n the war. He was seated on the box of a hack, wielding the whip over a pair of horses that had not been over-fed.
Hailing him, and interchanging expressions of mutual satisfaction at meeting, the General inquired: "And how are you getting along, Pat?"
"Finely, General," said he. "I took to this business immediately afther the evacuation, and I have made twenty dollars a day by visiting the battle-fields.
You know, General, I know nothing about them, yet I take travelers to them, and tale bones in his carpet-bag to take home wid him?"
Well, to sensation-hunters and writers it matters very little whether they get the truth or not. The fiction is better than fact, if the fiction is the more startling of the two.
So we commend Pat to all of this class — he will be sure to give them capital for a thrilling narrative.
Godey's Lady's Book, for January.--This monthly has its usual display of fashion plates for the month, and other pictures; among them one very well-conceiv
