R. T. Van Horn & Co., Publishers.*

November 29, 1870.

     The Justices are having a quiet time now.  No criminal cases before them.

      There will be no more steamboats at this port this winter.  The low water and railroads are too much for the "floating palaces."

     An old gray horse was struck by an early train on the Missouri Pacific railroad yesterday morning and knocked into the middle of -- next week.

     Miss Annie Tiffany has returned to this city, having just finished a very successful engagement at Fort Scott.  She is en route East to fill other engagements.

     We saw a case of suspended animation the other day -- a young man was getting over a fence when his unmentionables caught on a nail.

     In the Court of Common Pleas yesterday, the case of Charles Miller vs  Conrad Versperman, a civil suit, resulted in the arrest and confinement of two of the witnesses and the defendant.  A lady who was on the stand refused to answer a question and was committed by the judge for contempt.  Another witness, one Rudolph Kobel, who testified to having forged the name of Col. Welssman, at the dictation of Vesperman, the defendant, was the cause of their committal, and the jury gave a verdict for the defendant.

     Two or three days since, Mr. Wilson, who is connected with the wholesale dry goods house of J. M. Shelley & Co., was out in the country on a business expedition and his horses ran away with the buggy, throwing Mr. W. out and dislocating his left shoulder.  After lying for some time suffering immense pain, some good Samaritans came along, a physician was brought into requisition and the dislocation was reduced.  Mr. W. is now at work again, though he carries the arm in a sling, and he positively asserts that he was thrown against a fence with so much force that several rails were broken, not to speak of ten or a dozen panels of fence being knocked down.

     The Muhlschuster Brewery property will be sold, this 2 o'clock p. m., at the court house, by P. S. Brown, Trustee.  Sale for cash, and perfect title granted.

     For sale at the English Kitchen, the most delicious mince meat, put  up with great care especially for family use, No. 219 Main street, Kansas City.

     "Limpy," the bootblack, who, it will be remembered, was arrested and committed to jail several weeks ago, for failing to return to its proper owner a pocketbook which he found on the cars, has written another pathetic letter to Squire Ranson, asking him to "let him out," and the Squire intends to present the matter to the proper authorities to the end that equity may be done on the premises.