Spirit of the age. [volume] (Raleigh, N.C.) 1849-1865, 1857-07-01

gates to re grand Minister of all re Rus
Sias, Plenipotentia-y, NJ. BOdisco--I am
BE minister.
There were many around the gates, with
in and without, and all this fuss created
quite a stir. The guard drew himself up,
and in a firm and pleasant manner replied,
off you were a free borI American citizen
of these United States of America, you
could not pass these gates in a carriage"
The crowd came very near giving three
cheers for the guard, but better manners
prevailed, and NJ. Bodisco stepped out of
his elegant e~quipage, and entered the side
gate with the sovereign people, his carriage
remaining outside until all the ceremonies
were over.
SNoRINa.-Old Hicks was an awful
snorer. He could be heard further than
a blacksmith's forge ; but his wife became
so accustomed to it that it soothed her to
repose. They were a very domestic cou-
ple-never slept apart for many years. At
length the old man was required to attend
court at some distance. The first night
his wife never slept a wink; she missed
the snoring. The next night passed away
In the same manner, without sleep. She
was getting in a very bad way, and proba.
bly, would have died had it not been fol
the ingenuity of the servant girl. She
took the coffee mill into her mistress cham
Der and ground her to sleep at once.
Jimicks says that when he was in love
he felt as if lie were being hung, and hac
q cat in his hat and a peck of humble bee
in his waistcoat. Jimicks knows thu
symptoms.
Juliana says that she felt-oh my a
if she were in a bower of moonbeams, sink
ing in a bath of effulgent honey beneath
blaze of balmy stars, to the tune of sloV
music.
CoURTINd IN RIGHT STYLE.-EGet out
you nasty puppy, let me alone or I'll te
your ma cried Sally to her lover Jake
who sat about ten feet from her, pullin
dirt from the chimney jam.
1 arn't techiDg you, SAL '~responde
Jake.
well perhaps then you don't intend
nuther, do you
mo, L don't.
Cause why, you're too tarnal SCARF
you long legged, pigeon toed, gantle knee
fool you, you hain't got a tarnal bit
sense-get along home with you
Now, Sal, l love yer, and you can't he
+. it, and if you don't let me stay and COZ
| you, my daddy will sue yourn for that CT
r he sold him luther day. By lingo, he SO
: he'd do it.
g well, look here, Jake, if you want
0 court me, you had better do it as a VIII
!, man does that thing-not set off there
s if you thought l was pizeu.'
How on earth is that, SalP
u why, sit right up here by my side,
hug and kiss me as if you had some OF
e, 'bone and sinner of a mar about you
to What do you suppose a woman's 0
it made to look at, you fool? No, they
- made to hug, to kiss, and SIGH like
-. well, says Jake, drawing a long bre
IF / must, l suppose then I must, for ]
love you, SAL and so Jake common
I'D sliding up to her, like a hog going to
Laying his arm gently on SAILS should
ieI we thought we could hear Sal say:
That's the way to do it, old boss, tn
acting like a white man orto.'
ms ooh Jaruselem, and pancakes {! excl'
uer ed Jake, If this amt better than any I
we kin pie ever marin made-crakey, b,
. IL wheat cakes and maple sugar aim
'a'S where along side of you. Sal, how l
our you : here their lips zane together,
tliu the report that followed was like pulli
CnaS horses foot out of the mire.