Ste. Genevieve Herald Ste. Genevieve, Mo. Saturday, Feb. 3, 1883 St. Mary, Jan. 29th, 1883 There was a ball at the residence of Mr. BROWN, who lives about one mile and a half from here, on Friday night of last week, which was attended by quite a number of young folks from town. As it was "as dark as pitch" that night, several accidents happened, which are more or less attributed to the miserable condition of the road, but no serious harm was done. One wagon, containing nine persons, was overturned and dumped its gay cargo into the mud; another wagon wason the point of falling down a bank of fifteen feet depth, but all went passably well; broken bones and concussions there were none to speak of, for the mud was very soft. A young gentleman on horseback, who was of the party, had the misfortune to fall with his horse, but was not injured. The worse luck of all had B. PRATTE, who, it is said, had been in Ste. Genevieve on Friday and from there also went to the ball. Probably the horse was overheated during the day, and when B. went home on Saturday morning, he had barely ridden a couple of hundred yards or so when the horse fell dead, and B. had to foot it. POOR OLD DAN This is not Dan, the firebrand, but Dan, the Gray, a quadruped of the horsekind, once owned by Frank BABB, and famous for his traveling powers and - keenly outlined bones. He it was that paid in his checks, as reported in the St. Mary correspondence, and left Mr. B. PRATTE so suddenly without the least warning. He was a fine saddlehorse, as we can testify, especially when the rider had the fever; for his jogtrot would drive any malignant fever out of any the most malignant man on earth, without leaving any other sign to tell the tale, but a sore spot ot two, into which the fever was banished. By-the-by, this wonderful horse was dead once before. Charley LALUMENDIERE had him dead on the Plank Road some time ago, probably because he was tired of the beast, but old Dan wouldn't hear to it and shortly the old gray made his appearance, hale and hearty. Who knows know that it might have been his ghost who lingered so long among us, just come back to play tricks upon young men in good spirits. The report has it that Frank KOHLMAN, the young farmer who lives near New Bourbon, while splitting fence rails in company with George STEIGER, had the misfortune to have his ear split by a splinter flying against his head. Jack COAL, who has his own particular ideas about everything will give no credence to this version of the affair, but contends that Frank and George rehearsed the Passion Play in the woods, George acting the part of Peter and Frank that of Malchus, the servant of the high priest. For want of a sword, George provided himself with an axe, being as yet inexperienced in the use of an American wood-chopper's ax, he did not succeed in severing the member and only split it. Jack don't know who played the part of the healing Master but we have a suspicion that they had none and had to come to town for one.