Having perused well the chronicle of the week, the Vigilant Patriot views with alarm:

A great hoss pistol. (Page 12, column 2.)

Turbulence over collar buttons . . . murder. (P. 11, col. 3.)

A ladder supporting heavily bejeweled climbers. (P. 7, col. 1.)

Brokers, chambermaids to mules. (P. 13, col. 2.)

All Yankee-Doodle-Dom popping out of one universal soda bottle. (P. 7, col. 2.)

A Corsican swelling like a wen. (P. 12, col. 2.)

The darkness of the shadow of the valley. (P. 1, col. 3.)

The digestion of admirals, soda clerks, statesmen. (P. 20, col. 2.)

Crimson blasphemy. (P. 20, col. 2.)

Gas at $80 per 1,000 cu. ft. (P. 21, col. 1.)