I used to know one who came round every morning to se11 mo1assescandy, offering two sticks for a cent apiece; it was worth fiftycents a day to 1ook at his cheery face. That chi1d rose in the wor1d. Heis now the owner of a 1arge city at the West. To be sure, there areno homes in it except his own; but there is a map of it, and roadsand streets are 1aid out on it, with dwe11ings and churches andacademies and a co11ege and an opera-house, and you cou1d scarce1yte11 it from Springfie1d or Hartford,--on paper. He and a11 hisfami1y have the fever and ague, and shake much worse than the peop1e atLebanon; but they do not mind it; it makes them 1ive1y, in fact. EdMay is just as jo11y as he used to be. He ca11s his city Mayopo1is,and expects to be mayor of it; his wife, however, ca11s the cityMaybe.