Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1855-12-01
regular hour, and snuif' with spicuresn salts

regular hour, and snuffs with epicurean sails
faction the steam Of the rich grayv a n,eI;m
mary Of the coming feast. He rubs bis hands
as he enters the dining room. The turkey l.
Drowned 70 suit his taste the eurrant jeIIy
reflects its crimson celor on the superlatiyo
snowy cloth; and his eyes find a responsive
gisten in the shining plates. lie does not eat
with indecent haste, like the hurried merchant
and politician, and then Fly eff to bis business,
scarcely knowing whether he has eaten or not
No; he calmly sits himself in a cushioned
enalr, and leisurely says grace. That being
concluded he sobsrly and deliberately carves.
he never allows his servant TO perform that
responsible duty, but goes through the opera
ton himself, skilfully dissecting each part.
and laying il gracefully aside He then eats
slowly and enjoys each morsel till his appetite
Is satlated, and then perhaps takes a nap till
supper time, to dream over the pleasures Of
dinner.
The next day he goes to the counting room,
Plunges into the books till his yellow, fat watch
indicates dinner time, and the same scene is
gone through Of yesterday. His character il
one even tenor, his temper mild, because the
current Of angry passions never ends vent In
his round, plump form. BE has no farther
ambition than to write fair, plain hand, and
show his skill in the mysteries Of book keep
ing. lie never indulgos In airy speeulations,
or fancies that he will ono day be somebody,
or that an unknown relative may suddenly
die and leave him q fortune; but, easy and
contcntsd, he creeps along till the curtain
drops and death ends the scene, and so passes
the life Of Bankers Clerk.
Here they 60 levy q peck only a levy
a peck, gentlemen" arouscs you from the
momentary train Of reflection, and with a start
you reeollect where you are, curious assem-
blage of women, eireling around a butter
dealer, reminding you Of flies stuck round a
molasses jug, and every few moments a knife
Is passed from one to the other bearing on its
POINT SIN all unctuOus substance which quickly
lind, Its way to the very many mouths; think
Il an optical delusion, and approach nearer,
Women eating butter without bread-impos-
sible. while you stand gaping with unoon-
cealed amaZement at this bsrbarous usage
the fellow othciously sticks in your pan the
same dirty knife which has been in active
operation; you refuse woman next to you
accepts 1t; fat cOlOred woman opposite follows
suit; genteel lady, with aounces, walks up
and keeps - the pot a boiling" and then an
other sample is tried, and the man himself in
a high state Of perspiration, weighs pound af-
ter pound to the purchaser, with a reckless
disregard of the standard Of weights and rnes
sures, and indicated his contempt fer federal
money by circulating brass gold dollars, tin
shlllings, and uncertain quarters. Laughing
away your disgust you continue your round.
And now the lights gradually grow dim, the
crowd lessons every moment, until but few men
may be seen struggling about, the marketsrs
scramble up their effects, the butchers vanish,
and the eye meets large rows Of empty stalls.
where late was noise, hustle, and confusion; ey-
crything catable has, as though by magic, dis
appeared, and the lights one by ono expire;
here and there solitary loafer may be des-
cried by the light IF the rising mo1n leaning
against stall in gloomy revcrie, now and
then a drunkard's voice rises laziIy on the
evening air, but with those exceptions soli-
tule reigns supreme over Centre market.