The Potter journal. [volume] (Coudersport, Pa.) 1857-1872, 1865-05-17
Going TO Camp Meeting.

Going to Camp Meeting.
Ihave read about dust. They have
dust clouds in the Sahara, occasionally,
which produce death. In Washington,
also, you will their perfection. But the
dust clouds of the road to camp surpass
them ALL They do not bury you, like
those of the Sahara-they only halfchoke
half smother, wholly disguise, and teto-
tally chargrin' you. The dust clouds of
our cities are bad, and incomodo you, but
they compensate you by displaying, in
their natural and bewitching elegance, the
it is not our fault if the ladies
lcW promenade on windy day, and we
are sure it is not their fault, for do not
the robust kisses of HIolus enable them
TO dispense with rouge?-besides reveal.
ing to US the eUormities Of 'Hoopimania,
end 'ropiphobia' But camp meeting road
dust has not a redeeming quality. It
Injuries our compieotion, embrOwns cur
broadcloth, dingles our linens, irritates
our eyes and our tempers, and exoites q
sternutatory vebemence, which is the de-
cided reverse of agreeable. As ! rode
RAPIDLY along,I wished wells were tc men
permissible, and | though how sensible
fellow was that black yelled Yankee
preacher, Of whom cur Psychologist 40.
nornahstic' Hawthorne makes such a
determined mystery.
Finally [ arrived at the pveciucts.-
Hacks, watermeIons, negl oes, omnibuses,
dorgs, and confusion were prevalent here.
Every sort Of possible turn out was to
be discovered Mr. Twoue Fortee's skcl-
eton sulky, with his dashing nag, stood
alongside Of old negro Moses Bimbo's
'cyart aud bull IN single harness. Solo
mon Dollarum, Esq.'9 barouohe and four
hob nobbed with Hcam Spunn's incur
ried pony, a wagon-six hovses-lcaded
with merry country girls, had for next
nelghbor a hack full Of "atwoCious cwea-
tures," as my friend Yards Ticque would
cal! them, rough rowdies, full Of slang
and whlskey. But what Of that F.? Is not
this country genuine 'demooratic, and
is the President toSaxpect greater con-
sideration than a coal HEAVIER? If he does
he is doomed to disappointment. We got
ourselves brushed at the barber's aud
steered for the circle. On the way there
we slipped twice on q piece Of watermelon
rind we were kicked at by q vicious horse
assalled by fierce blackberry bush, and
besIanged by q drunken roWdy, Also
we had the pleasure Of boBing to Mrs.
-, and to Miss. of twice picking
up wells dropped with afo-ethought CO.
quetry-and Of renewing to several friends
and acquaintance, from city and country,
the sentiments of our most distinguished
consideration. By the way, what does
that diplomatic phrase mean
Preaching had rot begun, and promon.
aiding was in progress. We took con-
venient stand, and tried to catch tie re-
marks Of the various couples, az they
went slowly by US.
Yes indeed, (two girls talking, Of
course) 'and my brother Tom says that
Henry Soaker bracs about the many times
he has kissed her right in the mouth and
she never sIaps him at all when nobody
is bv, and I'm sure I should die if people
were to talk about ne as they dc about
her
Corn is up again, you know, and I
shall make at leaat six hundred barrels
if | make a peck and consequently
What a spectacle this is, to be suah,
Chawles. All, wondah if these people
dem'd pooty gul, amt she-buiId theyah
own tents ava hiwah men to Go it fOwah
.em. must be q gweat boah to-
BE married in six weeks from last
Tuesd8y. / heard ma talking about 1t
but yon mustn't mention it for the world.
1t is a great secref,-
'Really, now, and she's as ugly as
The finest SOW you ever saw,sin Pure
Berkshire, and has niue splendid pigs
1t was the best trade l ever made, and I
wouldn't take thirty dollars for
'Scollopped petticoat only look, Amyl
Nine founces, and hoops in the bargain !
Oh, how | should love to-
GO to picnic on Thursday? Oh, thank
you. Yor dort know how | wonld love
to be present, sir am so fond Of the
exbilarating dance, but father says
I am truly gratifed, my dear young
friend, to learn that you are so deeply
imprested with the necessity of immedi-
ate repeutance,a ,aud shall this day make
Ten yards ofgimp for the bosom, and
maroon velvet binding for the neck and
sleeves, and oh, Emily
'The finest baby you ever saw--black
eyes and large limbs, six weeks old, and
Weighs
Sixty one ounces and quarter to the
bushel. None better in the country.
Free from garlic and cockrel, and large
grained. | hold it at