New Orleans Republican., 1868-01-26
WINn-NEW oaIBANs TRIBuNB.

quietly in bed, indulging in the usual five
minutes leverie before taking the awful
leap of getting up, all at once we heard a
confused noise around us, hum of mar
ticulate sounds, babel, gabble, quack;
unknown tongues and yet mixture Of
French, Spanish, and dago; bad Latin, bad
English, and worse Mexican; and following
this antediluvian chatter Of learned mon
keys the shutters began to slam, the win
dows to rattle, the bed on which we were
lying to rock, and finally the whole house
to swing to and fro like a drunken man.
Of course our leap from the bed to the
floor upon hearing all this internal pell-
mell was much quicker than usual. At
first we felt of our head and found the noise
did not proceed from any champagne hum
drank at the Burns festival. We
were all right there, but our
hair still stood on end like
quilts on the fretfnl porcupine, and our
whole physical man trembled like Bob
Acres in the duel scene. We were not
drunk and yet we could not swear that we
we're sober exactly what was the matter
we could not make out. But as we stood
out upon the aoor in eur night garments and
in that remarkable attitude young Patrick,
who blacks our boots, raped at the door
that had not yet been taken off its hinges,
pushed his head in, and with frightened
ehatterng jaws announced that the "RIsMG
Storm" had burst upon the city, and that if
we would be saved we must rush to Ex-
change alley, and under the guidance of
Lot fee into the mountains. Upon this
startling fact being presented TO us in all its
horror, we thought of that fearful night
over Sodom, we thought of Lot, and yes,
we must in conscience say it, we thought of
Lots wife. We knew that curiosity had
been one of our besetting sins, aud we were
conscious that if we started to run away we
would take one look back to see the "rising
storm" rage in all its fury over the doomed
city of our adoption.
And then the thought, if we did look back,
Of being changed in the twinkling of an eye
into a salt mine, for rebel and Yankee
spectators to dig in, and create bogus
stock out Of, was repulsive in the extreme.
We then and thereupSn decided we
wouldn't go. but stay and perish in the
storm, or struggle manfully with, and over
come it. But as we were mastering up
courage to venture forth and face the
" storm in all its fury the windows ceased
to rattle, the house 70 rock, the cats and
dogs to run afRrighted about, and nature
relapsed into her former peaceful and serene
repose. We went forth upon the gallery,
and found that alter all the bluster, the
great rising storm" YVES nothing but
little puff Of wind from the direction of Ex-
change alley, out Of little white cloud
that had wandered away from st. Charles
street, and had felt out of sorts ever since;
that all the sound and fury, the bowling
and the wailing, the chattering and the jab-
beriRg, was the result of painfully sore
and windy head or a sore back from
wounds received at the nomination at Me |
,hanics' Institute week or two tince. And |
how our fear was changed into laughter |
when we ventured ourselves into Exchange |
alley and found that the wind all proceed.
ID from hand-bellows vigorously worked |
BY one-legged confederate soldier, bor-
owed for The occasion from Camp street.
We complimented the plucky little fellow,
1ut told him we thought he could do better
handing behind the big organ in The Jesuits'
cathedral, for then the wind that he could
aise would make sweet sounds, and not
he internal vail that aroused us from oar
lumber and set the whole house ia an
Iproar.
Bat there is after all philosophy in and a
philosophy Of winds. The wind in Exchange
lley has blown all that is valuable from
Is neighborhood and dropped it around and
q st. Charles street. The wind, too, has
uriied the atmosphere, and being accom-
anied by little mock thunder and light
ing like that we hear and see aleng the
orion on a summers evening, has drawn
le attention Of sober people to the
lee little rebel plot worked up by 4
amp street to divide the Repub-
can party. Sore heads always form
le nucleus Of opposing parties, and Camp
rect being aware of this fact is pouring
i upon heads now that it will pour aqua
'rtis upon the moment it has them in its
Dwer Mechanics Institute has been the
'ene Of one tragedy, and Camp street and
alley are trying to work up an
her enc on the same coHsecrated spot.
ForbearI friends Of Exchange alley.
be "rising storm" Camp street is
lily watching the heavens for, and
voking the aid OF SATAN to urge /
J, is the same old storm that has {
zen mnstering in the heavens ever since !
adreW johnson inspired rebels with the Z
'pe that they could receiver their .lost I
use" And if through the treachery Of /
e executive, The supineness Of congress, :
d the tinidity OF the Republican party :
e storm is allowed to burst with all its I
~ over our heads, you and all Of us {
II be swept before II like chaff before Q
The contest we are now en- i
ged in is not one Of men,--it is one Of :
ineiple as old ss the human heart, as t
cred as The human soul, al everlasting as 9
9 throne Of God himselE Men are but r