The national Republican., 1861-01-16
NATIONAL REPUBLICAN.

ASucKERs VISIT TO THE THEArRE.-"Well,
I've been thar, Jim," said sucker to his crony.
"Whar, down TO Sent Louis?" inquired
Jim.
"Well, no whar else" was the answer, and
"Fve seed some of the darndedest things you've
ever heered on in the hull animal creation"
"What wur they like2" inquired jim.
ooh, all sorts Of doins mixed up sorter every
way, but the thing that Just tuck me straight,
war seein fyin Womdn.' Arter the fat boat
wur hitched, sot to lookin round, and pooty
soon I seed on big hoss bills, stuck agin houses,
that feller named Dan Soos war going to cut
up some of the tallest kind of shindys. l war
naturally bound to find out what it war like, so
! axed feller readin it-and he laughed-he
said it war only the the-a.ter. Says |, that ar
show, amt it? he said, it ar, but it ANT no
circus show, nuther, but all sorts of a hand
some show, held in place as big as our coun;
ty seat courthouse. jest made up my mind
I'd 20 ten cents straight found out whar
they kept il, and up goes, but thar they told
me the lowest notch wur a cool quarter-that
staggered me, but gin it. Root or die when
you're in fur it, ses l, so up goes the alhredest
lot of stairs-I thought arter a spell I'D come
out somewhar near the moon, but by travelling
q spell got up whar lot of folks wur. 1t
looked to me like a meetin hous, with three
gallerys, and lit up like all out of doors in day
light.
IA lot of fellers fiddlcd away spell by
thurselves, but cuss me if l could see whar that
feller Dan Soos war, and Jest as wur goin to
ask chap whar the show war, up rolled the
hull side Of the house, right afore me, and out
slid gal on her tip toes, whirln about like as
if she couldn't keep down to the yearth. The
way she handled her pins just sot me rearn-
it beat Mary Sellers all hollow, and she amt
slow. I asked feller next me who she war,
and I'll swar if he didn't say it wur Dan Soosk
which, instead of being a mans name, wur
French for dancin woman. l didn't notice
at first, but arter spell seed the reason she
couldn't keep from jumpin-it made my har
kind o'rise-she wur not only angel-lookn
creatur, but, Jim, you kin believe me or not,
hoss fly, I'll declar she had wings!"
Here" said Jim, "you kin jest take my
hat"
"I knowed nobody would believe me-" said
the Sucker, al jest knowed it, but l swar
seed her take hold on the tip of her wing,
spread it out and jest fly like bird clean
across the hull side Of the house. A feller wur
chssin hur, but he couldn't shine. She shuck
her toe at him, and slid right out of sight!"
"Thar," says Jim, that will do knowed
you could do pooty well lyin, but that last
effort can take the cakes!"
81 amt gon to tell it any more, but will
swar seed it."
Too Much OF Coon THIXG.-A French
man whose wife was about to present him with
the fond appellation of" father" returned to
await the happy moment; and with some friends
to drink long life and noble, to the first born.
The punch-bowl scattered its inviting fumes
most prodigally around the company, and anx-
iety was manifested by all, when in ran Betty
Lightfoot, exclaiming:
"Joy JOY, sir give you joy"
"Vat is he, Betty, vat is he9"
"a fine boy, sirl"
"Health to the young Marquis!" exclaimed
one, and bumpers went round.
Marquis"
Betty raised the glass to her lips, when in
rushed the nurse
"Joy, JOY, sir, give you joy!"
"Vat-vat-is de matter?"
"a fine girl, sir!"
"Betty," said the Frenchman, looking stern,
"vat for you say no true?"
"Oh," said the nurse, "a boy first, and girl
afterwards"
"Vat, two-von boy-von fAe?"
1.-TWO, sir" added the dame, and helping
herself to glass, was swinging it off, when in
popped another
"Sacre!" exclaimed the Frenchman, d" vat,
more joy?"
"Another fine boy, sir !"
garcon, tree times! Mon Dieu!" bawled the
poor Frenchman. by Gar, it will never do.
Imust 80 and put a stop to Mis!"
Last Saturday evening, at concert in Louis.
vile, kyr a lady sang the Star-Spsngled Ban.
ner. The Louisville Journal says:
Every verse was reechoed back amidst tor.
rent of applause and the widest demonstrations
Of satisfaction. Stout.hearted men, with glist.
ening eyes sparkling with the fires of patriotism,
raised their loud huzzas, and the women, our
wives, mothers, and daughters God bless them,
joined the acclaim, while their white handker.
chiefs seemed to us, as they were so rapturous.
ly waved, like a flock of snowy doves, encircling
the vast audience and presenting an emblem
of peace. g. Three cheers for the Union " was
the cry. "Again!" Again " and the volleyed
peal of nine went up, let US hope, like grateful
incense to the Almighty Throne, around which
evermore cluster the guardian angels of our
country, and from whence the calm, serene
and wellknown face of the sainted Washington
is looking down upon the madness of the hour
and sorrowng to think that his parting legacy
OF attachment to his beloved country is so little
regarded.
"The Star. .Spanged Banner, o long may it wave
oer the land OF the free and the home of the
brave"
In person, Mrs. Lincoln is said to be of me
dium size, slightly inclined to en,Jonpoint; he
face is oval, and as remarkable for its regula
and rounded outlines as is her husbands 70
its angularity. She has soft eyes, dark hair
fair complexion, and altogether as agreeable
face as one would wish to see. Her dress wa
brown or oak.colored silk, with grayish flower
Il l.. c.1 Al
fitted well, hung gracefully about her person
and trailed Just trifle. Her bonnet was