_Mister Boggs._--Yure letter, informing me ov the loss ov yure dog, reached me by yesterday’s male. I know how to commune with you, Boggs, for i hav been deprived ov a dog once miself. I lost a most flattering purp on the 16th day of March three years ago. I found him ded in a vakant lot, near mi house. He probably had been struck with lightning, or sumthin else. He waz a most gifted pup, and could jerk a night-gown oft from a clothes line, or worry a goose, most butiful tew behold. He waz a bul pup, but iz no more. Tiger waz hiz fust name. I hav made up mi mind never to own enny more dog. Dog comfort, in this world iz, like all other joy, liable to leak. Human happiness iz skase enny how, and wants too mutch watching, to be invested in dorgs. JOSH SETTLES UP WITH HIS CORRESPONDENTS SUMMARILY. “_Philander._”--If yu borrow ov the Devil, yu must keep yure eye peeled wide open, for the Devil always takes a mortgage, and seldum takes one, that he fails tew foreclose. “_Plato._”--Mi experience, az far az i have got, iz this, that i kan most alwus find out the style ov milk in enny man’s moral kokernutt, by hearing hiz opinion ov hiz nearest nabors, for men are quite apt tew dam in others, what they hav got the most ov themselfs, and praze what they have got the least ov. “_Pindar._”--The strongest sentiment in woman iz modesty, and the next strongest iz a silk dress, made in the fashion. The strongest sentiment in man iz money, and the next strongest iz 10 per cent. for the use ov it. “_Phillip._”--If yu expekt to win, yu hav got to suffer,--the bible tells us that heaven must be taken with hard knocks. “_Pan._”--Fame iz very mutch like good health, them men who hunt for it the most find it the least. “_Powell._”--Luv at fust sight iz perhaps a leetle risky, but it iz the richest, and most lastingest luv the heart ever feels. “_Postboy._”--Marrying for munny, iz much like falling out ov a third story winder, if yu happen tew make a good _strike_, it iz a fust-rate excuse for never trying it again. “_Peacock._”--Yu will find in yure journey through this vale ov tears and valley ov dispair, mutch tew fill yure soul with anguish, and dissapointments bitter:--thare iz one thing partickularly apt tew go back ov a yung man, whoze buzzum iz trieing tew bust with hope, and that iz--hiz mustash. “_Pilot._”--A man may hav a grate deal ov edukashun, and not be verry wize, after awl; jist az he may hav a heap ov strength, and not know the best holts. “_Pilgarlick._”--Yu ask me the best way tew make berlony sarsage. Here iz the best, and only way: