The national Republican., 1862-04-01
NATIONAL REPUBLICAN,.
Heyv Mr.. B..ehsr Lost HIS Boots.

The difference between and 8 is not very
great; only q single unit. And yet that diner
euos he's power over mans whole temper,
convenience, and dignity. Thus, at Buhalo,
nv boots we're set out at night TO be blAcked.
In the morning no boots were there, hougn
all the neighboring rooms had been served.
rang--I rang twice. "a pretty hotel-neariy
O'Clock, going out ct nine, oreaLisst 70 %
took my somewhat emphatic order, and left
Every minute was an hour. Il always h when
you are out Of temper. A man In his stocking
feet, In third story Of hotel, nnds himself
restricted IN locomotioo. l went to the door,
looked up and down the hall, saw frowsy
chambermaids; sAw afar of the master Of the
coat scuttle; saw gentlemen walking In bright
boots, unconscious Of the privileges they enjoy
ed, but did not So any one coming with my
boots. A German servant at length came,
round and ruddy-faced, very Kind and good
natured, honest and stupid. He informed me
that gentleman had already taken boots No.
7s (my number.) He would hunt him up;
thought be was at breakfast.
Here was new vexaiou. Who was the man
who had taken my number and gone for my
boots! Somebody had them on, warm and
nice, and Wa enjoying his coffee, while walked
up and down, with less and less patience, who
had none too much at FIRST. No servant re.
turned. rang again, and sent energetic and
stsccato messengers 10 the ONCE. Some water
had been spilled on the floor. stepped In i
Of course. In winter, cold water feels a. II II
burned you. Unpacked my valise for new
stockings. Time was speeding. II was quarter
past eight; train at nine, no boots and no break
fast slipped on pair Of sandal-rubbers, toe
large by inches for my naked foot, and while
shiffied along the hall, they played up aud dowr
On my feet. First, one shot off; that secured
the other dropped on the stairs; people that
met looked as II they thought that was no
well over last nights spree.
1t was very annoying. Reached the ofic,
and expressed my mind. First, the clerk rams
the hell three times flriously. then ran forth
himself, met the German boots, who had beo''
~ 10 his hand, narrow and long. thinking per
haps, I could wear them. Who knows but Z.
had my boots? Some curiosity was beginning
10 be felt among the Dystanders II was likely
that l should have half the hotel inquirini
after my boots. I abhor u scene Retreated u
my room. On the way thought would lool
al room 77's boots. Behold, they were mine
There were the broken pull ll.straps the patel
Oh the right side and the very shape Of m
toe-infsllible tigns The fellsw had marke'
them II aud net 7S. And all this hours tumui
arose from lust the difference between and S
lost my boots. lost the train, lost my TEN
per, and, of course, lost my good manner
Everybody does, that loses temper. But boot
on, breakfast served, cup Of coffee brough
peace and good will. The whole matter too
a ludicrous aspect. / moralized upon that 10
trinity that puts mans peace at the mercy
Dutchmsn's chalk. Had he written seventy
eight, had been a good -natured man lookin
at Niagara Falls in its winter dress. He wrot
seventy-seven, and fumed saw only my owl
falls, and spent the day In Buffalo
Are not most Of the pets and rubs of lit
such as this: Few men could afford, to-mor
row, TO review the things that vexed them YET
terday. We boast Of being free, yet every ma
permits the most arrant trihes to rule aud rid
him. A man that Ia vexed and angry turns th
worst part of himself into sight, and exhibit
himself In buffoon's coat and FOOLS cap, an
walks forth TO be jesred Aud yet ones ten
per does worse by him than that. And me
submit to 1t, not once, but often, and SOM
times every day. | wonder whether thet
sage reflections will make me patient and quiz
the next time my boots are misplaced