Nashville daily patriot. [volume] (Nashville, Tenn.) 1855-1857, 1856-07-24
For the Nashville Pairil
SUMNER SCENES. NO. Il.
stOff TO the Springx.n
To-NoRRow! what day is to-morrox, dear ''Pa-

III course most Saplent lady.
"An0 we owe you one.'"
"0f course, again"
Well, let's see, what have we got to tell you? Do
you like SATURDAYS We don't-neyer did. sat
urday afternoon" so loDged for, so boosted Of so
counted on in the schoOl-boys calendar, never was
greeted with joy by as a schoolgirl With
Evadne would cry, TITS not reaIity'-a name.
a shadow, delusion. Ills only a meagre apology
for holiday, when boardingsschoo misses 90
through the weekly, and extremely ridiculous
farce of putting things to rights" Saturdays at
school were our especial sbomination, they were
wont to loom no before rs like somebody's "twi.
light gray" clothing all things in "sober livery"
Grammar, with its accumulated horrors Of ''0r-
biography, Etymology, Syntax, and Prosody," oc,
| cupled the morning, lectures, (private and re
view Of all the awful accidents that comprised the
conduct list" continued throughout the noon, and
the afternoon, the holiday for bOys,-a "durance
vile" to US. No going "up town"-no sly visit to
the third story to revel in pile of "Old magazines
no jubilee, shut up with a half dozen of your
own ''set" over "box from home" Your room
TO put in order, your letters to answer your COM
position to write, and last, and direst of all YOUR
stockings to mend Happy fellows, those college
| boys They can "darn" their ragged hose in
summary manner, and without the annoyanees of
needle, thread, and scissors. II they be Yankees;
it is all the easier-how we envied them! But
! Is,
well, as wide as ever they can, and pantalettes
too, the dainty trimming of which sustains rather
an equivOcal position in religious point Of view,
being more holy than righteous" These were
! the days gone by.
And nOW the Saturdays are set all along the
| highway Of life, like mile stones warning us that
another week Of our earthly pilgrimage has passed.
How 'Tempus" does "fugiI" Like swift and
shining flow of waters, here and there broken by
| sr1lo oli1 4
But the "to-mOrrow" of Saturdsy-sweet, still
and solemn the Sabbath morn comes on, bearing
in Its very atmosphere blessing. 1t is then that
we realize the great power and beauty of those
words of the Psamist, 1.-The heavens declare the
| glory Of God" There is an influence shadowy,
yet bright broodiDg like a spirit over the earth
and sky, and from the ancient monarch Of the for
est to the thin grass blade starting from the dewy
mould, goes up the incense of alteration Nature
everywhere seems to acknowledge the advent of
the Sabbath-she is at rest, Some one, Fanny
Forester probably has beautifully said, "0h! let
me die in the country, where | sh all not fall like
the single leaf OF the forest unheeded where those
who love me need not mask their hearts to meet
the careless multitude, and strive as a duty to for
get mel Bury me in the country, amid the prayers
of the good and the tears of the loving; not in the
| dark, damp vault away from the sweet scented
| air, and the cheerful sunshine, but in the open
fields, among the flowers that loved and cherish-
| ed while living"
Aud, we would add, may we too be buried in the
country, and may it be on some sweet summer,
Sabbath morning. Then, where the graceful trees
sway to the passing wind where the crystal stream.
let wanders and the wild birds come let them make
for grave upon some green, sunny SLOPE and
lay US down to n dreamess and unbroken slumber
Your pardon, dear patriot" wen sentimental
ize no more. But one question How in the name
of furnaces seven times heated, do you get onl
Have you been rash enough to swear allegiance to
! the "pOwers that be" OF Cant get away Club. "
IL will never do Phebus! how the day god 'brings
down" upon you with his burning sceptre! Um-
| brellas are a very mOckery and broad awnings a
heeting show" for your especial ILLUSION given
| because they don't reach all the way down street,
Strawber among the things "that used to
was, and sherry cobblers "wesk invention
of the enemy"-that is to say, the bar-keeDer The
newsboys are odious-the street cries abominabe,
even your pretty aower-vender has discontinued
! her morning visits. You indulge in the very I'M
patriotic wish that your beautiful Capitol Were an
immense soda iOunt, pouring the Cumberland down
your throat's dusty thOroughfare! You saunter
down town towards the office with an air sugges-
| live of any amount OF wted touch-me-nots-yOur
| friend Smith advises you to patronize bellows
Jones insinuates somethingin regard to asbestos
safe, and Thompson, sensible fellow insists upon
it that you TRY the Springs" You relieve your
snowy vest pattern of sigh, and turn your ste pc
homeward. The Venitans are closed, nay more
they seem as though they might have been so for
ages past. The piared portico looks dngy, the
beIpul il furnished, and dust Iies thick upon youi
household gods" throughout Kitchen, parlor, anC
hall" You feel like man whose wife has gone OF
a weeks visit to dear mamma" and left him &c
the tender mercies of servants and children With
in doors you have dishabille, and darkened apart
ments for there is nobody in town, you loOE
out from your household tower, and dust-dust-
like good "sister Anne" you behold nothing bu
those ever-Tising, ever eddying "clouds of dust.
You are acknowledgements short you cqnnO
conceal from yourself the fact that you are miser
able individual. All the iced creams, and sherbets
and closed curtains in the ''thres continents" can
not prevent your acknowledging yourself verits
BILE victim-a sort Of modern GautemoZn. YOl
entertain an aggrieved feeling, as though yOl
thought the world had not done you Justice, an,
you half question the kindness Of Providence, wit
in making it necessary for some persons reside il
the country, did not cast your lot there at least 70
two months in the season when the "dog-star RACES
Somebody other says, 1--WE hare a need to pas
the summer in some place that GOD has made :
You cannot but agree with whoever said il too
such sojourn is one of the necessaries, pro
badly not "of life" but assuredy Of happiness
Why then dear Patriot" cage yourself down l.
sway?" Those dusty pavements, and furnace.lik
walls, the work of him who has sought out man
inventions" are telling upon you for the worse
They narrow down your aspirations, choke up you
sympathes and make you selfish, because you ar
uncOmfo table. You neither so good a citizen
a christian or ''patriOt," and you kRoo a. An
if it be true, Johnson says, that "every man is
rascal when he is sick" you have no right TO sta
there making Yourself an invalid and consequent
rascal" OF then-treat yourself TO a breathn!
space. Commend Fillmore and DOuelson to Am
erica's good genius and let the vexed caldron O
politics, like that Of the witches on the heath
seethe and bubble without you. Take up you
"staf and sandal shoon," pigrim-like and "depar
hence" Decide at once that YOU have no particu
larry unconquerable desire TO be parboiled thi
season. and then, Ia Martin FaIquhar Upper. O
"proverbiah memory. Taking your carpet
bag in your hand, GaGt remarkably requisite
practice" sally forth TOR the fret train, sayin
70 cares and crosses, pens and politics, street
and sufocation, get thee behind me-" T.
the Springs" for their name is legion, b
"wateTing places" from Nahant to Pascagoula
TO "retie eats" from Montvale TO the wds OF Adiron
dack, il YOU please. Shake of from your feet tn
dust Of the human ant hill you are leaving, and b
for month"; fortnight, or even q week, you
simple honest, independent self" This suliry
willing, fainting morning, rouse a moment seiz
yourself with fit Of desperation, lock up the sane
tum. bang TO the front door have your life insured
aud register yourself o. p. II
Ali that's right here you are, carpet bag 1
hand; puff-whiz-Whew-and away you go
Good bye-good-bye-and the blue distance wrap
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