The depressed state of the Gossamer-market has long been a subject of conversation among the four-and-niners who frequent the cheap coffee-shops in the City; but no one knows the cause of what has taken place, nor can they exactly state what the occurrence is that they are so loudly complaining of.
Bones continue to fetch a penny for two pounds; but great murmurs are heard of the difficulty of making up a pound equal to the very liberal weights which the marine-store keepers use when making their purchases; they, however, make up for it by using much lighter weights when they sell, which is so far fair and satisfactory.
The arrivals in baked potatoes have been very numerous; fifty cans were entered outwards on Saturday.
RELATIVE GENTILITY.
Two ladies of St. Giles’s disputing lately on the respectability of each other’s family, concluded the debate in the following way:—“Mrs. Doyle, ma’am, I’d have you know that I’ve an uncle a bannister of the law.” “Much about your bannister,” retorted Mrs. Doyle; “haven’t I a first cousin a corridor in the navy?”
KEEPING IT DARK.
Jim Bones, a free nigger of New York, has a child so exceedingly dark that he cannot be seen on the lightest day.