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Show MRS. WOODBtLL CATCHES CE5. PLEKi.MOJi IX A DELICATE POSITIOX. The other day, General Pleasantcn. a delicate, sensitive little cenilemac. was dressing for dinner. He Lad divested di-vested himself of every garment except ex-cept the one spoken of by Hoed in that melancholy sonsr called "The Sons of the Shirt" He was sailing aCout under bare poles, when he heard a knock at the door, and suppoiing it to be his man who ought to have been there, and was not he sanj out, "Come in." To his utter consternation, consterna-tion, that constituiional fe-na'e kniwn as Mrs. WoodhuU, with a peaked hut and a man's overcoat, terminating in unmistakable crinoline, sulked in. As she did not immediately stalk out, but stood looking at the Commissioner oi Internal Revenue in the abstract, the last-named gentleman, hiding behind an arm-cuair, stuttered out, Lxcuse me, madam !" "I want to see you on business, General Pleasanton." " ell, madam, won't you be so good as to come to my office. I am not in a condition to see any one ou business just now, and I beg of you to desist aud come to the Bureau." "I don't care anything about your condition, General Pieasanton; but ir is a matter of some importance that I wish to see you upon, and this is as good an opportunity as any." "j.My Goi, madam," exclaimed, the agonized Commu-siouer, shilling his financial person from one leg to the other, "won't you permit me to dress for dinner?" "I have no objection to your dressing for dinner, but what I want to know is, what are you going to do about this Vanderbilt case? That Vanderbilt ease is a great outrage, sir, and I em see that somebody is to be swindled out of half a million of dollars," and here followed a statement of the Vanderbilt Van-derbilt case, that occupied just twenty minutes by the clock, and was very forcible and emphatio. At the end of it, when the strong-minded constitutional constitu-tional WoodhuU puued for breath, -l - r, - , me commissioner said : "I don't know anything about the Vanderbilt case, madam. I have not looked af a single paper, j have not heard anything but what you have told me. I have not had time. IMy God, I don't get time to get on my breeches. I don't waut to be rude, but 1 wi.-h that you would go away and let me dress. ' ' At this moment a knock was heard at the door, and I'leasauton yel.ed louder than ever he gave command to a battalion, "Come iu. ' The door opened, and the substantial figure and handsome lace of our (Joaiuiodore Al-deu Al-deu appeared upon the entrance. So soon as he did this, the Commissioner ehassczed from the rear of his armchair arm-chair to the back of the soft, aud Al-den, Al-den, thinking that he was intruding upon some tender scene between the General and the female beat a hasty retreat. But the Commissioner was not to be forsaken, and he ran to the door, jerked it open, and, with the tail end of his linen Hying in the wind, seized Commodore Aiden and brought him back, when the cool and courageous courage-ous WoodhuU rose iu a majestic manner man-ner and wished them a good day. Pleasanton sank exhausted into a chair, and begged Alden for a little brandy to try and rally from this tremendous tre-mendous attack of woman's rights made upon him. 'Vith the brief garment of a weak (jofcufco, lie stood appalleil." Vua Piatt in the Cincinnati Commercial. |