Des Arc weekly citizen., 1868-06-13
Sketch of Hans Patrick Le
 COnnOr.
BY ONE WHO KNOWS HIM.

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 "Le Connof, this must be stopped Here you come crawling into bed a midnight like thief creeping in at , window. Can you be a man or not ?
 "Both madam, both, which do vol prefer?
 "You want to be the death of me Do you suppose I am going to put uT with such treatment always? What ii that on your breathp Whisky? No. know that too well, thanks to the in troduction you gave me. Brandy No. Le Counor, what is it?"
 "My dear, that is the eleventh article of impeachment that smells so strong ly. The breath of every loyal man il St. Louis smells precisely the same way"
 "You a loyal man Le Connor, I have notion to kick you out of bed, yor brazen-faced, good-for-nothing Cop perheadl What have you got to dc with the eleventh article of impeach' ment? Go and pay for the eleventh pound of butter we have eaten this month and then talk to me of loyalty You loyal man! Le Connor, car stand this no longer" Bully! Now I can go to sleep"
 "Tell me, Le Connor, what you have been doing tonight. It is not the eleventh article of impeachment, or whatever you call it, that kept you up so long,"
 My dear, why do you call me Le Connor? Why don't you say Hansy Pansy as you did when we first got married?"
 "Hansy Pansy! I've notion to tear all the hair out of your old bald head. Johnson and the eleventh article of inn peachment will soon be the death of you aLd me too. How do you suppose l am going to endure all this? Why didn't you tell me what sort of a man you were before you took me away from home?"
 My dear, have been advertising my lecture"
 ''Le Connor, have you broughta cof- fin for me? Lecture! I mean to get right out of bed. You egotistical old fool! Pretty soon l suppose you will be caged up as a wild beast with Butler and the other people in the menagerie, or you will be dancing in the ballet! You lecture! Le Conner l knew was marrying man with a head on, and I thought the head had some brains in it. Now, you are going to exhibit yourself on the stage, merely to show that I was greater fool than you, and that I was humbugged. Lec- ture! What in the name of common sense are you going to lecture about {? What is it? l have seen you sleep with your mouth open, and I have heard you swear at midnight because the bootjack was not undor the bed, but l never heard an original idea come out of your mouth yet. Lecture, will you? o, you old brutel I'll lec- ture you"
 Thank you, ma am. You've done that pretty thoroughly already"
 "Le Connor, know what you mean. You want to insinuate that l talk a great deal. So do. It's privilege l own, and the only thing I have ever owned since became acquainted with you. The people want to hear you. o, no doubt! l wish they could hear as much of you as I do. They would soon be satisfied. Night after night you come in with your long stories to tcll.' You never read the papers. All you know is your miserable lecture. Do you know that the Governor of Tennessee is dying?
 "Madam, excuse. l had heard noth. ing of it."
 May be your particular friend, Ben. Butler, will die in few days. Then what will you say?"
 "No danger, madam. There is only room for one at time. Satan told me that he had no intention of breaking up his institution, and that Brownlow and Butler could come sim gly but they never could come to- gether."
 "There you go again, Le Connor, crazy as bedbug. You are determin- ed that everybody in the country shall know you are Copperhead, A few weeks ago you were ashamed to ac- knowledge that you were Democoat.
 "(Hic.) Eleventh article ofimpeach- ment, madam. Biggest thing in the world"