The Mississippi lynx. (Panola, Miss.) 1846-18??, 1846-07-11
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ness houses had been busted, or the
eyes OF the occupants disincumbered of
that weight Of sleep which is wont TO
lift itself from ones eyes when the
breakfa fast bells rattle over us. Most of
The boys had not tasted drop Of Ii
quor, The grocery keepers being later
than usual in getting 10 their business,
at which the aforesaid boys did COM
plain. Nor do we blame them, for you
know man can't feel as he is wont 10
feel until he takes ''litile Of something"
to drive the dus: and cob webbs out Of his
throat. No, solitary man, boy or ne
gro, had come from the country, and
TO Judge from the warmth with which
The Sun poured its earliest beams on US,
we were to have a dusty, dull, hot,
scalhng day. Every thing and every
body looked so dull, that we retired to
our Sanctum with the desperate inlen-
ton Of writing an editorial on The Or
egon question, or reading the last num-
Der Of the Stingaree. We had no,
gone further than to dip our pen in the
ink and write,
TIE OREGON QUESTION,
when our attention was arrested by he
tide Of population that set towards the
shade in front Of the Court House, and
the Planters Hotel. We had a full
view of them as they threw themselves
upon the chairs, benches, and grass, to
taIk gossip and let their biscuit and
butter and ham and fried chicken digest
Old stumps Of cigars smoked in more
mouths than one, and juiceless quiG Of
tobacco were scattered in repuisiye
heaps, literally waling in those speci-
mems Of half animated nature, as they
reclined here and there at their ease.
Having contemplated this scene a mo-
ment, we again took up our pen and
wrote in commencement Of the afore-
said article-"lt seems now TO be the
general understanding of''--but a rust
ling was heard in front Of our window
we looked out Heavens, what
form was floating by! Our pen fell
gust OF wind came and blew our man
uscrlPt into the street, and when we
were visited again by return of CON
seriousness, we were sitting with our
hands elevated towards the ceiling, our
eyes rolling in vacuum of two inches
from lid TO lid, and our mouth but we
will charge the imagination with the
task Of contemplating the yawning pic
ture of that. So much for us. The
being who had thus fixed US, foated
on in her white robes like snow
storm, towards the stores Of c. A. &c.
We strained our eyes after her until
she disappeared. Our attention was
next directed to the long shade in front
ofthe Court House where every fellow
had regained his feet, and stood gaz-
ing with mute wonder and delight at
the fair being so aerial that she car
ried no shadow with her, and left no
impression on the sand as her feet gil
ded over it. J c. who was in his Of
fee, when she passed on, was so en-
raptured that he pitched headforemos,
through the window Of his office, and
stood trembling like black jack of his
native forests, his eyes rolling wild in
search other.
NJ. who was engaged in the opera
ton of shaving, threw his razor down,
and with lathered face half shaved and
collar tucked under, bolted through
the CLASSY vacuum j c. had made, and
streaked it towards the store where The
beauty disappeared, followed By JC and
the fellows in the shade. From every
window and door came forth heads
perched upon long crany necks, eager
to feast their eyes upon form so de.
vine. The store Of c. soon became
the nucleus around which the whole
town had congregated, and finding our
self left all alone, we, without stopping
to pick up our manuscript, made orr
way 10 the assembled multitude. We
rushed in and oh, what a picture for
the pen OF Neal or Dickens! C.. was
standing behind the counter with his
face fronting the beauty, gazing in
blank wonder upon her. while with his
hands he was pulling down from the
shelves at random, boots and shoes and
drawers ard hats and calicoes and cur