It's a sing'lar fack, but I never sot eyes on your excellent British Mooseum till the other day.  I've sent a great many peple there, as also to your genial Tower of London, however.  It happened thusly: When one of my excellent countrymen jest arrived in London would come and see me, and display a inclination to cling to me too lengthy, thus showing a respect for me which I feel I do not deserve, I would sugjest a visit to the Mooseum and Tower.  The Mooseum would ockepy him a day at leest, and the Tower another.  Thus I've derived considerable peace and comfort from them noble edifisses, and I hope they will long continner to grace your metroplis.  There's my fren Col. Larkins, from Wisconsin, who I regret to say understands the Jamaica question, and wants to talk with me about it; I sent him to the Tower four days ago, and he hasn't got throogh with it yit.  He likes it very much, and he writes me that he can't never thank me sufficient for directin him to so interestin a bildin.  I writ him not to mention it.  The Col. says it is fortnit we live in a intellectooal age which wouldn't countenance such infamus things as occurd in this Tower.  I'm aware that it is fashin'ble to compliment this age, but I ain't so clear that the Col. is altogether right.  This is a very respectable age, but it's pretty easily riled; and considerin upon how slight a provycation we who live in it go to cuttin each other's throats, it may perhaps be doubted whether our intellecks is so much massiver than our ancestors' intellecks was, after all. I allus ride outside with the cabman.  I am of humble parentage, but I have (if you will permit me to say so) the spirit of the eagle, which chafes when shut up in a four-wheeler, and I feel much eagler when I'm in the open air.  So on the mornin on which I went to the Mooseum I lit a pipe, and callin a cab, I told the driver to take me there as quick as his Arabian charger could go.  The driver was under the inflooence of beer and narrerly escaped runnin over a aged female in the match trade, whereupon I remonstratid with him.  I said, "That poor old woman may be the only mother of a young man like you." Then throwing considerable pathos into my voice, I said:  Then throwing considerable pathos into my voice I said, "You have a mother?" He said, "You lie!"  I got down and called another cab, but said nothin to this driver about his parents. The British Mooseum is a magnificent free show for the people.  It is kept open for the benefit of all. The humble costymonger, who traverses the busy streets with a cart containin all kinds of vegetables, such as carrots, turnips, etc, and drawn by a spirited jackass--he can go to the Mooseum and reap benefits therefrom as well as the lord of high degree.