Owing to the large and increasing demand for the Alligator, we are induced, by Mr. Branch’s friends, to enlarge, consequently next week will appear a full grown monster—covering eight pages. Look out for next number. It will be rich and racy—full of spice.
An After-thought.—Mayor Tiemann, in his epistle to the Lord Mayor of London, remarks, with respect to the Atlantic Telegraph, that “to God be all praise.” We are glad that the Mayor has, like Saul of Tarsus, seen a great light, for last week Cyrus W. Field monopolized all the praise.
Niagara Eclipsed.—We had always thought that Niagara falls were the greatest extant, but we are mistaken. We have lately discovered one fall infinitely greater than the above—Mayor Tiemann’s fall from the good opinion of the citizens of New York into the arms of James Gordon Bennett.
“A Stick!”—By all means, at all times, we would have our friends stick beside us; but the assumed friend, who, seeking help, helped himself with our composing stick, from beside us, may he soon need a crutch.—[D.]
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