New Orleans daily crescent. [volume] ([New Orleans, La.]) 1851-1866, 1859-07-18
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and no more tidings Of Yellow Jack than there was
IN January. Let US be thankful.
MILsEsURG Is stirring little town on Sunday !;
particularly such summer Sunday as yesterday
was. We had time to take a trip thther, the
neasner IN town being as hot as q mustard poui-
uce' and there being, according to prevalent su.
pers.iuon, some cool and soothing atmosphere,
equal 10 the Balm OF Gilead, or Railways Ready Re.
lief.
Ialk OF sardines or figs being pressed close! You
snouo nave seen or been one Of the mul ttude that
packed eacn halfhourly train Of cars The collect.
ols mad 70 light their way through the cars and stop
az the end OF every car to hitch up their breeches
winch the weight Of the accumulating specie kent
pulllng down. The train we went in was ierked by
.ne new locomotive VIM. Il. Avery, on active duty
1or the first time: magnificent machine, with pim
enough to take the track itself In tow and leap from
me end OF the lake wharf to the breakwater. Fact
Inc thing, being new, was quite fzzy and spitty
and in our anxiety to get good look at it, as it
scooted down the road got our nice white Sunday
suit spotted with black from head to foot As the
Spots are vouched to wash out shall not bring an
action for damages against the VIM. h. Avery.
But Milneburg! One solid mass OF people from
the hotel to the wharfend the great mass poor me.
cnanlcs and working men, all in their Sunday best,
with their families; wives without number children
without end; the toddlers hanging on to the hoops
OF the mammies the sucklngs in the arms of the
proud and patriotic pappies. Woodenlegged fddlers
blind organ-grinders, melancholy harpists, adding
their mite to the general agony crowded ice.cream
and soda tents thronged cake-stands, with crabs
and hard-boiled eggs and cigars, and anything you
might want for picayune all this for the cheap
class The dollar class around too; the hotel full
Boudros crowded; Miguel's jammed the other
restaurants thriving and all the bar.rooms doing
land-ofce business. Cracking in the billardrooms,
popping in the pistolgalleries, and an appetizing
smell OF mintjulep and broiled sheep-head all over
the town. wonderful little town. particularly on
hot summer Sunday afternoon.
Out on the wharf, (about halfa-mile long } no less
life or variety. Wenches with their cakes, candy,
fruit and flowers line the whole distance and seem to
do good business. But look at the bathhou ses
The lake is SO thoroughly churned by the bathers,
that the fishes must come to drink the water for SOUP
Families OF men, women and children, bathing at their
house on one side; men and boys, of all conditions
whoopng and yelling and spashing the water on the
other side. Not half rooms enough new corners
with prepaid towels in their hands, loang along the
galleries and watching greedy for the first vacant
room. Everybody and everything down there, doing
rushing cash business.
The amiable Dagoes who hire the skiffs and lug
gers are all out, skimmng the bosom of the lake
with merry crowds of paying customers. Some 20
through the farce of fishing Oh what fun it is to the
Dagoes to see the city enthusiasts go out loaded down
with pole and line, and basket and bait, and catch
nothing, and on coming in buy bunch of croakers
of them, the Dagoes, who, though they enjoy the
fun, know what business is, and never crack smile
some just to feel the soft undulatory motion and
the breeze of sail under full canvas ; some 20 out
to dive and splash in the clean deep water and
Others go out to do any thing just because they have
nothing to do, and don't know what else to do.
But see! The sky is deep indigo to the north
east, and the declining sun wraps himself in q
muffer of ashy sky. Ah, here it comes A broad
belt of foamfecked green makes the overhanging
indigo look moore deeply blue. Several grayish
connections between the blue and the green must
be rain-storms, miles apart. All remain to look on
and admire. Streaks of fire flash across the upper
blue the dancing white streaks on the green below
become more visible the stupid multitudes begin to
apprehend that storm is coming, and they begin
to travel for the main land.
Whew! here it is! Away go lot of straw hats,
ktng over the lake, and riding the waves like ducks
The ladies are in dire Distress the wind which is al
most gale, plays the mischief with their hoops :;
they stoop to hold their hoops down the wind is
rascally, and the vagrom men and boys, with their
hats under their arms, whoop with delight. Hardly
lady on the wharf whose ance was not visible at
times to her knee! No peace for ladies' in gale on
that wharf, at least whilst hoops continue in fashion,
See the sailboats! the skifs flying home before the
wind with all sail spread, and men at the oars
beside. They are not scared, oh no; only they
want to get in before the rain comes on. There
goes the bonny Kate" the pleasure yatch of the
Old Third, with her usual merry crew on board.
They see the gale, and hesitate, steering different
ways. BIN! it strikes them The Kate lays over
and displays her CATERS; down goes her foresai ;
sews her rudder to the wind and off she goes, scud
ding, under mansail and jib, for Pass Manchac
Great excitement on the wharf. The question is,
will the Recorder get back in time for Monday morn
lng's business, or will anybody get sea-sick ?a
Here comes the Arrow from Mandeville, jumping
the waves and rocking as jauntily as nautilus. The
wind compels her to make the best landing she can ;
she is densely crowded and as she touches the wharf
there is perfect explosion of passengers from her
gangway. The gentlemen are joking each other !;
the ladies also are laughing, but looking pale and
splitting cotton No question but that, like Chawls
Yellowplush, they had discovered what basins were
made for.
Last item Of all, this reporter finds vacant room
in the bathhouse-plunges n--rides the waves--gets
carried out somewhat too far-has hard swim to
get back-and comes out painting and satisfied. The
waves delightful to ride but they do steal one
| away so.
The return cars are gorged and glutted train after
train; seats crammed aises filled with ISLANDERS,
platforms gorged, steps piled up, not even place
left to stick toe into or to hang by the hand
| everybody in an i'll humor at the crowd, and no one
making more of the crowd than he, the grumbler.
Of truth, Milneburg is place to see, on hot
Sunday afternoon in July.
THE STEAMER RAyENswooD was destroyed by fire
on Lake Pontchartrain, early on Saturday morning.
She had just left Vaudeville for this city, and was about
six miles from shore when the flames, which started
in the wood near the furnace the hold burst forth
The spread of the flames was rapid and it being out
of the question to the boat get her back tc
shore the life boats were launched and occupied
by the passengers and crew, who fortunately did moi
number more than thirty; but few being ladies'
Capt Miller and his clerk, Mr.. Moore, won mucl
praise by the cool and orderly manner in which they
managed things amid scene of SO much excitemen
and fright. Before the boats could be launched
number of persons had taken to the water with plank
and other lfe.saying articles one man buoying him
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