The south-western. [volume] (Shreveport, La.) 1852-1870, 1859-03-23

Burns" Burns, eh! don't like 'em at all
Never had but one. Burnt my leg once, very
bad burn, all the skin peeled off, Sallie means
Robert Burns, the Bard of Scotland, !" explained
Bette with ill-concealed vexation, ''Who old
Bob? 0, yes, Bob's fine writer, very, don'r
understand him though, coudn't'read him if !
did-don't like his slang" "That Bill Shaks-
peare's right good writer, amt he? Writes
capital plays sometimes (Which do you like
best, Mr.. Smith," 80, Robin Roughhead by
all means! splendid thingP'
''When do you expect to settle, Mr.. Smith"
enquired Bette, giving the conversation another
sudden turn.
''Next summer Shall look about then for
somebody to take home with me- Wouldn't
you like to go?" and the young man winked
furiously at Betty, who blushed quite as furi-
ously as she replied, I would not go under any
consideraton!'' Sorry was his brief reply as
he heayed sigh and rose to depart. "Must
go now, guess your old mothers waiting for
me-told me not to stay late. Well, Miss
Bette, when are you coming home?" ''To-
morrow afternoon" sung out Sallie, making a
horrid ugly face at Mr.. Smith "Guess III
get along pretty well till you and the old man
come home" "Mr Smith, " exclaimed SalIie
seeing Bettie's eyes flash at the disrespectful
mention of her parent 81 have been so agree
ably edited by your flowing descriptions of
the ''far, far west,' and life, that I hope TO
have the pleasure Of cultivating your acquain-
tance." 20, yes, fine girl coming to see you
soon. Where do you hang out?" 81 thank
you sir, replied Salie with pretended asperity
Il don't happen to hang out anywhere, l re-
side on this street however" "Eh! beg your
pardon; put my foot into it then, no mistake"
and Mr., Smith bidding US good night took his
departure.
Once more in our room, and sallie said,
eHow do you fancy him, BettieP' "Not at
all the ignoramus! l wish him at Houston l
am surprised at father, inviting him to our
house! He puzzles me exceedingly" ''Who
Bette" why Mr.. Smith Isometimes think
I've seen somebody like him, in either manner,
features or expression. I can't tell which, for
as soon as try to locate him, lose the ressfa-
bance entirely" "But, Bette, you don't re-
ally think him at all Verdant do you?" asked.
"Green as a patch Of spring tulnips!' was
Bettie's decided answer. "Well, upon my
word!" l exclaimed suddenly, and pointing
toward the door. Bette turned to look and
was Immediately clasped in the arms of Mr..
Smith 30! my gracious alive! .Unhand me
you scoundrel! Please release me, Mr.. Smith. J"
kiss me then!' "'Neyer you wretch! I'll inform
my father of your conduct sir! I'lI-I'l-How
dare you enter this room? Leave it this instant!
Mollie why don't you knock him down? Why
don't you choke him Bette? By desperate
effort Bette disengaged herself from the arms
of Mr. Smith, and stood facing him, with 6
face as red as peony. exclaiming angrily,
"Mollie, I'm surprised at you and Sallie, laugh
ing like a couple of duncesw
Sallie caught Mr.. Smiths coat tail and COM
menced pulling him towards the door. caught
a lock of his black hair and pulled off his wig.
and Ellen's luxuriant curls fell in glorious con-
fusion about her neck and shoulders.
Betty dropped into a chair, evidently feeling
very much ike the little boy the calfrun over,
Ellen divested herself of her masculine attire,
and washing her face turned to Bette who still
sat in sulIen silence, and said, "How did you
like Mr. Smith? sweet little moustaehei so hand
some, and all that sort of thing! Clever dog,
wasn't he?" ELLEN Salisbury" screamed
Betty, 81 never will forgive you the long
est day | live" But she did forgive her that
very night, and good humoredly acknowledged
that she had been considerably "taken in, and
as Mr. Algernon Smith would have said, most
egriously sold"
According to the Havre papers, it would
seem that captain Shphens of the American
ship Johannisberg, and crew have been show
inc the Havre folks little life.
The Johannisberg was about leaving the
port, when some of the sailors, flushed with
wine, got into row, which subsequently drew
into it the captain. One of the sailors threat
ened to strike him with bar Of iron, on which
the captain seized handspke, and sent him
sprawiing on the deck A French surgeon got
on board, and there that muss ended. Just al
that moment steamer was nearing the quay,
which led lieutenant in the government ser
vice to order the pilot of the Johannlsberg to
cut loose and let the steamer in. The popular
version of the sequel has it that Capt. Stphens
answered the lieutenant in any thing but com
plimentary terms, and let some pieces OF wood
! fly at him. The captain, after explanation
! made out that it was not to the lieutenant tha
the language nor the wood was addressed, bQ
i to his own agent standing on the quay, tol
' having sent him drunken sailors on board. Be
/ that as it may, the crowd on the quay though
that the lieutenant had been the target 0
words and w91d and with that impression every
stone come -at-able was fired at the American
and they in turn sent back again whatever they
could get hold of-botles, pieces of iron, wood
&c. The 'tug" got orders not to take out th'
Johannisberg, on which Capt. Stiphens Gu
loose, set sail, and with wind and tide cleared
out, taking his position on the quarter deck
pistol in hand The rumor was spread that b
had tried to use it, but the cap exploded, o.
which, the French crowd recommended th
babble and sent 8 new shower of stones at tn
captain and crew as they passed along. Th
French doctor returned after the Johannisber
got into the roadstead, and reported that tn
sailor struck by the captain was not dead, a
had been supposed but had his left arm broke
and his head severely cut, and that he had ais
had to dress the wounds of the sailors struc
by the stones and missiles from the shore
1 Several persons were wounded on shore, e,severa
arrests made, and an inquiry ordered by tn
central commission.
The WAs1EGgoN HoMEcDE.-We learn, say
the Mobile Tribune, that MIR. Sickles, havin
reason to suspect some criminal intimacy be
tween his wife and Mr.. Key, was on the look
out, and Saturday last discovered evidence t
confirm his worst surmises. Still willing