The weekly Shasta courier., 1873-03-29
ANECDOTES.

ueuiy anu SUI piiscu guilty-lOOklnS man
who was just in the act of depos ting a neat
ly covered basket on the door step. The
meeting was not rapturous. AHA !" said
the minister, rushing out and grasping the
man by the collar, while he piled heavy
soled boot vigorously under the coat tail Of
his visitor, what do you mean, you villain
by leaving baby on my door step? All, ]
have you, you scoundrel! I'll show you how
to abandon an infant to the cold mercies Of
the world !" And all these remarks were
punctuated by kicks. Il hain't left any
baby at your door," said the man, taking up
the basket and lifting the cover; | brought
right fat Christmas turkey for you, but m
damned ii you shall have it now if you are
starving" And he walked gloomily away
The minister had pensive, unhappy look
and corrugated brow, as he dissected his
buckwheats few minutes later. Evidently
there had been misunderstanding
How Much THE Hoo WEIGHED.-A
blutf-lOOking man, in farmers work day
costume, entered railway car at way sta
ton. The car was well filled, all the seats
being occupied but one, which was half fill
ed by finely dressed exquisite. The farm
er seeing his only chance for seat, asked
the exquisite if fother half of that seat was
took Receiving a negative answer, he
responded :" Wal then, Ireckon I'll squat.
Like most of our hardy yeomanry, he was
inclined to be sociabe.
Snug winter morning. said he
| No response.
Shouldn't wonder if we had some more
snow after night"
Still no response from exquisite, who
looked out of the rear window, evidently
much annoyed.
After several futile attempts to elicit
some reply, the farmer gave a yawn, and
quietly remarked, Killed q hog yester-
day; bet you can't guess how much he
weighed"
Driven almost to desperation, the poor
fellow said tartly:
-Four hundred pounds"
Yawning again" No, didn't weigh
that"
well. three hundred and fifty, then. u
Another yawn--'' No, didn't weigh three
and-a half"
Very impatiently-" Three hundred
Yawning still" No, not that much"
Almost ready to explode" How much
did your old hog weigh, anyhow"
WAL, he want much of hog, and /
didn't weigh him."
How THE Sun CAUGHT THIEF.-Five
or six days ago, says a Paris paper, NJ.
u photographer, allured by the bright
ness of the sun and softness of the air, pro.
vided himself with necessary baggage and
fastened to Fontainebleau to take views oil
the forest He installed himself in a very
picturesque quarter, erected his apparatus
prepared his plates, opened his ohject-glass
and enveloping at once his case and his
head in large. dark and fuctuant veil, set
himself to the task of seeing the objects in
view. He had just taken out his proof from
the dark chamber, and was subjecting it to
chemical reaction, when a strong hand was
laid upon his shoulder. He turned round
hastily and found himself in the presence of
a species of giant, meanly attired, who, by
gesture and voice. demanded his purse. Nj.
Y is not a Hercules, and from the first
glance toward his adversary, he concluded
that all resistance was useless. He there
fore politely offered the robber his purse,
which was accepted with thankfulness. The
robber then bowed, and leaving him, went
into the depths of the forest. Poor NJ.
Y, meditating on his sad loss, remained
Tor some time motionless his looks were
mechanically set on his Photographic proof
he unused upon it with an unconcerned eye.
Suddenly, What is this?" exclaimed he
what is the human form in this coppice
under the shade of this oak? Should | be-
ieve my eyes? 1t is he; it is my robber
perfectly delineated, and very easy to be re-
cognized. o, divine sun, my co-laborer, how
well you do things!" On his return, he re-
paired to the commissioners at Fontain-
bleau, related his adventure, exhibited his
proofplate and the maletactor's likeness.
Next day, with the aid of this singular de-
scription, the robber was arrested.
A TRUE INCIDENT.-On reading an ex,
celent article in your paper of the 30th ult.
on - Troublesome M.noritieS, in the hear.
ing of friend he related to me an anecdote
printed in a report of ST Stephens House
Boston, by DIR. L. NJ. z. Wells, of which
not the least merit of the incident is its act
ual truth.
About eighty years ago, in the rather no
ted town of l., in Connecticut, the peo-
pie assembled, after the old Puritan fashion
at town meeting, to settle new minister
of the standing order" There resided in
that town, at that time, Mr.. S.. who always
took an active part in the religious doings
of the standing order, although he was an
infdel. At the meeting above-named he
used his utmost exertions in very plausi
BILE way, not to oppose the settlement of a
minister, but to hinder it by suggesting rea-
sons for delay. A young lawyer, who had
recently commenced his professional life in
that town, becoming completely wearied
with the delay and much talking, dropped
his head upon the rail before him and seem
ed to fall asleep. After some time he sud
denly started up and exclaimed
Mr.. Moderator have just had dream
and would like to tell it if it is in order"
From all parts of the assembly the peo
pie responded, "A dream dream! tell it,
Mr.. Moderator, dreamed that ] died
and went 70 hell ! AS entered its portal
| beheld his satanic majesty seated in an
arm chair. He said to me, Who's coming
now? and where did you come from?' I'm
from L. What are they doing there?
They are settling minister Settling a
minister! Jack, bring me my bootsI!'
| "W lille the boots were coming he contin
ued: Is there no one there to say word
to oppose?' oh, yes; Mr.. S. is there.
All! my friend S.? Jack, you needn't
bring the boots he will do just as well as
if was there myself"
1t is unnecessary to enlarge further on the
result. They voted to settle a minister be.
fore they adjourned.