I wonder if you've read anything as queer as that," handing him the paper and striking his finger down on an item; "read it." Jim read:-- "MISCEGENATION.

DISGRACEFUL FREAK IN HIGH LIFE.

FRUIT OF AN ABOLITION WAR .-- We are credibly informed that a young man belonging to one of the first families in the city, Mr.W.A.S.,--we spare his name for the sake of his relatives,--who has been engaged since its outset in this fratricidal war, has just given evidence of its legitimate effect by taking to his bosom a nigger wench as _his wife_.

Of course he is disowned by his family, and spurned by his friends, even radical fanaticism not being yet ready for such a dose as this.

However--" Jim did not finish the homily of which this was the presage, but, throwing the paper on the ground, indignantly drove his heel through it, tearing and soiling it, and then viciously kicked it into the river.
Said the Captain when this operation was completed, having watched it with curious eyes, "Well, my man, are you aware of the fact that that is _my_ paper ?" "Don't care if it is.