Tbs stertmer S. explodod Beveral yoars ago with terrible effoct, and burncd tn the water's edjre. Captain S. was blown into the air, alightiiig noar a floating entton balo, upon whioli hefloated uoinjured, liut uiuch blackeued end mïicld'oil. Arrivinn; at last at a villaje si-veral miles below, o which news of the disaster had preceded him, bo waS aooosteil by the editor of tbc villsge paper, with whom be vras well acijuaiiited, eager for an item : "I say, is tbe S. blown lip ?" "Yes." "Was CaptainS. killed?" "I am the Captain." "The thunder you aro ? How high wero you blown f" "High enough to tbink of every mean thing I ever did before I carne d3wn aere." The editor started on a run for bis offico. Tbe paper was about going to presa, and not wieliing to orait tbo ittm nf intelligence for the next issue, two weeks off, ho wrote as follows : "The steamer 8. has bnrst her boilers, as we learn from Opfaiii S , who says be was up long enough to think of every mean thing ho ever doue in his ifo bcfore he lit We tuppoM ho was up about three rnootbs."