Ten Years Among the Mail Bags Part 49

And could I to the lightning's wing Or telegraphic wire, Attach it by a silken string, 'Twould be my fond desire.

But since to do the swift exploit Each other power must fail, I send to Emily Bailey Hoyt, With pleasure--in the mail.

I know a man, his name is Dunn!

He lives in splendid style: But if he'd pay--say half his debts, He'd lose 'bout all his "_pile_."

He stops in Charlestown, old Bay State, Quite near to Bunker Hill, Where many a brave man met his fate, Dispensing Putnam Pill.

A VALENTINE ADDRESS.

Lizzie, they say the little birds Are making matches now; (Warranted to keep in any climate.) A good example they have set Which I would like to follow; So if you have a heart to let, I hope to know to-morrow.

On the river Hudson, In the town of Troy, Lives Miss Sarah Judson Full of life and joy.

'Tis for that sweet creature This epistle's meant; If it does but reach her, I shall be content.

The following address was found on a missive which pa.s.sed through the New York office on or about the 14th of February, and was secured with a seal representing Cupid taking aim at one of his victims with a revolver:

Cupid's mother has supplied him With "six shooters" for his bow; When he'd arrows I defied him; Now, alas! he's laid me low.

Here I send, done up in paper, f.a.n.n.y May, my heart to you.

I think you will keep it safer Than I've done,--so now adieu.

The town and state were in prose.

Send this, Post Master, if you are willing, To John M. P----, a darned old villain.

Let it go without Postage Bounty, To Union Valley, Cortland County,

Take me along in haste I pray, To John O'Donnel without delay.

The postage is paid, there is no excuse If I'm not delivered at Syracuse.

Let nought impede thy progress, While on thy journey going, And quickly may'st thou be received, By John, or Pardon Bowen.

Albany, N. Y.

Miss Kate May, _Somewhere_ in New York City.

I hope to goodness she will receive this missive.

John M. Simpson, Dedham, Mill Village, Ma.s.s.

in care of John Lee, the man that speaks through his nose or with the crucket foot.

For Nevel Kelly, Degrau St., next shanty to the river in the rear of the grave-stone yard, Brooklyn, N. Y.

New Haven, post-office State of Connecticut Brown Street Number 58 For elen Rumford under care of mister allen And if the main law folks up there don't like the name of _Rum_ford i can't help it.

for Brigded Livingston no 16 post office city Hartford, State of Cannada or three-ways to No 39 _America_.

To Thos. Walsh 362 3rd Avenue or if not there (New York To the care of America Jerrimiah O Droyer--No--173 South street South Troy New York To be forwarded To Mary Dohorty (For Thos. Walsh (in haste America

To Mr. Leedfara, who runs the ferry over across to Long Island for Mary Maguire New York.

Mistress Crovor Keeps a stand in the _hutson dippo_--New York lives in reed street.

Direct this letter to 315 Second floor Back room for Kate Barrey washington street New York in heast.

To the Lady that wears a white cloak Straw Bonnett trimmed with Blue & wears a blue veil, brown or striped dress No -- Bleeker street New York.

To Don Tom Rigan and Monseer Birch--

To New York city straight let this 'ere letter go Right to der corner of der Bowery and Grand Into Jim Story's place which every one must know Onto I forgot his name's old oyester stand.

The _blades_ it's intended for are hearty and frisky, You'll find backe of der bar, where yer give dis letter.

The postman may find himself a c.o.c.ktail der better.