Litchfield enquirer., 1862-03-06

mys William, feelingly, q and see how much they've cut off from the tops of their dresses, to make banddages for our wounded soldiers, I can't help feeling that their neck-or-nothing appearance, 50 far from being indelicate, is ve- " delicate proof of their devoted love of Union.
 aI agree with you, my azure humanitarian" ," says l. "There's precious little scaist about such dresses"
 William closed one eye, turned his head one side like facetious canary. and says he-
 "Now lovely woman scants her dress, with bandages the sick to bless; and stoops So far to wars alarms, her very frock is under arms P
 l believe him, my boy!
 Returning to the General. we took a turn in the East Room, and enjoyed the panorama of youth, beauty and whiskers, that wound its va riegated length before us
 The charming Mrs. L--, of Illinois was richly attired in frock and gloves, and wore 9 wreath of flowers from amaranthine bowers.s She was affable as an angel with Q new pair of wings and was universally allowed to be the most beautiful woman present.
 The enthralling Miss C., from Ohio, was elegantly clad in dress, and wore number four gaiters. So brilliant was her smile, that when she laughed at one of Lord Lyons witticisms, all of light, and several nervous dowagers cried
  beautiful present.
 The fascinating Miss L., of Pennsylvania, was superbly robed it an attire of costly material with expensive founces. She wore two gloves, and complete pair of earrings, and spoke so musically that the MarinesBand thought there was an Rolian harp in the window. She was cetainly the most beautiful woman present.
 The bewitching Mrs. G., from Missouri, was splendidly dressed in breastpin and lace founces, and wore her hair brushed back from a forehead like Mount Athos. Her eyes reminded one of diamond springs sparkling in the shade of whispering willows. She was decidedly the finest type of beauty present.
 The President wore his coat and whiskers, and bowed to all salutations like graceful door hinge.
 There was tall Western Senator present who smiled so much above his stomach, that was reminded of the beautiful lines "As some tall cliff that lifts its awful form, Swells from the vale, and midway leaves the
 storm;
 Though round it's base a country's ruin spread, Eternal moonshine settles on it's head"
 Upon going into the supper room, my boy, beheld paradise of eatables that made me wish myself knife and fork, with nothing but a bottle of mustard to keep me company. There were oysters ln fatndum; turkeys c La ru1aes chickens la MeAuseleh; beef la Bull Run fruit c la stumikake; jellies Kolararmorbus and ices la ague6z.
 The ornamental confectionery was beautifully symbolical of the times. At one end of the ta ble there was large lump of white candy, with six carpet tax lying upon it. This represented the Tax on Sugar." At the other end was a large platter, containing imitation mud, in which two candy brigaders- were swimming towards each other, with their swords between their teeth. This symbolized War"
 Executive not being inclined to be too expensive in its marketing, most ingenious expedient was adopted to make it appear that there was as much of certain costly delcacies on the table as there really was. About the centre of the table lay large mirror, aud on this were placed few expensive dishes. Of course the looking-glass gave them double effect. For instance, if there was pound of beefsteak on the table, it produced another pound in the glass, and the effect was two pounds.
 When economy can be thus artistically- blend. ed with plenitude, my boy, money ceases to be king, and butcher bills dwindle. Hereafter, when receive for my rations pint of trans parent coffee and two granite biscuit, shall use looking glass for plate.
 It was the very which-ing hour of night when the General and myself left the glttering scene, and we had to ask several patrols (which" way to go.
 On parting with my comrade-in-arms, says I, General, the ball is success.'
 He looked at me ill three winks, an1 says he
 " It was a success-particularly the bowl of punch.'
 Yours, for soda water, ORPHUs C. KERR