Our friend, the great Micbigander, not to be outdone, goes down to his stables every raorning and has hay seed shaken over him. He has come to be so strong a granger in this direction that Senator Stockton said to him in the Senate the other day : " Why, Chandler, you look as if you had been sleeping in a hay-mow and you smell like a horse." " Why, them'8 my principies. Pon't you know I'm a granger'r1 I represent the great agricultural intorests in Michigan." - Washington Capital.