The New York herald. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1840-1920, 1846-08-28
u. s. HOTEL, SARATOGA SPRINGS, I
Sunday, August %, 1886. :
The Sabbath at Saratoga.

The quiet of country Sabbath is here. The
village of the Springs, with its miscellaneous and
incongruous summer population, gathered from all
quarters is as peaceful to-day any little colony
in the hills, the name of which has never reached
the metropolitan press The streets are qniet--the
vsiters at the Congress fountain for their six
glasses of carbonate ofmagnesa before breakfast,
were simultaneously orthodox in their deport-
ment and conversation the elderly ladies, after
their coffee, sit rssignedly in the parlors awaiting
the church bells-the youth and the beauty of the
hotels are dressing for the sermon-the Southern
planters grouped in the back porches, smok-
ing each their accustomed cigar, and discussing
affairs of church and state, particularly the news
from Mexico, and the mutiny among the Irish re-
pealers, headed by Mr.. Smith O'Brisn, the m
tractable advocate of "war to the knife"-the
very dogs upon the streets are wel-behaved, as if
appraised by instinct of the sanctity and sacredness
| OF the day.
their delegations TO church-a large procession
marching down from each, old and young-the
hardened in the ways of the world, and they to
whom all is truth and beauty and confidence.
Here is the sun-burnt Carolina planter, and his
brilliant aughters-mmedately behind follows
pedder Of notions, while before him walks the
Northern aboitonist, and all ofthem are unknown
to each other; The great importing merchant,
y
the member of Congress, and the journeyman
hoemaker-the divine and the sportsman; the
vender OF pills and the lord Of the loom are all
beautifully blended in the same detachment. And
thus far II is all rema rkably fine. But there 10
nevertheless, good deal OF circumspccnon. The
gait oil n man-the complexion or admeasurement
Of his hand-the cut of his trimmings, the cast OF
his conversation, the expression Of his eye, are
here almost infallible signs of his class hcation.
Same oil the lades-a parvenu among them ID even
more easily detected-the Lifetime required to
their accomplishment in the graces and etiquette
of the highly respectable" you call them, can.
not be put on in day by the butcher wife and
though she may be countenanced, she learns by
intuition that it is from condesenson and not from
ignorance. They are all going TO the same church
es; congregation OF strangers, many TO pront
from the ministraions OF grace, but more TO spec
ulate upon that awful bonnet" those " horrld
flowers" or that vulgar wretch" who sits IN the
djonng pew. There is, however, a laudible IN
chnaton generally, TO be sociabe, agreeable, and
not too bare-facedy suspicious. The arstocratio
at home can afford to descend little from their
| straight-laced dignity here ; and they find in 1t
quite relief to come down to the c ommOn level
Of common sense while the poor fellow who re-
gulates his toilet upon the change of shirt collar,
is only one among several thousand people, and
is pleased to observe that there is no time to mako
him an especial subject of observation.
The sun, obscured for several days, is just COM
ing out and how pleased the brave old monarch
of the day looks upon this neat and ndy village.
and its clean and gentee population, all in their
Sunday toggery Well, as the boys say, he
doesn't do any thing else"
The Rev. Mr.. WEIGH, of Albany, and the Rev.
Mr. Magoon of Richmond, Va, preach in the Bap-
list church to day. The latter gentleman has IN
vited at set to visit the grave If Coleman OF
the Eolan attachment, and the tomb OF the poet
ess Margaret Miller Davidson, in the neighborhocd
We shall therefore be detained till the morrow
meantime, Bon jour, says The DocroR.