The Evansville daily journal. [volume] (Evansville, Ia. [i.e. Ind.]) 1848-1862, 1853-12-02
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Our amiable neighbor having very materi-
allv subsidized, or "oozed OUT in his yester-
DAVIS issue, we are fain compelled to take
our readers by the button again in
friendly gossip. Not that we have anything
particular to say by any means, but merely
happy disposition to rattle away carelessly as
is our habit in these coy gossiping talks
We take kind of pride in being stupid such
day as this. 1t is an admirable day indeed
for enwrapping oneself in drapery OF dull
ness, and wrinkling the brows, and glaring
fiercely at the world around. 1t would rain
il it could. but it evidently can't. A misty
sprinkle lazily creeps through the air at odd
moments, and adds another chill to the hui
mid atmosphere, then mets away in the very
dreariness of its own creation. Those who
have to leave their fires and dark rooms, walk
sulkily abroad, as if they were endeavoring
to frown down the dull skies. Not petit.
coat fits by. Even that one streak of sun
shine 10 absent. II the weather were better
weather, we might expect to see shining
dresses and gay ribbons. If it were much
worse, daring little slippered feet and CLAM
cling ankles, might be seen defying the tenn.
dest and trampling across the obstacles Of
mud and water.
But talking about ladies' feet and steps, re-
minds US of the all absorbing topic among
the young folks. They are all going to dan
cling school! Bless you-yes. That is so
nearly all, that the few who are left are al
most ashamed to say they can't "leap frog
and jig-a-jig" the latest dances on the latest
scientific principles. Although we doubt
less feel little jealousy at the young folks
monopolizing all the fun and folly and science
of the present day, yet perhaps it mint alto
gether that which impels us to hope the bless.
ed excitement will one of these days have
its end. The difficulty is, they don't merely
dance with their limbs and feet, but their
tongues dance on the subject of dancing
eternally. and they doubtless dance in their
e-,ner has disappeared, and dancing ha:
supplanted it. The Mazurka and the Polks
and the Scottiche, and the dozen other fancy
dances, now take the place of--"Thnk wei
have rain soon"-"Very chilly this evening
-"What love Of moon tonight" &c.
&c. We have no doubt that if any of ouI
young bucks were to propose now, in his as
taton he would be very apt to say-"My
dearest, will you not make me happy for life
by--dancing the Mazurka with met" Or tina,
irregular proposal would be answered by
"Oh, Nh, it would have been my great
est happiness, butt am already engaged to
dance with Mr.. B." But young 'uns, YOU
have our parental blessing-"go it while
you're young"
And talking about the young" Christina.
is coming" Why bless your little hearts, i,
is right near. Now when zoe were q little
boy-and you may we'll imagine we were /,
very little fellow once-Christmas neve,
caught US unawares. It was always too lons
coming, except in dreams. Visions of long
stockings, stuffed to their brim by Kris Krin
gle-6re crackers and cannons-the open
gifts of friends, not half so valued though a,
kris's secret favors--the merry shouts in tn,
early morning, as delighted parents with wei
dissembled wonder examined the contents o
stockings-the happy gathering of friends
and last of all, weeks holiday from schoo
these visions were the happiness indeed o
boyish anticipation--a happiness fled from u
forever, but to be re-enacted by those who fol
low. Yes-Christmas is coming, and viii
soon be here. There are holy feelings but
bling up in the heart. Memory draws near t,
us forms now Wondering in the das,. W.
yet see the happy Christmas faces which
helped to gladden. that day. We hear the
joyous voices, plainly as we see their beam
ing eyes. More gifts from their open hands
kind words from their warm lips-we pres,
their sides-and they are gone. But Christ
mas is coming, boys-aud long may it be til
when you would again enter the presence o.
those you may meet in love and gladness oil
that happy day, memory will have to be re
voked to draw them to your side.
Enough copy" Why. my dear fellow
We had but just begun. The Ralf is not toll
yet, and our gossipis but commenced. Blu,
the "devil" has spoken, and tina, is enough
PUTNAM's MONTHLY.-The December No
before US, completes the second volume OF
this able periodical It bas hoar ...I:t.