The Grand Haven news. [volume] (Grand Haven, Mich.) 1858-18??, 1859-05-18

'1certain old gentleman who rejoioes in
TO name Of Steve AIant, or ssOh Steye''
n> he IS bcst known 10 the residents ofhis
lFn; a man better skilled in bear-hunt-
y than IN books. He can tell won
= f{ni tale Of hair-breadth escapes from
wild DEMONS Of the forests, better
: 1p he can make speech in the halls Of
~ State Capitol. Yet once old Steve
! presented his town in the State Legis-
a kuro. ~ y
His remarks for s'the honor conferred
! tho town-meeting were said 10 be won
xfrful, aud without doubt they were as
vaginal as his career as a legislator was
I|iant.
We'll, the first Of June saw Steve en-
Rfe for Concord, dressed in his best
sjit Of home-spun. In due time he arri-
a there, and ''put up" at private
Yelling, instead Of hotel, because he
c4old save copper,
The next morning Steve was up bright
eU early, and as soon as be had finished
n breakfast, he set out for the State
beuse 10 egreat taking" for fear that
b would be too late, and that they
e&od begin before he could get there.
Although ! stranger in the city he dis
dfned to enquire the way ; so after wan
d3ing about for some time bis eye at last
rfsted upon what he supposed to be the
bidding in question. Sohe boldly walk
e4 in and seeing man at desk bnsily
elkaged in writing, he accosted him thus;
Fine morning, stranger"
r Yes was the response.
~ Say mister, l have leetle business
sth you," in tone slightly riled at the
h>onic response.
8 p Well, what IS itl" said the clerk,Iay-
ns down his pen.
Y Sir, It's this. suppose that / am
efitled to a seat in this ere building, and
I Fould like for you TO show me the way
toINhere the rest Of them are" Z
uWhat do you take this to be ~ ask
edthe clerk, a smile playing round bis
nluth.
The State House, 10 be sure"
n The State Housel i fear you are
sl3htly mistaken, nay friend. This is
q ( State Prison. r
pld Steve gave one look in the face Of
n clerk to make sure he was not joking,
&sszI lInetrned from the room tothsstreet
4 a aavo the first person be met q dime
5w HIN klc State HOUSE
'ttsiiss .se fie Iesutht<:'to D. = l... $3.50
not 20 tell Of his mistake; but It was too
late. II had spread far and wide; and
toeap all be was put on the committee
on the State Prison, as twas observed
that he was we'll acquainted with that in
stilution.
The next year old Steve returned to
private life; his constituents thinking it
best to dispense with his distinguished
services.
If man wants to be knocked down,
let him inquire of old Steve how he likes
Boston Olive Braeh.
=" Since the days of Gideon, at least
if not before-the world has had re-
peated evidence Of the fallacy of trust in
mere numbers. A single Inference has
often proved like the blast of a trumpet,
which carried dismay into marshalled
ranks. A thousand have been waiting
the word Of one, to catch its tones and
its echoes. If the word has
been the right one, it has proved, pehaps,
more than half the battle"
We CoULDN'T THINK OF SUCH A
THING.-An Indiana poetess, Babe
Bclr by name, published in the Jasper
Courier poem called "Hold Hcr Down."
We give the third verse:
What if il was but one misdeed,
One step, viii to another lead
Hold her, down
"Pass by her N the other side"
Stone her with reproach and pride;
Is she slipping? let her slide
Hold her down!
We might "let her slide," but that is
as far as we could go, positively. You
must excuse us, Babe.
Louisville Courier.
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