Eastern times. [volume] (Bath, Me.) 1846-1857, 1853-12-22

New York Post Office.


PART TWO.
No traveller visiting the Tuilleries would
omit giving as much of its history in his first
| account thereof as his erudition would allow,
because it would be extremely foolish to dis
regard such ample opportunities for displaying
sloquence and humanity. Wishing to keep
up good old customs,- though as unequal for
it as the boy who, putting on his grandfather's
knee breaches, was astonished that they were
not small for him,-I have led you through
| series of events to the present time, and en-
deavored to- locate your Imagination in Nassau
street, near the antique building. of letters. I
beg you will now amuse yourself. while get
the letters in Box l444. I will, however, like
the Snowman ut panoramas, enumerate all the
sights attractive or repulsive. There are FIVE
or six long lines of persons winding through
tbs portico, along the yard and even down the
street for several rods, mongrel multitude,
and as solemn as if at funeral. with this ex-
ception-the chief mourners seem to be at the
rear of the lines, instead Of the front. What
does this means The little news boy who is
shouting, "Ere's Sun and Daily Times Rival
Asia !-Great War in Europe ~ gives clue
to the mystery. A steamer has arrived, and
everybody is in haste for his letters. The
primitive mode of accomplishing this, for
all to rush simultaneously and collectively, re-
gafdless of corns, hats and order, was found
productive of so many disputes about prece-
dence and so many calls for the aid of the police,
1 - - -tl.
his turn. was by common consent adopted
''Patiently - some one in the middle of line
indignantly exclaims, and we look round just
in time to see this some one pressed by those
behind him, into the shape of q fattened prin-
cipe. and his face several hues darker than
usual. Patience if this is patience hang me
if-(don't swear SOL don't-(keep back)-
wish it were scarcer." But the crowd still
continues to press forward wholly regardless
Of all requests to "keep back" to be "more Of
gentleman; !" and the stided EXPLANATIONS Of
a little man, whose face is driven with anything
but puny force into fat merchants back. so
that he can hardly breathe; "rm smo--smo-
smothered-Im smoth--' The inhuman rab-
BILE do not seem to care at all whether he is
smothered or not, since they still urge on with
elbows and shoulders. At last the middle of
the line pressed beyond human endurance,
bends. wavers, separates men flying in all di-
rection like sparks from heated iron. The lit
tic man is flung against the gate, and the chol-
eric one Frustrated upon the pavement. The
latter. leapipg up, shouts--"Patience have
none = and turning round to man who re-
plies, Il see so T. and is laughing heartily at
his Righteousness, gruff1y asks, ''What did you
push for, Ell ," "Pitch into him." shouts the
crowd Hearing the alteration, the police
have come up, and with praiseworthy Justice,
send all who have been forced from their plac-
cs. back to station themselves at the rear of
the line. Like schoolmasters, they win hear
no excuses, so the crestfallen few pass by us
with anything but pleasing expressions.
have noticed that it is very beneficial for one
to be kept waiting here for his turn, for we al
ways find that the newly arrived take their
places with long drawn sigh, and it requires
very little to provoke incivility. After they
have been here little longer, however. and
pass on towards the goal, they appear to grow
more cheerful. The signs are omitted, faces
contracted, bland smiles generated, and when
one is finally at the hole whence issues his let
tiers, it really seems as if he could not rub his
hands too briskly, as if his smiles could not be
too profuse. He treads his neighbours toes,
and begs his pardon with evident sorrow, the
same neighbor whom he told few rods back,
TO 60 to - for similar offence
| Just as we are getting our letters, well take,
| (illcit not) squint through the little square
opening, for which know no other name than
''the hole" We see huge hall, capable OF
holding one o. two thousand persons. filled
with tables, surrounded by men and covered
with letters. Precious, delicate love notes.
carelessiy mixed with laconic business letters
in brown envelopes; welcome drafts demo-
cratically assoriatihg with vulgar duns. Hor-
rible intruders Are you not frightened lest
the last from Mary may have gone astray
among this vast concourse of silent speakers ?
But here come our letters, four in number, and
among them is newspaper. can see Eas-
and a faint t-erp through the white paper
wrapt around it. can form a pretty correct
guess what one it is, and this must account for
my eager haste 10 reach home and the abrupt
conclusion of this article. Pm DELTA.
Brooklyn, Dec. 1853. 1860