The evening telegraph. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1864-1918, 1866-06-19

tender wishes evinced In this constant recur-
renee to antiquated delights, still trusted TO pre-
vail upon the charity OF some celestial athn'ty
TO clasp them in q spiritual aid never.endng
embrace. With this intent the venerable sisters
began to m ngle more closely with throng OF
possible loy ers-the shades of Beau Brummell,
Henry Clay, and Oliver Cromwell being among
theml
But, in the meanwhile, an appalling catas
tophe had been prepared by the crowd of vul-
gar outsiders who lqckng the inner vision OF
those who we're observing the supernatural
features of the scene, were only conscious Of
the spectacle of some three hundred elderly
people in their underclothes wandering about
and poeturlng themselves in manners not unlike
those described oil dervshes and witches in
other days. Failing, in all methods adopted. to
disturb or arouse these perverse anomalies
from their ecstatic trance, the youth among
the spectators had devised selfish resort to
while away the hours prior to their awakening.
huge bowl of punch, transported from
neiehboring tavern, had been poi-ed upon
a temporary table of logs. Around this source
of cneer a conclave. which had drank
tainty, now clamored Tor song. 1t was at the
very moment when the tender and venerable
votaries had determined to bring their languish-
ing endeavors to crisis that young reveller
struck up, in response to this clamor, with
voice outrlvalling the below OF the Bull OF
Bsshan:-
clip! hipl hurrah for 'afinitics,'
When they are pretty, and witty and youngl
Matrors 8 NAV cleave unto whom they belong!
Fol de Tol lido, toorah laY
Fol nddleum, riddeum toOrali lay!
Drink drink! drain all your glasses dry!
Leave not heel.tap TO flavor the how'll
Health wealth love TO all asses, high
Up or low down-in the body or soul!
Fol de rol lido, to- rah lay;
Fol riddle um, riddleum, toorali layW
This shocking vocal desecration, although it
did not produce, lent its effect to the melan-
choly crisis that had ensued. The yearning
sisters, resolved upon the trial of hazardous
coup de main, had flung themselves, with be-
seeching and poignant cries bodily upon the
bosoms of divers ghostly inamOratas in the
shapes of questors, kings, and cardinals-which
bosoms, unable 10 bear the pressure OF 80 much
carnal avoiIdupos, had incontinently given
way before the shock, leaving the yearning Sis
tiers to mutter their affectionate VOWS in the
''dull cold ear" of earth. A burst of unearthly
laughter filed the air above their sprawlng
forms; and as they arose indignant and half
aroused to a lower consciousness by the
bruises of their tall, the peals of vulgar mlrth
and the clamors OF Baccnanalian orgie around
them, we've mingled in their double sense of
hearing with the notes OF this sardonic song from
their angelic deceivers recedng up the skies:-
"The banquet waits
Within tue gares;
ST. Peter snOres letween his dragons;
A thousand shades
OF strving-maidS
Bend o'er the board with brimming fiagons;
The characters
Are waiting, dears,
With triple seated ph9ton wagons.
Embark embark!
1he dreamful dark
Creeps fast along the Elysian medows;
Ii is the hour!
Loves altar. flower,
Despoile6 in matrons and IN widows
is missed the least,
Imagined best
Among the blisstul evening shadows.
Embark, nor lear;
Youth beauty, here
Are naught o every sanity lover
The bashful tones
OF maids ana crones
Sound sweet alike as bees in clover,
W hose hath faith
A yeaIning wrath
Awaits, TO clasp her and to prove her
N. Y. World.