Litchfield enquirer., 1868-10-15
HARPER'S.

s. Epitaph on a husband and wife, "1Hei, aca,7ase is accomplishedl" ~
 Anecdotes of the war are still ia order A young lieutenant, having obtained 2 ln.z7 tough after the battle of Antietam ,' I,;,a e, . home. where his companio9s6i o9s6i1a e,o narty n niv' he hearty welcome little Miss paS Bushan- @ an m commenood m m un1, .Bing him about his cour, noe. savino ..ao you really mean to tell me thai vc" can walk up to a cannon s month me ,nae e,.YYthout fear?"
 ss11s, " said he, Cor Buchanan s either. J And he did it.
 The annual sacrifice of dogs which comes with commendable regularity and joy to the people of this city, recalls to mind what Sydney Smith says of the animal: "No don't like dogs; I always expect them to go mad. A lady once asked me for mot to for her dog Spot I proposed, Out, damned Spot, but she did not think it sen timental enough" The wit also mentioned the story of the French Marquise, who when her pet lap-dog bit piece out of her foot-man's leg, exclaimed, "Ah! poor little beast! I hope it won't make him sick"
 Ole Bull when on his last visit here, used to relate the following: He had been at Donnybrook Fair, when he was attracted by the sound of very loud violin in tent. He entered and said to the player:
 ''My good friend, do you play by note?' 'Divil a note, Sir" Do you play by ear, then?'
 'Never an ear, your Honor"
 'How do you play, then?"
 By main strength, be jabersr'
 Every reader who has once enjoyed @ the extravagant charges at Niagara Falls, will appreciate the adventure of our Brook lyn friend J--C--.
 After having studied the American Fall, J- C. migrated westward toward Goat Island, desiring to see the Canadian Falls from the Tower. He crossed the bridge, and, ,as was habitual with him, daily, on crossing Fulton Ferry, put his hand in his vest pocket for his two cents to pay fare As he reached the stand at the island end of the bridge, he laid down his two cents and passed on.
 "Hallo there, Sir!' called the toll man {; pay your fare.'
 J. C. suddenly remembered that this was not Fulton Ferry.
 "Oh, yes" he said, excuse mo. How much?''
 "Twenty-fve cents.
 "How much?" he asked again.
 Twenty-Five cents." "Oh, my friend," said J--C--, with one of his blandest smiles, l don't want to buy em; only want to look at the Falls"
 A pleasant scrap of Sheridan's humor is the following: The conversation at Brook s fell one day on Lord Henry Petty's propo- sed tax upon iron. Some one said the new impost seemed so unpopular it would be better to raise @ tax on coals. "Hold hold, my dear fellow!' cried Sheridan. " No, no; that would be out of the frying pan into the fire!'
 Tho recent decease of Peter Cagger, of Albany, who, with tho late Dean Richmond controlled for many years the nominations of the Democratic party of New York, will remind those who have had much to do with state Conventions how thoso two as tute managers combined to bring forward the men whose names were to be put upon the ''slate" for nomination. The writer recalls an incident that occurred at the Democratic State Convention held at Syra- cuse in 1857, which nominated the ticket that was elected in November of that year. MT. Richmond and MT. Cagger were in consultation at the Syracuse House on the evening before the assembling of the Con vention, as to who would be likely to impart most strength to the ticket
 "Well, Cagger, about Secretary of State what do you say?"
 ''The newspaper men," replied MT. C., ''seem to have taken up Gid Tucker; what do you think about it?"
 Don't know much about him; smart chap, they say; writes well, and knows the boys. Best to go him?"
 'I reckon so."
 s'Put him down."
 The ''slate" was commenced with the name of MT. Tucker.
 "What about Comptroller?"
 "Oh! Church, of course; there isn't any body but him we can trust"
 s'Fact!'
 And MT. Church's name was inscribed.
 ''Who for Treasurer?"
 Don't know,' says MT. Cagger, "some of your boys talk about Vanderpoel, and nobody else seems to be pushing for it.''
 'Van's good fellow; knows about lager, talks Dutch, and is a favor-ite with the women."
 Down went the name of the stalwart and handsome Isaac J.
 'sAny body want to be Attorney Gen. eral?"
 '"Tremain's got it pretty bad," said MT. O.; "how'll that do, ,west?'
 ''Oh, we go any thing; but don't some of those New York chaps want it?"
 ''No, they're in little fight about state Engineer, and are not pressing any one. Tremain's with us;' guess we'd better go him."
 ''All right; scratch him down.
 ''What about State Engineer?' ''Well, on the whole," replied Mr. O., "Van, Richmond's our best man; but the New Workers are ill TOW about it. Sickles and Sam Butterworth are strong for Char ley Graham General c. K Graham); but Fernando and John Kelley are against it. If we go Graham, who is a nice fellow, therell be split, and that won't do." ''Oh no-no splits Give them Rich @mond; they'll swallow it-they must"
 He was swallowed, though Graham made bold dash.
 sWell, Mir. Richmond, about Canal Con- missioner? important Mat; must have a good man."
 That's so; there's been too much steal ing there, and it ought to be stopped How'll Jaycox answer?"