The day book. [volume] (Norfolk, Va.) 1857-1867, 1860-02-11

4 RACE FOR BONNET sop tells us a
very pretty story of the traveller who was
compelled to give up his cloak ct the instance
Of the sun, after the wind had made an met
ractual effort to deprive him of it. 1t APP
pears that the wind only had the effect of
msking him wrap it closer about him, but
when the warm rays of noon day sun were
shed with all their force upon his devoted
head, be was fain to cast it loose and finally
give it up altogether. This is fact, as well
authenticated as fabulous history can be,and
is well known to all classical readers. But
the order Of things have changed since the
days when the beasts of the field, the birds
language, as instance case in point, where
the sun had no power, .but where the wind
deprived lady of her bonnet, and there
upon, got an extempore handicap much after
the John Gilpin order. This said race came
off as,the lower end of Main street yesterday,
and was matter of much amusement to We
quiet denizens Of We aforesaid locality. Old
soreas was piping away with any amount
Of energy, and with breath savouring
strongly of the Arctic regions, when lady
Hsa seen to emerge from one of the Dry
Goods stores and pass down Main street.
Old Boreas, the rude old fellew, played many
mad prsnks with her dimity, and once or
twice exposed the tops of her gaiters to
the gaze of the curious men who were pas.
keeping her skirts in proper and prudent
position, and so averse did she seem to the
exposure of her --- CATERS, that she paid
very little sttsntion to the Glove of bon
net" which set so becomingly upon the back
of her head. Bye and bye, old Boreas
Slled his cheeks, and then gave such an I'M
expected and powerful puff, that she, the
aforesaid lady, was compelled to turn around
to settle her skirts, End in SO doing, this same
little glove of bonnet" filled with wind
the strings parted and away it went up the
street, rolling and jumping over the cobble
stones as tho it had been half inflated toy
balloon, so trammelled up with ribbons and
lace that it could not fly. The lady stood
sghasti her hair was streaming wildly
aroUnd her fair brow, and the cold North
wind wantoned with her tresses. She SEEM
ed undecided for minute, when just at that
moment, her bonnet settled with quiet and
sffectionate embrace in most tempting lit
tie puddls.
In a moment she was after it, and just as
she reached her hand out to grasp it, anoth-
or puff from old Boreas lifted her bonnet be-
yond her reach, and her skirts to a very
unbecomisg height, and now commenced
the race. The bonnet rolled and jumped,
and travelled, with flying streamers, before
she wind; the lady ran and pulled, and blew
Like the immortal Gilpin, she carried
weight in the shape of bundle, which she
dropped in the street, and now Invested of
its weight, renewed the race with accellera'
ted speed; but the bonnet had the start and
the probability is that she would not have
caught it by this time had not juvenile de-
scendsnt oil Ham rushed ihto the street and
stopped the reckless and Roadway career OF
the truant bonnet, by putting her foot on
it. The bonnet was recovered, but, shade
Of Alamods what q shapeless bedraggled
mass it was
The lady made frantic but Intellectual eff
forts to restore it to something of its former
shape that she might again place it on the
back of her head, but twas no use, the re-
fraetory bonnet would not be restored, and
the lady was compelled to procure hack to
take her home.
Morsl-Nevsr tie your bonnet with rot
ten strings.