New Orleans daily crescent. [volume] ([New Orleans, La.]) 1851-1866, 1859-01-07
Neh 0rltans 9ailg Crescent.
The weather-The sIud--The Mails.

We don't often allude to that fruitful topic, the
weather. That readers will bear US out in assert
ing the verify Of this proposition entirely conf
dent. We never touch the weather question unless |
under peculiar circumstance stirred thereto
by unwonted provocation-for we do not consider it
right, without special justification. to poach on the
preserves claimed and occupied for long time by our
original right.hand neighbor. But, as our neghbor
has ceased issuing daily bulletins and consequently
"all the world and the rest Of mankind" are left
in Cimmerian darkness regarding the state of the
weather. we have arrived at the conclusion that it is
our bounden duty to enghten them to the extent of
our humble ability True we are not versed in anti
quaran lore like fortunate neighbor True can
not prove that the moon snot made of green cheese
that it is made Of lobster salad like our gifted
neighbor, for our astronomical education was sadly
neglected in the days Of our infancy. True, we are
not brilliant, profound eloquent pointed witty sar.
CASTLE classic and wise yet "on this OCCASION and in
behalf of these long suffering people, we believe we
can say few blunt words in untutored and in.
experienced way, about that abstruse subject-the
weather.
Well, here goes: When, in the course Of human
| events "-oh, that won't do. Let's try it again
Liberty and Union "-confound it, that is worse
than the first. Let essay another effort: There
is tide in the affairs OF men which, taken at the
food, leads deuce take it, it is leading us in the
opposite direction from which we started. "Never
give it up so" always our motto. So for another
attempt: When the mud turtle shall soar to the
tops Of the loftiest mountains and gaze with an un-
dazzed eye into the profoundest depths of the blue
empyrean, and when the eagle shall dive to the low
est recesses of old oceans abyss and hold soft con-
verse with angelic mermads - there it is again,
broke down worse than ever One more trial +" When
my eyes shall be turned to behold for the last time the
sun in heaven, may y"-oh, lordy! We are wholly in
competent to treat cassically such profound sub.
ject as the weather. We give it up. We )" acknowl-
edge the corn" or whole bushel of corns. We
yield undisputed possession of the field to the Plea
yune.
Here boys-or rather young gentlemen, just gradu-
atedyou, who are always trying to put the longest
words into pretty round sentences--just see what
Y" yaulting ambition" has brought us to, and draw
the proper moral accordingly. When we were young
about year and half ago, more, just as you are
now read, just as you have read, Of an old chap
named Milo who tried to pull down an oak, or some
kind of sapling, by main strength, and just as he
got it down it suddenly rebounded drew him back
with terrific violence, cracked his thick skull, Of
used him up badly some way or other That was
terrible thing for Milo; and trying to compete will
the Picayune on the weather question has brought
} to pretty pass. Think Of it, boys-proft by ou
Ioss-and never try to jump too high lest you fall
, back too hard.
Now, if we had sought to describe the weathe
yesterday in our common, ordinary way, we shoul,
not have failed. we should have said that it wa
rainy, cloudy, murky, and generally and abominabl
disagreeabe. Doesn't that cover the whole ground
Isn't it concise, precise, lucid and satisfactory?
there solitary point left untouched? Certainl
not
AS for the mud part of the business we can talk q
! integenty learnedly and classically as the Pics
yune can about the weather anything else. Listen
The streets were as muddy yesterday as the sky Wa
y drippy-as muddy, as muddy, ,as-anything Their
Is isn't that clear and comprehensive, as glorious oil
's HARRY CLAY would say. We don't believe anythn
J. ever appeared in the columns of our righthan
K neighbor more vigorous, argumentative, brillian
g. conclusive, OR beautiful.
D. As for the mails, we haven't had any for four
five days, and if another route should be opened
addition to the Mobile and Jackson Railroad route
shall never expect to receive any more mails, ar
believe our people will be compelled in self.defens
to resort to antquated mule expresses, provided I'll
old jackass at the head of the Post Office Departme
at Washington doesn't issue an official proclamatic
and forbid it, If he does, we go in for armed revol
tion and war to the knife. Our battle cry shall bt
), Resistance to tyrants is obedience to God?"