A man whom he had never seen before was employed one night to sit up with him. Being asked next morning how he liked his attendant, his answer was, “Not at all, Sir. The fellow is an idiot; he is as awkward as a turnspit when first put into the wheel, and as sleepy as a dormouse.”
(To be concluded in our next.)
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For the New-York Weekly Magazine.
THE FUNERAL—A FRAGMENT.
“Fresh in my mind the uncheery scenes arise,
“Each groan again I hear! each piercing cry!