Stephen H. Branch’s Alligator.
NEW YORK, SATURDAY, MAY 15, 1858.
The Mayor and Charley.
Charley—That you have wronged me doth appear in this: You have condemned and noted the devil for taking bribes of the office holders and contractors, wherein my letters praying on his side, because I knew the man, were slighted off.
Mayor—You knew better than to pray for the devil.
Charley—I can get no fat meat nor oyster stews, if every devil is condemned.
Mayor—Let mo tell you, Charley, that you, yourself, should be condemned for itching to sell your offices and contracts for gold to a gang of devils.
Charley—I got the itch! You know that you are great Peter’s son, or, by golly, you would not say so twice.