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NCE upon a time, when Dame Nature was looking her loveliest and the Sep- tember sun was shining with his majestic splendor and glory, an event occurred which marks, and ever shall mark, the red-letter-day for W. M. C, Ever vivid does this grand spectacle present itself in all its magnificence and importance to the minds of the onlookers and inhabitants of Westminster. Men, women and children were hurrying to and fro donned ill their "Sunday-go-to-meetins," the \v. police force had come out, strong and mighty in a new hat, long coat adorned and beautified by the loveliest and cutest of brass buttons, with a club and ' brace of pistols to secure order and, if possible, to make some sort of passage, that the anxiously awaited train might make her advent without crushing the iuhabitauts, thereby making grease spots Oil the cleanly swept railroad platform. A faint sound is heard in the distance, and all divine at the sante moment that it is the receptacle which bears the precious mortals of whom they are longing to get a sight. Then there goes up such a shout from tue throats of that loyal, wise and intelligent populace as was never heard in the beautiful and quiet city of Westmin- ster. Some of the: residents of Baltimore say it thundered, while in all the neigh- boring towns and hamlets there was broken glass in abundance, caused by the vibrations of that mighty shout. And now the snorting and whizzing and clanging announces that the iron horse, with its costly and precious freight, has turned the bend and will soon be upon them. "Make room," shouts the militia with his powerful voice," make r001l1, unless you want to be angels_" "\Ve will remain where we are, for we indeed consider it a small thing to lay down our worthless bodies in view of obtaining such honor and renown as shall be handed down to posterity." The captain pleaded and pleaded, but in vain. Not a soul stirred, and in that awful moment, when nought could be heard save the fast-approaching wheels, the lives of those heroic souls were not worth half as much as Billie's plugged quarter, which he has been trying to pass on everybody for the last month. As a last means of argument, our worthy enforcer of the law. with a calm and resigned countenance, bared his pate, and then from his lips there did come forth this appeal: "Dh, ye citizens of \V., know ye not that those in whose honor ye are here assembled will be extremely sorrowful when they behold you miugled with the