Nebraska advertiser. [volume] (Brownville, Nemaha County, N.T. [Neb.]) 1856-1882, 1864-08-25

my district the other day, | delib'ritely
voted for Henry Clay. J. admit that
Henry is dead, bat inasmuch as we dom
seem to have a live statesman in oul
National Congress, let Us by all means
have a frst-elass corpse.
Them who;hink that cane made from
the timbers of the house once boarded
in is essenshal 10 their happiness, should
not delay about sendin' the money right
on for one
And now, with genuine hurrar fol
the wimen who air goir to ssandon fur
rim goods, and another for the patriotic
everywheres. I'll leave public matters
and indulge in little pleasant family
gossip.
Ny repuried capture by the North
American saviiis of Utah, led my wide
circle of frieuds and creditors TO think
that had bid adoO to earthly things, and
was an angel playin' on golien harp
!IIcnts mo rival home was unexpected,
It was II in the evening when reach
ed my homestid and knocked healthy
on the door thereof.
A night-dap thrusted itself Out of the
/ front chamber winder. (It was my Bet
sy's night-cap. j. And voice said
"Who is it? 90
At IS a man. answered in grrf
vols.
II don't b'leve Ii % she sed.
Then come down and search me-" /
replied.
Then, resumin' my nat'ral vols. said,
tIt is your own A w, Betsy! Sweet la
dy, wake Ever Of thou -
Oh" she sed, "it's you, is it? /
thoughII smelt something. ,
But the old girl was glad to see me.
II the mcrnin'i found that my family
were entertainln' a artist from Phila-
delphy, who was there paintin' some
slartin' waterfalls and mountains, and /
NORM suspected be had hankerin for my
oldest dauter.
Mr.. Skimmerhorn, father" said my
dauter.
"Glad to see You, sir, / replied ID a
hOsPittle vols; "glad to see you, sir"
He IS an artist, father sede nay
child.
"a whichist o.
"An artist-a painter.
a glazer o. I as!,t Are you a
painter aud glazier, eh?-'
by dauter ard wife was mad but !
couldn't help i, l felt in a cOmikil
mood.
/ III is a wonder to me, Sir" said the
artist, '.considerin' what wide spread
reputation you have, thai some of our
Eastern managers don't secure you"
"Il's wonder to me, said my wife,
"that somebody don't sesure him with a
chain"
After breakfast l went to town to see
my old friends. The editor of The Bu-
gle greeted ne cordyuly, and showed
me the follerin' article he'd just written
about the paper on the other side of the
street:
eve have recently put up in our Office
an entirely new sink. of unique cons,ruc-
tion-wtih two holes, through which the
soiled water may bass 10 the new bucket
underneath. What will the hell-hounds
OF The Advertiser say 10 this? We
shall continue to make improvements as
fast az cur rapidly increasing business
may warrant. Wonder whether a ser
tain editors wife thinks she can palm of
a brass watch chain On this commonly
for a gold enc 60
That" said the Editor. hits him
whar he lives. That viii close him up
As bad as j, did when l wrote an article
ridicOOlang bis sister, who's got cock
eye"
A few days after my return, / was
shown E young man who says he'll be
Dam if he goeSte the war. He was set
Tin on Barrell, g. vas indeed q LOath.
Sum obiek
Last Sunday heard Parson Batkini
preach, AID the good old man breaches
good, too tho bis prayer was rAthel
lengthy. The edirQr of the Bugle, wh'
was with me- said tha, prayer would
make fifteen squares solid noupareil.
dop't think of nothing more to write
about. So, "B'lseye me if all those en-
dearing young charms." Sc, sc.
A. WARD.
have heard some very extraordinary
cases OF murder tried. / remember n
one where vas COUNSEL for long time
the evidence did not appear TO touch tht