Civilian & telegraph. [volume] (Cumberland, Md.) 1859-1875, 1865-02-09

lucky adventure to him, but without his good
will
Whether the effect OF the wine was increased
by the growing cold of the New Years night
or by Rosa's delusions, or not, it is certain
that the wantonness of the Princely watch
man, increased overland
In the midst of crowd of people standing
oil street corner he blew his horn with such
power that the ladies sprung back with loud
cry, and the men scarcely less frightened,
remained motionlcss, with alarm. Julian
cried the hour, and sang as follows:
t. The traffic of our famous town,
In swift decline. is going down;
Zen with our maidcnS, brown and fair,
M,n seek 70 longer row TO pair
The goods are dressed to suit all eyes
But yet no husband bids or buys"
How shameless - cried few female
voices in the crowd, Ito compare us with
goods and wares - But many of the men
present laughed out of full throat. .Da
Capor :" cried few jolly fellows. Bravo,
Watchman," cried others. "What do you
mean, fellow, by abusing our ladies in the
street, snortcd young lieutenant, who had
pretty girl on his arm, to the watchmsn.
"Sir, Lieutenant, the watchman sings,
alas, Gods truth" observed young miller
''and even the woman now on your arm,
proves its truth. Hey, girl, kuowest thou
me? Knowest thou who l am? Hey :?
Does it become betrothed bride to be run
ming around of nights with another man?
will tell thy mother about it tomorrow. l
will have nothing more to do with thee -
The maiden veiled her face and pulled the
officers arm to move on. But the Lieuten-
ant warrior, had no idea of evacuating the
ground before the miller, so easily, but de-
termincd to maintain it with honor. lie
poured out flood Of curses, and as the miller
remained not a word in his debt he raised
his cane. But suddenly a couple of thick
spanish reeds, in burgherly FISTS were raised
over the Licutcnant's head.
Sir" cried broad shouldcred beer brew
er to the soldier, Don't you begin muss
OH that bad girls account here. know the
miller, he is all honest man. He is right,
and the watcllnan is right so true as live
An honorable citizen and workman cannot
take maiden in our town to wife The
women all want to raise themselves above
their rank. Instead of knitting stockings,
they read romances instead of caring for
kitchen and cellar, they run to theatres and
concerts. At home dirty and filthy, in the
streets they 90 adorned like Princesscs.
They bring nothing to their husbands for
dowry, but a couple handsome dresses, laces,
ribbons, intrigucs, romances, and idl eness.
Sir, speak from experience. If our burgher
daughters were not all SO spoiled, would
have married, long since, myself"
All the bystandcrs laughed loudly. The
Lieutenant slowly raised his weapon toward,
the two spanish reeds, and said, insolently,
Only this was wanting, to hear prnitential
sermons, from the burgerly pack.
"Whst, burghcrly pack cried nail
smith, who carried one of the spanish reeds.
4" You noble idlers, whom we must feed fat
with our taxes and imposts, talk off the
burgherly pack your lazincss is the cause of
all our domestic misfortuncs There wouldn't
be half so many honorable girls single, if you
had learned to work and pray"
Several young officers now came up, but also
many masters and journcyman. Boys made
snow-bal!s and let them Fly into the thickest
of the crowd, in order to have their share of
the fun. The first ball hit the distinguished
Lieutenant on the nose. He took it for an
assault of the burgherly pack" and raised
his came. The battle began.
The Prince who had heard only the be-
ginning of the quarrel, had long since, merry
and laughing, gone to another street, indif-
ferent tie the consequence of his song. lie
came to the palace of count Bodenlos, the
Finance Minister. lie was not upon the best
of terms with tie gentleman, as Philip had
already discovered. Julian saw all the win
dows illuminated. The Minister'S wife had n
great party, Julian in his satiric and poetic
mood, planted himself opposite the house and
blew his horn loudly. A few gentlemen and
ladies', perhaps, because they had nothing bet
ter to do, opened the windows curious to hear
the watchmap.
Waterman :" cried one of the gentlemen.
" Sing pretty verse of the New Yssr" This
request brought many of the party to the
window. Julian, after he bad called the