Smyrna times., 1858-03-04
Our Correspondence.
Correspondence Of the Smyrna Ia
letter from Bower.
Dover, Feb. 1858.

IN the metropolis since my last, except the va
rious csnjectures as to who the Rambler is-
Some say one and some another,-some charge
it upon a certain attorney. and some upon the
s)n of a certain other attorney. while others
charge it upon a certain gentleman vino has
lately been dubbed esquire" Some laugh at
nay folly, while one or two have evinced their
puerility in assuming that the "personal at
tack of the Rambler has livery much iu-
jured " them.
Now am sorry to hear that | have wounded
the feelings of any one of the participants in
the "Great Metropolitan As said in my
last, only write for amusement, and it is not
my desire to wound any. much less the young
gentleman particularly alluded to. If am
rightly informed, and if any one of the gentle:
men feel themselves really injured, | am not
backward in making any concessions that may
be required of gentleman. And as offended
publicly Gf did oflend), now publicly ask
the gentlemeH's pardon in al! sincerity, and
will say in all candor and frankn.ss that moth
ing was more remote than the desire to offend
Mr.. Editor. know you TO be reasonable man,
Il will leave it to yOu,--du You not think this
is sufficient! Ii not, say the word; and if you
or the gentlemen think he case requires it, |
will submit 10 any other requirements except
take the veil from my face. sincerely
trust, however, that | have been mis;nforned.
and that 1t is all merely an idle report | have
too much faith in the good sense Of those gen.
nj
as to take offence at what was meant for no
harm.
The fun-loving folks seem lothe to give up
the sIelghlng, and everything in that line is
still going it with perfect rush. A few NIGHTS
ago, our Willow Grove friends made us a visit.
they turned out en- maSSe, and had quite
Jollfcatlon around the Square, for al hour or
two, and then returned home. Surprise par
tIes, and all sorts of social gatherings, are r.fe
throughout the neis hbor hood, and we hear of
parties almost every evening. A day or two
ago, we heard that aboul a dozen invitations
were given for a little gathering of this kind,
and, when the guests all assembled, the house
was filled to overflow ing and from those at
tended, understood that never WAS there n
more jsyiai party assembled under one roof
Some nights ago we had a chop" which was
largely attended by maids and mairons. bere
diets and bachelors. Now, in my opinion, mo-
theirs would be doing quite as well at home
with their children,-bul fear shall he ex.
terminated, and had better hold on. Every
thing, | understand, passed off quite creditably.
but | much question, if it is creditable TO
have ones wife embraced by another man.
" I'm agin it," | am on forbidden ground, how
ever, and consequently must tread lightly. lest
the hob-nails in my old fogy shoes should soil
the patent leathers or bruise the dainty corns
OF Young America. The snowy streets. spread
for old Winters bridal couch, are becoming
very much tattered and spiled, and the merry
jingle of the "tinking bells - is fast giving
way to the homely sound Of numbering wheels.
We have every evidence to-day that the geniaI
breath OF the fair-haired maiden will soon WOO
the voets from their icy beds.
Now, Mr.. Editor, feel insulled. have
just had the most unmerciful and ungenileman.
Iy abusing shat any poor wretch ever suffered q
and do solemnly aver, will not stand it apv 4
longer! Now am going to publish him, and $
If he don't leave these pnrts will have him :
arrest for threats. The facts are these: was b
sitting by my window and one of the panes /
rad crack in it, and as dotted down the Il
lboVe alluson to "tattered sheets,"a q little a
ieIl, IN the shape of streak of frosty mir :;
'eeped over my shoulder, nipped my ear, and. a.
When he saw what | was writing, tattler.lik, 1t
whipped through the key-hole and communica. D,
cd The great secret TO old Winter" himself ~
Ind, . dear, what a scene! FIRST came ter.
Ibie rush at my door. Walk in !-soidI r
stened; but no answer, save the howlings of s.
he blast outside. Walk in, sir!!' Still the
lme answer,wiih IN additional scream tbrougb "
he key-hole. | laid down my pen, walked 10 81 :,
he door, opened 1t, when--O nOres, what mr.
Ight! There stood the old gentleman him. W
elf, wrapped IN his icy mantle, his head covcr. I'll
with mountain of snow, his heavy eye Vi
lows and heavier beard labyrinth of ice.
lcles, eyes like miniature ice-bergs flashing in ga
re sun, and-and-wel to tell The truth. Mr. -
dItor, was IN such shiVery-shakey way that p
can hardly tell you what he was like. The N ~
ght Of the cid man put me in such twittcr :
lat could scarce utter a word, my teeth do.
'g their dirty best" to bite them n piec-s
e'n9 Individual, invited him in, very ~
o!ltely, endeavoring at the same time 10 mn, i
4 my blandest smile. He pointed, with VERY o. 81,
IN us look, to the red-hOt crate. ayes. sir Lo
i stummered out. have delightful fire do f." T..
ak in and warm yourself; you look 80 peru rs
'ld. Yes" said he, al am cold,-I sboo', oiI
ome until you put that FIRE OUT" "pu, !, tw
nt ~ said /; "why, my dear sir, I should S,'
eeZe II had no hre." "That is inst vvL., 7 ter
amt said he "you are The chap that has arr arr
zen making illusions TO my tattered sheets the
nd have come, sir, TO challenge Won n oor Al.