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A jest for the Times. --The war has not subdued all the spirit of fun. The Knoxville (Tenn.) Register tells a joke connected with the present requisition for conscripts, as follows: Some days ago Major Rucker was in conversation with a fair, fat, and forty buxom widow of an adjoining county, when, by accident, she mentioned the age of one of her admirers, stating that he was not quite thirty-nine. The Major made a mental note of the fact and soon departed. He went straightway in pursuit of this juvenile admirer of the attractive widow, whom he had before learned was a little more than forty years of age. When he arrested Mr. Johnson, Rucker stated that he regretted to inform him that he was under the painful necessity of conscripting him. "I have learned," said Rucker "from widow — that you are only thirty-nine. She says that you told her so, and I feel it my duty to take you down to Col. Blake." "Oh! ah! yes," said Mr. Johnson, "in fact sir, to tell you the truth