Two or three years ago, this same gentleman came here, by the way of Philadelphia, being there recommended to the Morrison Kennel Company, and others, to negotiate the sale of two millions of dollars, in state bonds. On his arrival here, he made himself acquainted with all the characters here introduced, and was “dined” by each in turn, with a view to sound him as to his wishes and expectations. The president of the company having been authorised to open preliminaries of negotiation with the commissioner, the board of directors was subsequently called together to hear the report; and, not to offend the dignity of any one, who may fancy he recognises his own character, I will abbreviate the names of those present, as follows, viz: The Prest. and Messrs. J. G. S. T. and W., directors; and when all had taken their seats, they proceeded to business, as follows: DIRECTORS’S WIT AND CHAMPAGNE. PREST. Gentlemen: in conformity with your request, I have attended to the duty imposed on me, and my report is—that in stubbornness, one Hoosier is more than a match for us all. “Ha, ha, ha!” all around the board. G. Well, in cunning how does he stand, Mr. President? PREST. Simple as a doe. T. Then he can’t escape, G., if we turn him over to you. G. Leave off your jokes, T.; this is not a place for them. Mr. President, what says he to our proposal? PREST. He likes it not; he wants more ready money than we possess—he won’t budge. S. But, if we could get possession of the bonds, I think I could make a private advance. T. (_aside._) Yes, no doubt, and a private profit, too. G. Does he object to our credit, Mr. President. PREST. Not at all; he has the most perfect confidence; that was cared for at Philadelphia, before he came here. J. Can’t we come over him with champagne? PLANS, HARD NAMES, AND FLOORING. T. If we had less sham here, I think it would be better. J. But, it is our only chance; and, if we do not contrive to raise some active means soon, we shall never accomplish our designs. T. And, if you are not quick about it, John-of-the-Field will outwit you all. J. What says Mr. Bold Eno? G. He is throwing cold water, and I suspect he is attacking our credit. J. Tell the commissioner, then, that we will mortgage the Kennel to him. G. But, it is mortgaged already. S. No matter, tell him it is only for 700,000, and cost two millions and a half. T. Yes, and you can tell what became of some of the money, eh? S. Mr. T., you are impertinent; do you accuse me sir, at this board. Sir, you are a _scoundrel_. Here Mr. T. brought round his right foot against the leg of the chair in which Mr. S., who sat next him, was balancing himself with offended dignity, and knocking it from under him, brought him to the floor, to the very sensible uneasiness of his crupper, for some time afterwards. AVOID INDIVIDUAL LIABILITY.