Evansville daily journal. (Evansville, Ind.) 1863-1866, 1865-02-18
Artemus Ward on Boston.

ANNNAAMR WAea u VS. AV"NRssF
Artemua thus writes to his Dear
Betsy" concerning his late visit 10 the |
"Modern Athens
The winder Of M room commands q
exhileratin view Of Cops Hill, where
Cotton Mather, the father Of the Reform
ers aud SIGH, lies berried There Is men
even now who worship Cotton, and there
II wimmen who wear him next their
heart. But | don't weep for him, Hes
been dead too lengthy ! han't going 70
be absurd ] like old Mr. Skillins, IN our
naborhood, who Is ninety-six years OF
age, who gets drunk every lection day,
and weeps bitterly because he haiut got
no parents He's nice orphan, he is,
Bunker Hill ia over yonder in Charles
town. Ia l7T5 thrillin' drama was
acted out over there, in which the war.
rem Combination" played star parts.
Old Mr.. Faneul Is ded, but his Hall s
still into full blarst This Is tho Cradle
in which the Goddess Of Liberty uas
rocked, my Dear The Goddess hasn't
been very well durin the past few years,
and the num ria quack doctors she called
in didn't help her any; but the old gals
physicians now are men who understand
their business, Major generally apeakiu,
and think the day is near when she'll
be able to take her three meals day,
and sleep. nights as eomfbly as in the
old time.
The State House is filled with states
men, but sum Of m wear queer hats.
They buy N, / take it, of hatters who
carry on hat stores down stares in Dock
Square, and whose hats is either ten
years ahead Of the prevailing stile, or ten
years behind it--just as intellectual
person sees fit TO think about had
the pleasure Of talking with sevril mem.
bers Of the legislature. | told them the
Eye Of 1000 ages was onto we Ameri-
can people Of to-day They seemed
deeply impressed by the remarks, and
wanted to know il had seen tho Crate
0rigin2
Harvard Colledgs This celebrated
institootion OF learnin is pleasant stu
aied in the har.ruom Of Parker's IN
School street, and has poopila from all
over the country.
| went over to Lexington yes'd'y NV
boosum hove with sollim emotions. "a
this" | said too mRn who was drivin
yoke Of oxen, "this is where our revo-
lutionary forefnthers assorted their indie
pendence and split their Blud Classic
grouud -"
"Wall," the man said cts good for
white beans and potatoes, but as regards
raisin wheat, faint wort -----. But
hav' you seen the Crate 0rgin2'
returned in the Hoss Cars, part way.
A pooty girl Ia spectaeles set near me
and was tellin young man how much
he reminded her Of a young man she
used to know in Waltham. Pooay soon
the Young man got out, and smilin in
sednotiv manner, | said TO the girl in
spactaeles;
"Didn't l remisd You Of somebody
you used to know
''Yes,p she said, "you remiad me OF
one man, but he was sent to the peniten.
tiary for stealth bar'l of mackenzie
died there, so conclood you Amt him, I"
didn't pursoo the conversation. | only
heard her silvery voice once more durin
the remainder Of the journey Turnin
to a respectable looking female Of ad.
vsneed sumers, she asked her if she had
seen the Crate Origin?
We old chaps, my dear, are apt to for
get that it is some time since we was in
fants and ct lite food. Nothin of further
intrist took place ON the cars except a
colored gentleman, total stranger 10
me, asked if I'd lend him my diamond
brestpin to wear TO funeral in South
Bostoa told him I wouldn't-not a
pHrpttSs,
ment 10 have allooded to the Grea.
Origin IN this letter, but haven't seen
it. Mr.. Revere, whose tavern stop ar
informs me that 1t can be distinctly
heerd through smoked glass in his na-
tive town IN New Hampshire, any eleer
day. But setsin the Crate Origin aside
land indeed don't think heard it men.
toned all the time ] was there Boston
is one Of the grandest, sure-footdest,
clear-headest, eomfortablest cities on the
terrestrial globe.