The Portsmouth inquirer. [volume] (Portsmouth, O. [Ohio]) 1849-1855, 1851-06-09
PORTSMOUTH, Q. MONDAY EVENING JUNE q 1871
From the Albany putch,nan. !.
Crumbs for all Kinds Of Chicken

Crumbs for all Kinds of Chickens.
How customs alter! The time has beef
when godliness was measured by theinch.-- :
The thicker the dirt on.a saints face, th'
more deeply they supposed be was immersed
IN purity. st. Ignatus never combed hi
nalr, while his passion for oldFags could onl,
be justified. by the supposition that HEAVIER
was q junk shop. These things has super
ceded long boards, while soap is considered
almost as necessary to salvation as good NOR
(als,. Whether Religion is better pleased
with mems hearts than she, used to be, WI
cannot say; we are quite satisfied, however
mat she thinks we have improved ourselves
in our shirting. ~ 9.
Awriter ont west, in speaking Of an ope
ra dancer now performing at neighborinl
theatre, says she rises higher and higher II
puDlIcesteemevery time she appears. WneI
she first commenced her engagement, he says
she only showed her ancle-S-she now exhibits
her garters. In less than week, he says he
expects to see her out-strip even Fanny
Ellsler. .
The more intellectual man is, the more
ne loves nature. There is a charm about
I
green hills and solitude, as attractive to geni-
us as it is to yellow birds. We care not
how worldly mans pursuits may be, if he
has a "soul above buttons" the. sight of a
clover field will do him as much good as it
does milk-cans. Although Bentham spent
whole life wrangling about tariffs and trea-
Gle, poor laws and penitentiaries, there was
no man more alive to the beauties of flow-
er. When oppressed with low spirits or
bores, he would not only send his troubles
'to grass" butwould 60 there himself. In
the midst of bloom, he'd bury his depression;
and would find in the music of a meadow,
not only the contentment of the, lark, but
It's joyousness and .hilarity. 70 cure the
blues. one bite Of sod is worth all the physi-
clans in the world. Try it.
A western editor thus sums up the peculi-
arlties of cotemporary. He is too lazy to
earn meal, and too mean to enjoy one He
was never generous but once, and that was
when he gave the itch to an apprentice boy.
Somuch for his goodness of heart. OF his
industry, he says, the public may the better
Judge, when he stated that the only day he
ever worked, was the day he mistook castor
oil for honey. Complimentary that.
May, with its light blue weather, bloom
ing hills and vocal forests, is once more
among us. Now bobolinks feel the tender
passion, and inspired caty-dids serenade their
lady-loves from nodding apple trees. About
these days, white trousers and sentiment su-
percede blue noses and thick boots. Buds
and blossoms begin 10 swell--while all crea-
ton takes to love, clover and connubiality.
Great invention that spring. Well it is.
CoURTING.-An institution made up of
flutes and moonlight period that brings
discretion to full stop, and marks with a
star the morning of our hopes. Counting
converts women into angels, mouths into
honey -comb--the heart becomes great hive
of sweets-while kisses are the bees that
keep up the supply. Again we ask, did you
ever hold the head of blue-eyed girl?