Southern shield., 1855-01-06

Sentod themselves to Jne SOVefHlSn peO- pie for inspection; Know Nothing man on a native .jackass, cap of liberty on his head, and his pantaloons made of the American flag with the stripes run hing the wrong way. Independents candidate, who wants the Irish vote and Dutch suffrages, entered borne on a mortar hod, barefooted, with a shille- lah in one hand, whisky bottle in the other, Dutch pipe in his mouth, and a small barrel of beer strapped to his back. Cold water man stood on a hy- drant with the water turned on, and his pocket full of icicles. Whisky man brought in drunk on cart by admi- ring friends, who besought the crowd to do as he did, go 1t blind. Special deputy who wanted to be appointed po- liceman, was very active, he arrested an apple woman, knocked down a crip- pie, kicked little boy, looked the oth- CT way while his constituents were pick ing pockets, and took a little match girl up an alley and spanked her sound ly for presuming to show herself in the street without shoes or stockings motto on his hat, ".Sic atur ad astr0," " Go it or you'll never be star.
 Irish woman, with a bag of potatoes on her head came up to vote-she said Dennis was sick, (drunk) but as MT. Hoggs had paid for his vote, she had brought it herself, in order that it might not be lost. She was with difficulty choked off by the heroic aspirant to the civic star. Whisky men began to fall behind, messenger sent to Wards Is land, and one to Blackwell's ditto, for aid. Fresh caught Irishman came up been but fifteen minutes off the ship "Pauper's Refuge,' but was brought up by the bullies to vote for whiskey man-challenged him-he swore he was twenty-seven years old, had al- ways lived in this countrv-ten years in Maine-eleven in South Carolina eight in Maryland, and the last nine years of his life he had spent in this city. Said he was full -blooded Amer ican: that his father was New Hamp- shire farmer and his mother a Mohawk squaw: that they had separated three years before he was born, and had neV- CT seen each other since. Inspector, who was a friend of the whisky man, received his ballot. (Pad- dy had slipped in two others with his left hand, while his right was on the book taking the oath. ) His kindfriends took him by turns into eighteen differ ent wards, in every one of which he deposited whisky vote, and swore il in; after the polls were closed and he couldn't vote any more, they sent hin to the station house for being "drunA and disorderly" Elated with then success in this instance, tic b'hoys now brought up a newly imported Dutch man, who could only grin idiotically and say "Yaw." Inspector asks "Are you voter?" "Yaw." ''ArC you twenty-one years old?" "Yaw.' "Do you live in the city?" Claw Here one of Nogg's friends culpably interposed, evidently with the desire ot ridiculing the august proceedings, anC asked: "Have you got thirty-onC wives, ,"-another man asked if had hi; hat full of sour krout-and a third wa, anxious to be informed if he could stand on his head and smoke a pipe and balance potato kettle on his heels; to all of which he placidly re- sponded: "Yaw." Inspector hurried to the rescue, and put the test question: "Do you vote for Hoggs?" and receiv- ing the same complacent "Yaw," he took his vote, and showed him aside. ~-OOO-~~~~~-~~~~~O~-O
 SPIRIT OF THE ELECTIoN.-In the Albany Register we find the following 'Confab' as happily illustrating the po- sition of the various candidates fol Governor of New York:
 A party of four men met in Broad way, about 4 o'clock, yesterday morn ing, when the following confab ensued
 'Hello.n
 Hello back agin.'
 Who'd you vote for?'
 'Clyron H. Mark, and be hanged to you,-Who'd you go for?'
 'Soratio Heymour, the hop growers favoritell'
 T didn't vote for neither of 'em.'
 Who did you cast your illainanable suferins for?'
 For Breene c. Bronson, and haro times!
 You were all fools, I say.'
 'You do?'
 'Yaas, I do.'
 'Why?'
 'Becase you all voted wrong-that's all.'
 'Wrong?'
 Yes, aOrOng.'
 Who did you vote for, Mr. Wise man?'
 I voted the Hindoo Pagan Asiatic Hail Columbia Ticket myself. IvoteG