So it is with the a-4-sed Hotel Keeper. When he licks all the sweet meet
out of his border's calf-skin pocket-book, he has no further use for the
empty shell, and consekently chucks him out of the winder as lively as
Wall street hussles out a lame duck.

The biggest houses heer are the Congris and Union.

These institushins are to _terry fermer_, what NOER'S Ark and the grate
Eastern was to commerce.

These taverns, bein' mammoth, perserve their mammothness by chargin'
mammoth bord bills. Ten cents a breth and fifteen cents a sneeze, any
ordinary member of Congress can stand; but when a wooden tooth-pick
costs you Twenty-five cents, and a cleen napkin half a dollar, a visitor
size for an app'intment as Revenoo Officer in a good fat whiskey
district.

There is quite a heep of people at Congress haul.

This bildin' is surrounded by piazas, where the fare sects slam out,
araid in gushin' apparel and stoopin' and tremblin' under their lode of
false hair, like an Irishman under a hod full of bricks.

In this stoopin' posture their hands hangs down, and the picter seen in
nateral history, of a Kangeroo trying to stand ereckt, gives us what is
called the Greshun bend.

When the fair bell strikes an attitood, with fore paws danglin' at
half-mast, to be admired by a dandifide lot of Tommynoodles of the
opposite sects, the opinion of this ere cort is, that insted of Greshun