Lewisburg chronicle. [volume] (Lewisburg, Pa.) 1850-1859, 1853-12-16

"Cnion Questions in hand, replaced some
hours later by the heads Of the family,
solemnly following the lead of their par
ticular turn Of conscience, and looking As
if they felt much better through the oper-
alton, down to the time when the less
matutinal laborer is fully realizing bis day
of rest, all is peaceful and proper. But in
the afternoons new class appears, neither
inclined to religion or excitement, 70 mo-
ton or res.-a species of human vegetable,
hebdomadally drawn forth by the sun, from
the bricks and mortar of certain flvored
localities These curious Objects have been
by some naturalists named corner loun
gers"
Now, the corner lounger has been spoken
of as nuisance. He is reported 20 insult
ladies in 4 cowardly manner, and even, re-
lying on the numbers of bis party, to openly
disparaee the exterior Of weak looking men
His general tone of conversation. also, i
said t. be offensive, from Its obscenity and
Il too liberal establishment with oaths All
these structures are probably deserved but
fortunately Or otherwise we have never
seen an instance Of this positive obnoxious
ness. Our attention has been solely direc-
ted to the phenomenon that human crea-
lures with apparently the ordinary peace
establishment Of faculties couid possibly
from choice pass their time in such queer
way as we see them. There are, near II
dozen, lounging in various positions. each
more uneasy than the other, yet each with
a masquerading air of seeming comfort
You first notice their "get up" on ap-
preaching. There is not so much to be
told from that in male attire until the
French fashions prevail Of re-introducing
SKY blue and scarlet la mode of the mon
keys caudal appendage. But our corner
cumbers show little individuality by
brightness of vests and fabulous richness
of French metal fob chains, which combiud
with soap-locks and never failing canes
give some uniformity to the band, and thus
arranged there they drearily stand and
stand. You never hear them engaged in
conversation in the true meanino of the
,,;.ors himself Of something and is an
Swtefed by another with the same spirit as
if the same words We're said at the same
time and place every week. They never
laugh, or, if they do, not naturally, but as
if it were expected of them to 10 it just
then, like a clock Is expected to strike the
hour. They don't appear to care anything
about each other, or in fact about any
thing else, but each individual vapidly
stares about and gets through his wretched
role, and when The sun goes down, the
group fades away I" like au exhalation,"
and they all 60 to their own place.
DO they actually delude themselves into
an idea that this is enjoy ment, In this
glorious world is there no object for
young, healthy man to attain, which would
keep his mind above the level of stand
ing pool? Is there no field for thought,
study, feeling, opeu-nothipg to do under
the sum- Why even animal action is
something, and the dog that frisks and
harks in the pure air, tie mocking bird
that you let out Of its cage into the parlor
to take a holiday fl sht, is higher in the
scale Of being than one Of these corner
bolrds that only point ont where turks
nature hatsd vacuity.
1t was all very well for Mr.. Turveydrop
to go ont to show his department, but even
that excuse can scarcely be claimed by
these corner cacti, although waggish
friend has suggested that from their con-
'inual 1oating they per-aps have a claim
to consider themselves well Jre{.-Phila.
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