Houma Ceres. [volume] (Houma, Parish of Terrebonne, La.) 1855-18??, 1855-07-19

ent sWaSger, stepped IN, anu ha'i"S' WI"
with the ease and familiarity of an old
acquaintance. given us warm and hearty
shake of the hand, by way of welcoming
us, as he expressed ii, ''to this neck OF the
woods" monopolized our only chair, and
laid hold of our only file,' and made him.
self perfectly at home generally.
1t was not long before his eyes fell up
on an article of unusual interest, which,
Judging from the repeated twitchings of
the corners of his mouth, satisfied US that
he had met with the thing exactly 'suited
to his mind.' Such unusual concentra-
ton of thought begat of course cores
bonding absence of mind in regard to
things of minor Importance, and the result
was, innumerable pools of liquid tobacco
hpon our cypress carpet, each large enough
to float a common sized boat.
After things had remained in this wise
for some time, our friend, evidently struck
with grand idea, dropped his paper, and
placing both elbows upon the table, and
resting his chin upon both hands. cast up
on us such scrutinizing and significant
look as to keep us spell bound for time.
Finally our friend broke the charm by
which silence had bound us. by the fol-
lowing quaint inquiry-"When does the
consarn come Off" Presuming that he
inquired the day of our first issue, we i'm
parted the desired information. swell,
sir, ;" added he, "I've come to jine the
consarn!" "Very WELL" we answered,
(pleased with the idea OF having secured
another subscriber to our list. "your name
and post.office address, if you please?"
At this juncture, alas! our bright antici-
pations had 10 make way for the sombre
shades Of disappointment. We had gain.
no subscriber-we had evidently misun-
derstood our friend-he, being likewise
of the latter opinion himself, concluded to
be more explicit.
Friend" he vociferated, "I've rode
twenty.eight miles this very morning to
come up here Expressly tojine the "Know-
Nothings," and I've been told that you've
brought along the apparateses and SIGH
like consarns to gin us fellers through, !"
lat the same time giving significant
glance at the press in the corner.
"Now," continued he, g. | belongs to
the rale old Revolutionary stock, and no
mistake, and have been cultivatin' Of Un-
Gle Sans farm since | was boy. I'm
one of the rale Tarbonne grit, and will do
to tie to any day. Now, friend, providin'
you has no objections, s'pose you gin me
through right away
1t took considerable palavering to con.
vince our customer that he had evidently
been hoaxed by some of his waggish
friends-that the article which stood in
the corner, far from being an instrument
to gin Know.Nothings through with, was,
on the contrary, simply a printing press.
Our friend was incredulous, and would
heed none of our explanations, and it was
only after having assured him that we
were turriner, that he took his leave.
The last we saw or heard of our friend,
was his making straight coat tail down
street inquiring for natire.
o. Such of our readers as believe in
the encouragement of home industry, can
not do better than to leave their orders
with Asa S. Rose, of Thibodaux, who
stands highly recommended as Carriage
and Harness Maker. Mr.. RS work will