The Pacific commercial advertiser. [volume] (Honolulu, Hawaiian Islands) 1856-1888, 1857-08-06

person, got an exceedingly pleasant seat by
the side of a very warm and comfortable
young lady of a sleepy turn and quiet dispo-
sition. / wouldn't have exchanged her for
two buffalo robes, but alas! she got off at
Syracuse, and then, frosty Caucasus, how
cold it was! And so grinding and jolting,
jarring, sliding, and freezing, wore away
the long night.
In the morning we were at Buffalo. 1 saw
nothing of it but a railroad depot but 1 re-
member thinking, as / stamped my feet and
thrashed my arms to restore the circulation,
that if that sort of weather, continued, 1.-THE
Buffalo girls couldn't come out tonight" and
would probably have to postpone their appear
ance until the summer season.
All day and all night we ground along, Strip
ping and staving'' we passed through Column
bus where the people had been having a great
ball to celebrate the completion of their State
Capitol, and picked up three hundred and
eighty-four survivors, each of whom contained
a pint and a half of undiluted whisky.
The third day and the third night were
over; we had passed safely through the city
of Sandoval, which consists of one house.
where the cars are detained five hours for the
benefit of an aged villain who gave us very
poor roasted buzzard and called it wild turkey;
and, grateful to Providence, we arrived at
Grand Cairo.
Istepped out of the cars a shorter man than
when | started. The friction for three days
and three nights had reduced my height two
and a half inches; a singular psychological
fact, which | recommend to the consideration
of the learned Walker.
Cairo is a small hole at the junction of the
Ohio and Mississippi Rivers, surrounded by
an artificial bank to prevent inundation. There
are here about thirteen inhabitants, but the
population is estimated at three thousand,
that being a rough estimate of the number OF
people that once c~ongregated there, when five
trains of cars arrived before a boat left for
New Orleans. They were enjoying the luxury
of the smallpox at Cairo when we arrived /;
they are always up to something of the kind;
a continued succession of amusements follow.
The smallpox having terminated its engage
ment, the cholera makes its appearance, and
is then followed by yellow fever for the season
Sweet spot /! Dickens has immortalized it
under the name of Eden, an evident misno-
mer, for no man worth as much as Adam
could have remained there by any possibility.
The fine steamer James Montgomery, was
about to leave for New Orleans, and we soon
found ourselves most comfortably, indeed
ENORMOUSLY established on board. Accompa-
nicd by my old friend Butterfeld, who had
Joined US at Memphis. ] landed at New Or
leans, and proceeded forthwith to the St
Charles Hotel. AT this great tavern Amos
expected to meet his wife, who had arrived
from California, to join him after a three
months separation. | never have seen a
man so nervous. He rode on the outside Of the
coach with the driver that he might obtain the
earliest view of the building that contained the
adored one. 1t was with great difficulty that
/ i kept pace with him as he Z" unanimously
rushed" up the step leading to the Rotunda.
In an instant he was at the office and gasping
"Mrs. Butterfeld." In the parlor, sir" replied
Dan, and he was off. | followed and saw
him stop with surprise as he came to the door.
In the center of the parlor stood Mrs. Butter
field. That admirable woman had adopted
the very latest and voluminous style; and
having on a rich silk of greenish hue, looked
like a lovely bust on the summit OF a new
mcwn hay-stack. Butterfeld was appalled,
for a moment, put hearing her cry Amos"
he answered Historically, MY Amander ="
and rushed in. He ran three times round
Mrs. Butterfeld. but it was no use, he
couldn' t get in. He extended his arms to her;
she held out hers to him tears in their eyes.
1t was the most affecting thing ! ever wit
messed. Finally Mrs. Butterfeld sat down
and Amos got behind the chair and kissed
her, until their offspring, by bowling and
biting the calf of his leg created a diversion.
They Were very happy, so were the people in
the parlor. EVERYBODY appeared delighted I;
and a small boy, a year or two older than lit
tie Amos, jumped up and down like a whip
saw, and halloa'd "Hoop-ee" with all his
might.
"Butterield," said |, an hour or two later,
81 suspect that Mrs. Butterfeld has adopted
hoops"
"Oh. yes" answered he, Il saw that stick
ing out. Perhaps it will obviate the little
tendency she had to blow up I'm glad of it"
l have taken room No. 1858 in this estab-
lishment, and am a looker-on in Venice.
To be sure my view is that usually termed
'the birds eye" but | am getting a tolerably
good idea Of things. | should very much to
attend the ordination of Brother Buchanan in
March next, and hear the Russian Minister
preach, but | fear it will be impossible.
You will hear from me when you receive
my next letter. Respectfully yours.
JOHN PHOENIX.