Different Tastes.
--A party of negroes gave a grand ball, near Albany, last week. Six distinguished colored gentlemen were driven thither by a white coachman. In a spirit of courtesy they invited him to enter the hall.--He accepted the invitation, and was a pleased spectator, until the aroma arising from the sable waltzers became somewhat pungent, and as it grew more powerful, he prepared to leave. Just at that moment, one of the colored managers approached, with much politeness, and said the ladies desired the coachman to leave the room. The manager regretted to make the request, but the ladies insisted, because they said he smelt so much of the stable.
