Consolation for Contemplated Changes in the Cabinet.
There are as good Fish in the sea as ever were caught.
Revels in the President's Mansion.
The Black man in the White house.
Nothing Like Leather.
A leather-dealer in the "Swamp" writes to us, asking whether we cannot administer a good leathering to the prowlers who infest that district at night. We don't know. Had rather not interfere. Suppose the poor thieves find good Hiding-places there. Let the leatherist guard his premises with a good-sized Black—and tan.
"Raising Cain."