That Garroting Affair,—Mr. Thomas Skelton, who was the party upon whom an attempt to rob was said to Lave been made on Sunday night, in the vicinity of licit* k Haney's foundry, gives us the follow* lag particulars of the affair: Ashe was parsing along on his way home, two men approached him. One of them called out, “ How arc you John-ny ?*’ He replied pretty well, who are you?*'14 it U no difference, ‘ replied the Other.1 I guess you know me. Have you got any money? ?M Not much, replied Skelton.“ Haven't you enough to stand the becr?M was the next query.Skelt »n replied, 44 I have had beer enough/ and he adds to us, 11 so I had at that time. I had been drink* iog wine with Mr, Kroener/1Then the other exclaimed, “ Go for the black eon of a b—h. He is nothing but a d—ad black Republican anyhow/’ Skelton says he was then struck with a slang-shot and knocked down; the men at the same* time exclaiming, “ Let’s drown him/’ They took from him ninety cents, all the money he iud. He struggled with them, they kicking him in the meanwhile, when he cried out for help, aal a policeman approached, when the issailants rau off. He says one of the men who attacked him was a tall man, and the other a short man, and he thinks he would recognize the tall one. He did not know the policeman who came to his assistance, but thinks his name is Hitch. We give the story as it was told us, and hope the police will hunt up the bold outlaws.