New-York daily tribune., 1857-08-25
FROM Ne WPOK Il

no;n,a ,f life In this place, ''' ~
,g,,n,s how the thing is done. .,.oo o,,.;.
hs'aN'e 70, fast horse, in the fret place. cu''-
h!'' ,,;r,spcs Of young man VINO mas one
wave Wv -, nth handsome equipaSe ana young
VT % very suitable. Knowing Jour tastes ana
os"s tlgcver. my TRIBUNE, / will adhere to the
the yourg n an and fast horse as best suited
10Th Having secured these, at no greater Price
,bap n, good Fellowship, let ao turn our faces 'o"a'u
Tnt adetos an extensive and handsome fortress con
s,ruc. I'd uL6er the supervision Of Gen. then Coli LOU,
tsn ard chiefly NJ tceable go far, as having occaoncd
N. residence of many amiabe young officers IN Ne"
not improyinp thereby the market for matnmony ana
cold lace. We take willingly tho road to"aru Tue
Fort for it is lovely. You pass the sweet precincts vi
Lily Pond clad with greenness unu'terdo4e' Aho
freshest breeze smtes you the one cheek ana you
tprp 10 IL the other with wonderful alacrty fovhave
besptful plippses of the town ana haroor-omy
ompses for you drive fast you aic in long line OF
csrr;.ges-no of people, who are in hurry and :: ~
il your OILY pace. In spite Of hurry, must stop to
remark upon an iDgeIious little system of
private tolls, which the Newportcrs have instituted
for thenie elves, the question being: How shall we
&c. the last cent Of the strangers " Gates, was
the sseacous reply; and 20, wherever it is practica-
be .he ways are beset with gates the same being ad-
ministe,ed 10y small children, capable of earning pence
in another manner, but thus early nductrinaed into
the Industry of extortop, the only one practced by
by our dear N.wporters. Well the gates are happily
passed YOUR stock of coppers is exhausted the last
nrcbin bsc TO 90 without. No matter that's the one
who made a cow. e. the $50 that bought one-last
season, by the simple operation of opening gate
Here We are, with lots of others, at the outer
escarpnerts curtains, and what not, OF the Fort.
wonder ia the demi-lune, which the demi-lunatics
ouriously consider; before opens the saly-port an
ugly place to drive up or down. The man with the
upmanageabe horse, who has been our torment
all the drive, is ascending now. Just getting to the
top Of the inclined plane his horse stops, stands on
two legs II en- on one and won't 60 up. We are all
anxious; the horse may plunge and fling the light car
rage in our teeth, as the lady at his side Is
too nel.brokcn to scream. A soldier comes to the
herse's head with civil intentions. Hands of"
says the cool chalioteer; off choose to break her
neck and mine, what is that to thee ?" The horse,
after duo deiberation concludes to scramble up, which
he does. Glad of it, follow, courageously as
we csn. and find ourselves, before we know it, in
circular path with the grim rawparts on one side of
US. and smooth, bright grass-plot on the other
Wha. takes place here Later, some accident, as
matter of course, but now there seems to be only
ceremony Of universal recognition. This is performed
by looks, smiles and bows yet it has oil the following
xariet;eg painer than words could made them: g You
"here? Delighted to sec you. Thought you were
4" dead and buried long ago. My God! how old you
"look. Where the devil did you come from How
4" did you pay for that horse and cairiage-eh, Sir
OR again: "Are you thinking of me, dearest! wish
had YOU here beside me- instead of this old fright.
"Don't attach too much Importance to last nights
"firtation Don't look killing in my new bonnet! =
Your correspondent, himself unnotced, turns these
faces ike the leaves of book and reads, with rapid
glance, their byeroglyphics. Well, while people are
bowling and smiling, the carriages go round, the band
nla,s. and the afternoon passes. The music is the
nerenrial catgut Of the Germanians, without which
Nerport would rot be Newport. When we say cat
ont we would not have it thought that brass is want
;rp either in performers or instruments. For some
reason best known to themselves, they have left off
playing the THO from Lucreta Borgia, which was
fher clief possession ard have setup new tunes,
whose names we don't know. We conjectured them
10 be The After Dinner Polka, with souvenirs Of
empty plates; The Chink Of the Pence, cantata
composed and especially dedicated to the Inhabitants
proper Of Newport, and so on. But how am running
on and not telling you, either who is here.
In general way, the representatives of Mammon
and Gammon-the English Lords the handsome Doc.
tor the Roman Count and the author of these letters
YOUTH beauty and fashion, Of course, orderles three
women on horseback six do, an officer or two
force, the noble coachmen.
As had predicted, there comes smash presently
somebody's carriage has been spitted on somebody
elses pole. 1t always happens, they tell you. Some.
body goes off, sorry cross, or ashamed. Everybody
laughs, and nobody cares.
have told yOu all that is to be told, believe, un-
less You would have descant further the beauty
OF the horses and the dress of the women; both
horses ard women being wonderfully groomed-in
short in the highest state of got-upttude. The
is varied by occasional squabbes between the parties
on horseback and the soldiers for the possession and
occupation Of the grassplot before mentioned. The
ladies resist; the soldiers insist. Finally, the awful
name of the Commander-in. Chief is mentioned; he
comes-he sces--he conquers. Fashion and her colt
(yide Racing Annal are driven from the grass-plot
with this comfort only, that il took lieutenant
colonel Of the regular army TO disOdge them.
Have you seen enough IL so we can take cur de-
paIture without fear of being missed We have only
TO re.urn, as we came, by the sallyport Tne drive
bsmeyard in the cool of sunset is even mere delight
ful than the show ut The Fort The town and haibor
are seen in the Claude Lorraine hght-soft, cfar ana
mellow. Our young Phseton let's out his horse little.
We pass everything the road and are elaed there
by We go home, cool and serene, to tell The TRIB-
all about it, singing too little song, which har'
monies wonderfully with the teakettle That going
home is, Of everything describe, the peasantest
Part.
LAKE MAHOPAC-THE SEASON BALL AT
THE GREGORY HOUSE.