Chloride, of Sodium, (common salt).............2 sacks. Chloride of Pilgarlic.....................40,021 grains. Bicarbonate of erysipelas.................11,602 " Bicarbonate of pie plant...................2,071 " Blue pills................................21,011 " Bicarbonate of soda water (vanilla.)......17,201 " Sulphate of Potasalager beer..............61,399 " Bicarbonate corrugated iron...............18,020 grains. Mustang Liniment.............................240 " Boneset and summer savory.................10,210 " Dow's Liver Cure, (6 bottles for $1.).....16,297 " Bromide of Alcock's Porous Plaster........22,222 " Flouride of Pain Killer (for cucumbers,).....055 " Paris green..................................001 " Spruce gum and Vinegar Bitters...............075 " In submitting this analysis permit me to say that I find traces of mock turtle soup, and India Rubber. I consider the La Crosse Nebecudnezzer water the most comprehensive water that I have ever analyzed, and I would recommend it for any disease that human beings or animals may have. Very Respectfully, ALONZO BROWN, Prof. of Chemistry in Jefferson Livery stable, and late Veterinary Surgeon 4th Wis. Cavalry. * * * * * We have known Mr. Brown long and well, and his statement in regard to the water can be relied upon. Citizens should retain a copy of this analysis for future reference. Mr. E.W. Keyes, of Madison, writing under date of August 1st, says: "The La Crosse water you sent me has caused an entire new crop of hair to grow upon my head. I had been bald for years, and offered five hundred dollars, for any medicine that would cause hair to grow. Enclosed find five hundred dollars, and send me more water. I want to try it on Murphey, of the Sentinel. I think it would be a good joke on Murphey." But wait till we get all the letters written from prominent men who have been cured. THE INFIDEL AND HIS SILVER MINE. It is announced in the papers that Colonel Ingersoll, the dollar-a-ticket infidel, has struck it rich in a silver mine, and is now worth a million dollars. Here is another evidence of the goodness of God. Ingersoll has treated God with the greatest contempt, called him all the names he could think of, called him a liar, a heartless wretch, and stood on a stump and dared God to knock a chip off his shoulder, and instead of God's letting him have one below the belt and knocking seven kinds of cold victuals out of him, God gives him a pointer on a silver mine, and the infidel rakes in a cool million, and laughs in his sleeve, while thousands of poor workers in the vineyard are depending for a livelihood on collections that pan out more gun wads and brass pants buttons to the ton of ore than they do silver.