Very Deaf Indeed

Tlmt was an interesting scène which occurred recently, in an office on Washington street. Our old friends Wilson and Jones, both men deaf, happened to meet, and after the usual hand-shaking, entered into conversation as follows: "Jones, what's news?" "Yaas, 'tis so ; wonder if it'll ever let np?" "Whea did yon gt in from Jackson ?" said Wilson, "in thunder tones. "Going out on the evoning train; can 't stay long-," responded Jones, as if addressing some man at the Court House. "What do you think of the victory of the Democrats ?" yelled Wilson. "Oh, yes, he's well - he's well ; he told me to present his best regards," shonted Jonea, as if he were hailing a steamboat on the Louisiana sida of tho river. "We got away with 'em badly, didn't we, old fellow ?" remarked Wilson, so loudly that the porter became uneasy and walked back to see if anybody waa being murdered. "Yaas, yaas, he's quit drinking ; he'll be here to-morrow or next day. How's yer f nmily ?" "Oh, we done it fairly - no humbugging ; no pink ticket ; no shenanagin. " Just then the proprietor of the store, seeing things were getting complicated, brought in a bottle and two glasses and a ream of paper and a dozen lead pencils, and our friends talked with less enthusiasm during the remainder of the