mr. griggs was very obliging in regard to his old express wagon, and the next saturday point pleasant was treated to a mild sensation -- nothing less than miss cordelia rattling through the village, enthroned on the high seat of mr. griggs's yellow express wagon, drawn by old nap who, after a week of browsing idleness in the four-acre field, was quite frisky and went at a decided amble down elm street and across the bridge.