Weekly national intelligencer., 1854-01-07
A LEAF FROM FANNY FERN.
FROM THg NEW YORK MUSICAL WORLD.

NEW YORK MUSICAL WORLD
| Dear me, must 60 shopping. Shopping is nuisaneeS
clerks impertnen; feminity is victmized. Missr
able day, too; mud pasered inch thick on the side
walk Well, we drop skirts, gentlemen cry Ugh =;
if we lift them from the mud they level their aa
our ankles. The true definition of gentleman fnot
found in incomplete Webster is-a biped who Of mud
day, isperecty obvious of any thing but the shop
| signs
Vvela France Ingenious Parisians send rs over your
clever inventions chain suspended from the girds as
the end of which is gold hand to clasp up the super
fuous length Of promenading robes thus releasing
our human dgits and leaving them at liberty wrestls
with rude Boreas for the of the detestabe lit
on the backs of our necks.
Well, here at Call s Ketchum dry goods store
Now comes the tug of war; let Jobs mantle fall my
feminine shoulders.
Have you blue silk?'
Yardstck, entirely ignorant of colors after Sitesn
minutes sna-ke research, during which time stand
green himself.
Oh away with these stupid masculine clerks and give
tcomen, who know by intuition what want to tho
immense saving Of our lungs and leather, patience and
prunea
Here's Mr. Timothy Tapes establishment.
"Have you lace collars lin ponts) Mr. Tapes"
Mr. Tape looks bene6cent, and shows rounded
collars. Irepeat my request in the most pointed man.
ner for painted collars Mr. Tape replies with patro
nizng grin
Points is going out, Ma'am."
Dear me- how tired my feet are Nevertheless must
have merino. So opened the door of Mr. HenrS
Humbugs dry goods store, which is about half mile In
length and inquire for the desired article Young lard
stick directs the counter ut the end of the
store commence my travels thitherward through flS
of gaping clerks and arrive there just minutes before
two, by my repeater, when told that they are
quite out Of mernosbut won't Lyonese cloth do just
wels" pulling down pile of the rush out in
high state Of frenzy and taking refuge in the next-door
neghbors inquire for some stockings. Whercnpon tho
clerk inquiries (of the wrong customer) what price
wish to pays' OF course not verdant as to b
caught in that trap and ,eetoaly disgusted with tho
entire institution Of shopping, drag my weary limbs into
-~-- new saloon to rest.
liiess me! what display Of gliding and girls and
gingerbread what heap Of mirrors There's moro
than Fanny Fern in the world found that out since
came in
what viii you be pleased to have." Ju li-u-s
Caesar look at that white-aproned waiter pulling out
his snuf-box and taking pinch Of snuff right hAt
bowl Of white sugar that viii be handed in FIVE minutes to
sweeten my tea And there's another combing his hair
with pocket comb that dish of oysters.
"What will haves' Starve-but III have nothing
till can find q cleaner place than this to eat in.
Shade of old Paul Pry Boston. what do hear! Two
(we, declare not whether they are ladies
womenl don't understand these New York feminities-
At any rate, they've got bonnets, and telling tho
waiter bring them bottle of Maraschino de zara
some sponge cake and some brandy See them sip tho
cordial in their glasses with the gusto Of old topper
See their eyes sparkle and their cheeks ush and ust
hear their emancpaed little tongues go Wonder if their
husbands know mat tney-put OF course they d0n'k
However, it six Of and half dozen of the other
They probably turning down sherry cobbers and
ing oysters Forence and their poor hungry children
while their parents are dantyizing-are coming home
hungry school to eat fragment of dinner picked
up at home by lazy set Of servants
Heigho! ladies slipping wine in public saloon PHI
grim rock hide yourself under ground. WELL II very
shocking the number Of married women who pass their
time running their health in these saloons devOurng Pa
ssn confectionery and tainting their chdren blood
With an appetite for strong drink oh, what mockery
'f home must theirs be Heaven pity the children
reared there left TO the chance training Of vicious hire
ings! FANNY Fsns