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West Coast Times, Issue 219, 1 June 1866, Page 2

A man in Atalanta had a well nearly filled with rubbish, which he wanted cleaned out. The freedmen in that country are not much in favor of work, and are difficult to hire ; but the owner of the well quickly started a story that an iron safe belonging to the express company, and full of gold, had been thrown into the well when the city was evacuated. In less than an hour his yard was filled with negroes, who cleaned out his well in almost no time. But they didn't find the safe.

Tub first glass. — 'Beware of the fiwt glass, Ike,' said Mrs Partington, to that interesting youth, the other day, 'for when a man once passes the Rubicund, he is liable at any time to become an unblushing drunkard, and to go on from bad to worse until he pawns his last shirt, and the curtain falls with delerium trimmings.' Carried away by the old ladys* eloquence, Ike kneeled down on his hands and knees, and swore by Niel Dow and tho state of Maine never to indulge except after consulting a physician,