The organ of the temperance reform. (Cincinnati, O. [Ohio]) 1852-1853, 1852-06-11
[FrOm tte N. Y. Lan'ern.l
The " hitting Correspond ence.
To Miles Whintmgtoa, Sem, Esq. orWhittling
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No. IL.

| NO. Ii.
To Miles WhfttliHgtoa, Sen., Esq oCVhittling.
mood.
BosToN, May Is, 1852.
To MY BELOVED FATHER: spOse your be-
ginnin tn feel the least mite anxious bout me
by this time. | should have wrote afOre, but
I've scarsly have a chance tn ketch my breth,
for take one thing with another, this is bout the
l-firedest place was ever in in my life. I've
got my pen in hand, arter a long silence; l
swon do'no where to begin, dar seem so many
things all tn Onst.
One thing, tho, I'm almighty tickled about,
you'd better bleave. There's been that Ma
guire chap here raisiu the eVerlastinest numpers
in all creation. Eff he haint been smOkin out
the green uns, Jest like WOodchucks, then its
my opinion do no nothiu bout cabbidges and
pasnips. But Mr.. Kossette gone, and | tell
ye | IN most as tickIed as we used to be upon
Whittlingwood, when old Ma'am Darby took
her blessed departer, at the eleventh hour, arter
she'd ben squeezin our pusses dry, to raise funs
for the Sandwich Hand Moral Trousers and
Friend Of Varteu Society.
| haint nothin agin Mr.. Kossett, who pears
TO be cute chap, aud a smasher for the kind O.
begin buzness he's drivin at; though he's all
fired self-consaited. But what disgusts me is
the higbfalutin style his American friends
crack about him. as if he was the very consen-
Jrated essens Of all the Profits and Ginerals that
ever lived The truth is, these unconscionable
chaps want to bring themselves inter notis, by
bOOstin up the Aagwire on to the shoulders Of a
great eff joy Of Liberty, and haRgin to his cot
tails.
One thing in partiklar you'd be astonished
at here in Boston. They don't have no sun
risel They've the LATEST kind of a sun, for
I've know'd him to loaf around by the shore,
and on the hills out Of toWu, all the morning,
and never come into the sitty till the middle Of
the forenoon; 'cept to kind O. look over the
roofs Of the houses, and grin at the hired gals
in the garrits, p'raps little arlier.
Sich an arrangement wouldn t be very popler,
| judge, in our town, where foks luf to see
the sun blazin up over the high Eastern hills,
as Shakspere says, afore the dew and the fresh
ness is all burnt off n the leaves or grass.
Its more conveanyent here tho Fashionable
folks lie abed haf the forenoon, and ef the sun
On'y makes 'em kind Of morniu call bout
breakfas time, which amt fur from dinner time
with you, they don't feel to ask Providence
for anymore. it is noon here when the sun is
square in the north east--least seems so to me:
tho | should mt wonder ef was kiud o. turn
ed round.
Tell Ma follered her advice about goin to
meeting; and find the setty aint half so wick
ed Sundays as she had notion Ou. | was as
tonished, at fust to see all the best dresst folks
in the place jnin the livin screams o people,
that emPtied into the meeting uses all over the
setty. Strikes me they think its kind o. flat
term to the Almighty to put on their new coats
aud gnwnds when they go to worship. This
is one Of the Boston notions. Besides, goin tn
meetin here Is somehow turned into kind o
buzness transactions purity generally. When
IN an sots up in new trade, where he thinks
there's chance for pious spec lation, the fust
thug he does is to jine some Church, to git
custom. Then he makes all his clerks, and his
family; go to meetin, and puts his name on SUN
big subscription paper, to send tracks to the
| Heathen, aud talks agin novels and play -aCtinl
Ia this way he gifts credit, shaves every body he
kin, and like not, busts up in the end with
universal smash. OF course he don't pay the
gals that worked for him nothing, nor his clerks
dollar more. nor his big creditors even six or
seven cents to dollar.
I'm sorry to say that there amt much Of the
raal old ginewiue piety--the right dswn milk
o hnmen kindness, that haint been skinned,
and watered aud checked, and turned sour--in
this setty If should tell you about goin into
big pew in grand meeting 'ns, where there
was cuishngs aud foot stools, aud all that sort
O. thing; aud Citing turned out, cos there want
room for me aud lady with skirts not much
bigger'n a common sized haystack; and being
put into a little dark hole under the gallery,
you'd be apt to jedge at sich gOin tu meetin
amt CacklaLed to du me no gret sight o. good.
The sperret rOppers are DUN rushin biziness
in Boston. I'm goin to see EN- and find out
what It's driving so many people crazy, and will
write you all about, and soon. Strike me it'sa
shaller humbug which shall see thro rite
off. Sotel Ma not to be anxious bout me on
that account. Your loving child,
MILES W., JUN.