The evening Argus. [volume] (Rock Island, Ill.) 1861-1871, 1867-03-12

letting it stand for week, and stirring It
every day.
3arnnm and - zfsmbone Man.
Mr.. Barnum was sitting in his Office in the
Musuern, when be heard knock at the door.
Come in, Said he. Fl
/ The door opened, and q arombone entered.
Mr.. Barnum stared The trombone was fol-
lowed by an arm, and the arm by body
the body belonging to No less parsonage
than Mr.. Eli FAINT.
3Mr Barnum f' said Mr.. FAINT, inquiringly
"That's my name," said that gentleman.
"Good morning. said Mr.. Font. sFT !
"Good morning. said Mr.. Baranm.S =
81 see that you have band on your bal
seoAy,n began Mr.. FAINT. as-ss.A-
"Yes," said Mr.. Barnum. g4a e A
Z siAnd Ieame to see If could getla situa-
ton as trombone
81 presume you cam" said Mr.. Barnum,
"f we can agree on terms. rf
during what hours shall 1 play" asked
Mr. FAINT. = q yE'gsSSs FrS1 Fl
"They usually play. said Mr. Barnum,
sfrem two to three in the afternoon, and six
to eight in the evening"
"What is the place worth p said Mr.. FAINT.
Give dollars week p said Mr.. Barnum,
inquiringly. ~,
avery well,D said Mr.. FAINT, with great sat
isfactiou. He had not expected more than
| three or four.
"You can begin today, ifyou like" said
Mr.. Barnum 1.-THE payments are weekly"
.Very WE'LL said Mr.. FAINT.
! Iaaeeordaace with this agreement, Mr.
Fantss-trombone did duty for a week for Bar
| mum. and very hard, too, did MIR. FAINT blow
4 of no
/ week he called on Mr. Barnum for his week 8
salary.
"If you please said Mr.. FAINT.
| After little turning of leaves and COM
4 pairing of books, Mr.. Barnum handed him
/ the bin. He read it over once, twice, three
| times, looking every time more and more mys-
tilted. At last he said: )
-"Mr. Barnum, you have made little mis-
take here, believer"
"Eh?" said Mr.. Barnum mot that am
aware of
ayes" said Mr. FAINT, smiling. He could
not help smiling to think how Mr.. Barnum
would laugh when he heard where the mistake
| was.
ats rather funny mistake. j don't see
how YOU came to make it -
"Mr Eli FAINT to P. T. Barnum, DIR.
ITO privilege of playing a trombone in his
/ ,,
So"
"Wen," said Mr. Barnum, ~ belive it was
five dollars, wasn't it?f
"Ye-es," said Mr. FAINT, perplexed II be-
ieYe it was. But didn't look at it in that
light"
I'm what light did you look at it ?" said
| Mr.. Barnum.
.'W-h-y,n said Mr.. FAINT, still more per-
picked, II thought you paid me Eve dollars,
not you.n
"Oh, no. said Mr. Barnum. This is the
state of the case: There are quite number
of persons in this city who wish to practice
such instruments, but cannot do it at home
on account of disturbing the neighbors. Sc
| let them standing up place in the balcony
and each gentleman who comes here brings
what instrument he likes, and practices what
ever he wants to, without disturbing anybody
that is, anybody we care anything about"
The Office door opened, and the trombone
went out, followed by Mr.. FAINT, while Mr.
Barnum proceeded to make out his bills
against the other instruments. Mr.. FAINT
has since given up the trombone.
seas 49,
Josh Billings says there Is nothing more
touching in this life, than to sec a poor but
f acbs unnn9 man struggling with a nous
My dear Ellen said young man. "a
have long wished for this sweet opportunity
but hardly dare trust myself to speak tn,
deep emotions of my heart; but declare t.
, You nay dear Ellen, that love yea most ten
derlp. Your smile would shed would shee
=" "Never mind the wood-shed, ? said Ellen
go on with your pretty talk
G "Oh, pa, Mr.. Smith was here this morning
and when ma told him that you would not be
hometiHlate, he said her lips were hike honey
and that he wished he was a bee, and
then he kissed her. They gave me stitch
of candy not to tell any one, but Idont think
they'd mind you, you are SO wei acquainted
with ma.
madame, "said very polite traveller II
testy old landlady, 'if l see proper to heiI
myself to this milk, is there any impropriety
in it?'2 / dent know what YOU mean !; but
if you mean to insinuate that there is any
thing nasty in that milk, I'll give you to un
derstand you've struck the wrong house
Thare Amt the FIRST hair in it; for as soon a.
Marthy Ann told me the cat was drowned in
the milk, went right straight and strained
it over" The young man tainted.