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	Cahill versus Boweryem.
a broken head: �He�ll get his a__e kicked!� pre-
dicted Cahill.   Burr came out with a card in next
days paper, �deniging of it,� as Mrs Gamp says, but
the little adversary had been too smart for him, for
he had obtained the vouchers of half-a-dozen young
fellows � those opposed to Burr in the row � in sup-
port of his veracity; and their names and statement
appeared after Burr�s letter.     Boweryem
sent in a bill of $2 to the �Tribune,� which En-
gland wouldn�t pay; he got nothing and was ex-
asperated and mournful.            Cahill will chaff
him, when he�s as thin-skinned as a woman, though
he has a ready wit of his own, which affords a
better means of retort than indignation.   �He falls back
on his size!� declares Cahill, �and says I shouldn�t
say such things to him, if he were bigger.�        Indeed
Boweryem�s dwarfishness � he owns he is but five feet
high � is an omnipresent affliction to him.             He
burns to do some glorious deed in the War; to 
become �a tall fellow� in Shakspeare�s sense �
that men may do him justice.       Vanity is his fun-
damental fault; I never saw it more strongly or
more amusingly rampant in mortal.     If he could 
only draw it milder; not be for ever getting in
the fore-ground he�d make better play and avoid
creating enemies.    I marvel how he has got