ut "go in for me for the
Mayoralty, I'll go in for you for the Senate," etc.

"Don't let on, that I'm _anxious_, at all, you know," says Smithers, to
which the two allies Skyblue and Flammer respond--"O, of course not!"

Now the curtain rises, the meeting's organized, with as much formality,
fuss and fungus as the opening of the House of Parliament; soon is heard
the work of balloting for nominations, and soon it is known that _Twist_
is _the_ man for the Senate--this calls _Twist_ out; he spreads--feels
overpowered--this unexpected (!) event--attending as a spectator, not
anticipating any thing for himself--proud of the unexpected honor--had
long served as a _private_ in the ranks of the _unterrified_--die in the
front of battle, if his friends thought proper, etc., etc. And Twist
falls back, mid great applause of the multitude, to give way to Capt.
Johns, who also felt overpowered by the unexpected rush of honor put
upon him, in connecting his name with the senatorial ticket. He was
proud of being thought capable of serving his country, etc., etc.; gave
his friend Pepper "a first-rate notice." Pepper was nominated, made a
speech, and so highly piled up the agony in favor of Smithers, that
Smithers was nominated--made a speech in favor of Skyblue and Flammer,
upon the force of which both were nominated--the wheel within a wheel
worked elegant; and the organs next day were sublimely eloquent upon the
result of the grand caucus--candidates--unanimity--etc., etc., of these
subterranean politicians. So are our great men manufactured for the
public.

Affecting Cruelty.

A hard-fisted "old hunker," who has made $30,000 in fifty-one years, by
saving up rags, old iron, bones, soap-grease, snipping off the edges of
halves, quarters, and nine-pences, raised the whole neighborhood t'other
evening. He came across a full-faced Spanish ninepence, and in an
attempt to extract the jaw-teeth of the head, the poor thing squealed
so, that the bells rang, and the South End watchmen hollered fire for
about an hour! This "old gentleman" has a way of _sweating_ the crosses
from a smooth fourpence, and makes them look so bran new, that he passes
them for ten cent pieces! One case of his benevolence is "worthy of all
praise;" he recently _gave away_ to a poor Irishman's family, a bunch of
cobwebs, and an old hat he had worn since the battle of Bunker Hill;
upon these bounties the Irishman started into business; he boiled the
hunker