HOUSE.

The House is given over to the tariff.  A very indelicate discussion has been had upon corsets.  Mr. BROOKS was of opinion that the corset would tariff it were subjected to any more strain in the way of duties.  Mr. MARSHALL remarked that the corset avoided a great deal of Waist.  It was whalebone of his bone, or something of that sort.  It was one of the main Stays of our social system.

Mr. SCHENCK made another speech.  He ripped up the foreign corset in a truculent manner.  He said that American corsets were far superior, only American women had not the sense to see it.  The effect of taking off the duty on corsets would be to take off the corsets.

Mr. BROOKS called the hooks and ayes on the corsets.  Mr. SCHENCK opposed the call.  He had found a simple tape much preferable.  He wished a coffer-dam might be put upon the roaring BROOKS.

Somebody at this point brought up a contested election case; but Mr. LOGAN objected to its being considered.  What, he asked, was the use of wasting time?  There was money in the tariff.  There was no money at all in voting a Democrat out, and a Republican in.  They could do that any day in five minutes.  His friend Mr. BUTLER had recently remarked, one Democrat more or less made no difference.  But Mr. BUTLER forgot that the larger the majority, the larger the divisor for spoils, and therefore the smaller the quotient and the “dividend.”  He did not know much about arithmetic.  He had never been at West Point; but he believed that a million dollars, for instance, would go further and fare worse among two hundred men than among three.  If the House were not careful, there would be a glut of Republicans in it, and the shares would be pitifully meagre.  As for him, he had a great mind, (derisive cheers)—­he repeated, that he had a great mind to vote for a Democrat next time.

In spite of Mr. LOGAN’S warning, the House voted in a couple or so of Republicans, and then resumed the duty on wool.

Mr. Cox thought this wool had been pulled over the eyes of the house often enough.  It reminded him of an expedition, of which Mr. LOGAN had never heard, in search of a “Golden Fleece.”

Mr. JENCKES, and Mr. SCHENCK, and Mr. KELLEY called him to order in behalf of their constituents, who were in the wool business, and said that “wool” in one form or another had always been the staple of their political career.

Mr. BUTLER said he had a little game worth two of that.  He wanted to buy San Domingo.  In this there were plenty of commissions, and hundreds of thousands of colored votes.

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FIFTEENTH AMENDMENT.

ALDERMANIC RECEPTION UP-TOWN.

      CAESAR, walk in!  Ah POMPEY! how d’e do? 
      This way, CLEM!  Gentlemen, please walk right through! 
      GEORGE, how’s your mother?  Fine day, PETE—­fine day! 
      Well, how are things down there at Oyster Bay?