The Shasta courier., 1859-01-08


Tommy-Now, Eddy, give me them marbles
you lost on the Ben-nes-kee Boy.
Eddy-Don't want to, mail whip me, des, if
div 'em away.
Tommy-Thats pretty way Of treatn
cove when lie won on the fight
Charley Coming up suddenly ly)-Dont you div
him the marbles, Eddy, it want fair fight
Ben-pee-kee Boy had sore leg. Eddy hangs
on to the marbles, while Tommy goes off to find
an umpire.)
Sambo-Cuf, whar's dem stakes?
Cutf-Dem stakes is safe sar Dar is a ques-
ton on dem stakes.
Sambo-Question, you common nigger! what's
de question? Glib me dem stakes.
Cnff-'Taint possible, sar. Doesn't you see
de telegraph report says dat Morrissy hit de Ben
icky Boy in de kidneys. You must go and see
my lawyer, sar.
ngelne-Mo l hare won the box of
gloves.
Mother-Why, what's the news, dear?
Evangeline-(Crossing her feet on an otto
man. why, see here in the papers Your
mans whipped. Benicia fell in the eleventh
round with hit in the breadbasket, and an ex-
aggerated "smeer." Now, mother, I've won
fairly-so give me the gloves"
Mother-You'n have to wait love; Bencia
Boy wasn't fairly beat. If he hadn't fractured
his hand in the first blow, he wonld have ami
hilated your pet, Morrissey. [Exit, Evangelne,
pouting
Rev. Mr.. Gentleace-Well-you see-your
mans whipped. Have you that surplus handy
Rev. Mr.. ambsheart-Whipped Yes, if
you call that whipping where man has a sore
laer ham nd all
ed in the-that is to say-kidneys.
Gentleface-lt don't matter, sir; did not bet
the new surplice on the abrased condition of
Benicia's leg, the impossible-to-b be-foreseen ac-
cident to his hand, or the possible punching of
his kidneys My man has received enough on
his face to satisfy you, it appears to me-
Lambsheart-Oh, yes; that's quite satsfacto-
ry. (Aside-I wish he had mashed his bloody
head in) Oh yes quite so. Bat you see that
sore leg.
Gentleface-very well, sir; if your religion
and you cloth entitle you to the privilege of re-
firing behind a sore leg to save your paying your
honest bets-(what does the Bible say on the
subject" owe no man anything, why sir,
you have that privilege walking off rapidly !;
Lambsheart speeding in another direction, one
surplce in
Doctor Q.-Well, Doc-fork-hand over
stump up"
Doctor T. Stump! forkl what do you
mean?
Q.-Benicia's bust up-tlat's what mean d?
Hand over that order.
Z.-But-but Benicia met with an accident;
he would have whipped Morrissey if he had not
hurt his hand.
Q.-I knew that that first blow would have
made a subject of my man, if he had been hit
But he wasn't.
Very melancholy. WE'LL l suppose |
must. (Hastily writing an order on Matthews
for three thousand dinner pills and a gross Of
worm lozenges.)
Shoulder Hitter-Mrs Squills, those stakes
Your mans smashed. Hand over
! Mrs. Squills-The demoraizing effects of
prize fights in general upon little children, and
editors in particular, is fearful. The man who
sets such an example to virtuous community
is just as guilty as though he done it his-self-
On these high moral grounds repudate-I
won't pay. | will not so far forget my mission
to society and myself, as to set such wicked
example. (Looks peaceful aud resigned)
Shoulder Hitter-You're a blasted thief
| (whack across the mouth Of somebody, and
shoulder-hitter retires with "a sort of holy calm
stealing over him N 7. News.
DEBr.-He was in debt. If youth but knew
the fatal misery they are entailng on them
selves the moment they accept n pecuniary
credit to which they not entitled, how they
would start in their career how pale they
would turn J how they would tremble and clasp
their hands in agony, at the precipice on which
they are disporting 1t hath small beginning
but giants in growth and strength When we
make the monster make our master, who
haunts US at all hours, and shakes his whip of
scorpions forever in sight. The slave has
no overseer so severe. Faustus, when he signed
the bond with blood, did not secure a doom
more terrfc.-D' Israeli, IN Henrietta Temple.
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DESPERATE WouND.-A hunter narrating his
hair-breadth escapes to an admiring audience
said
~ once had two balls lodged in my stomach
"Pistol balls p asked one
"No"
"Ah, musket balls, them
"No !" returned the narrator, " they were as
large my fistI"
why, yon don't mean to say they were cam
non balls !" exclaimed one of his hearers, with
distended eyes
No, they were not cannon balls"
Why, what were they then ?"
God fish balls !" returned the hunter.
TYPOGRAPHICAL ERRORS of our exchan-
ges says, " the ,cye crop at Gasconade county.
Mo, this year, is estimated at %, 900 gals" The
wine crop was referred to, bat % 900 gals will
make good crop of wives, notwithstanding.
The Hartford Times noticing the death of an
editor, says 'he was high-aiadsd gentleman.
ana pungent writer Perhaps he was a
stump speaker Of the high-winded school of ora
tory. loeofoco editor says :" the great De-
mOcracy are lrEsI Ike q ha,d of -