old easy chair by the fre.'"
To SCATTER A MoB.-Much has been said
about the efficacy of water in scattering
mob But new element has been brought
into the political field late San Fran
cisco paper tells the following, which we
think rather outdoes the wa,er-cure2
operation:
Last Saturday. after the closing of the
polls in the Third Ward for little amuse-
ment while awaiting the result. few of the
boys got up a muss on their own account
This occurred almost under the staging
where some masons were at work. and the
fear was that the crowd would knock down
the scaffold and several hundred bricks
amusement one of the masons took his
trowel and poured down perfect stream of
mortar upon the bellgerent parties below.
Napoleon stormed the Sections there was
not such another scattering. "What
change was there. my countrymen ;"
Bloody faces turned white beneath the
plaster Fine coats all at once took upon
sh of
glossy as the skin of beaver when Just
emerging from his watery dressng-ro
assumed the appearance of a milers hat
Just after harvest. Mouths were plastered
up, eyes rendered dim and in word the
crowd was lathed, plastered, and decidedly
mortar-6ed. Lime is now established as an
antidote to rows at the poll
AN OLD SoAKER's LAST SPREE-A cores
pendent of the Troy Daily Times, writing
from Berkshire, Mass, and, remarking upon
the great change which has taken place in
that region, in consequence of the suppress
sion of the rum traffic, tells the following
good story of an old soaker who has since
reformed, and is now regular total alb
s,inence man. It's given in the old fellows
own words, as follows:
II once got little chance together, and
started of on regular bender. bought
small key with bung-hole in the middle of
it, so that it would be handy to drink from,
and had it filled with rum. After taking
few good swigs hid it in cooper shop,
under some shavings, and started for town.
Falling in with some acquaintance, we all
got gloriousIy drunk, and the spare change
of the party was soon all gone. Fuddled as
we all WERE we started for the cooper shop.
Arriving there, after having travelled over
much surplus ground, got hold OF. as
supposed, the keg of rum, but the bung
would not come out. Each one of US tugged
and pulled dug and chewed at it, but all in
vain. We separated in despair. | carried
it home for sober trial and what do you
think it was! Why, it was the head of an
old wooden beetle, with just enough of the
handle left to stick in its place. My rum
key was still in the silavings. and there let
it stay. That was my last spree"
JoNATHAN's HUNTING ExcuRs1oN-"Did
you ever hear of the scrape and uncle
Ezekiel had duckin' ont, on the old Connec-
ticut!" Asked Jonathan Timber,oes. while
amusing his old Dutch hostess, who had
agreed to entertain him under her roof for
and in consideration of a bran new milk-pa
No I never did-do tell it"
Well--you must know that and uncle
Zeke took It into our heads to go cunning
arter ducks, in fathers skiff so in we got
and skulIed down the river; proper sight
of ducks flew about tell We, and bime by
few of them lit down in the marsh, and
went to feeding on muscles. catched up
my peauder-horn TO prime, and it slipped
right ont Of my hand ant sunk to the bottom
of the river The water was amazingly
clear, and could see it on the bottom. Now
l couldn't swim iot. so seq to uncle Zeke.
you're pretty clever feller-jest let me
take your peauder-horn to PRIME and don't
you think the stingy critter wouldn't do it,
well, says !, you are pretty good diver
and if you'll dive and get it I'll give you
primin'' | thought he'd leave hir peauder-
horn. but be didn't but stuck it ia his pocket
and down he went-and there he staid."
Here the old lady opened her eyes with
wonder. and pause Of sometime ensued,
when Jonathan added
- looked down, and what do you think
the old critter was DOM ~
"'Lord," exclaimed the old lady, "fm sure
/ don't know"
There he was settin', right on the bot
tom Of the river, poarin' the peauLer oat my
horn into hizen."
CHOLERA CURED BY SsEEzING.-A most
remarkable cure of case of cholera. by
mistake, is related in late number of the
Gasette dss Hopuaur. A phisycian, Doctor
Roger, having beeu called upon to visit a
patient in the worst stage of the disease.
prescribed. but with scarcely the slightest
hope that ii would be efhcacions, an emetic
Of one gramms and half of ipecacuanha,
to be taken in three doses (prises) at inter-
walls of half an hour. The person who was
charged TO administer the ipecacuanha,
seeing the word prises. and finding that the
medicine was powder, imagined that it
was kind of snaR. and three prises meant
three pinehes: he conse uently made the
poor cholera pati-nt snuff il up through his
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