New Orleans Republican. [volume] (New Orleans, La) 1867-1878, 1868-08-30

be seen on our streets, who might be called
the Plaintive Piper. He Is not like the
Pied Piper Of Hamelin, who fascinated
young children so that they followed him to
awatery grave. Nobody follows him.
His pipe is not 'pipe Of peace,p for it is
too melancholy. Ifpeace had such piping
tunes it would be doleful indeed.
It is not a pipe of war, for there is none of
the trumpet's Blair about 1t.
Speaking after the manner Of Old Levee,
street, where the gentle claret is sold, we
might cali it "pipe of whine
The piper walks gravely on Canal street
and now and then pipes sad strain. He
ia an old man, but his air is 6 minor
He cares for nobody, and nobody cares for
him. It is said that you always have to pay
the piper, as rule, but nobody ever paid
him anything, except perhaps that reverence
which is due to senlity and seediuess.
We have sought to pluck out the heart of
his mystery, but we have failed. The
"key I" to his conduct may be whisky; it
may be that, like the oyster of the story,
he was crossed in love-, and has exchanged
the luscious pleasing of Lutte for the queer
dissonance of that fageolet which he now
blows.
1t is most likely, however, that he is only
dim ghost of the Lost Cause, and that on
the fourth of November next he will give
one farewell howl, and vanish from what
Mr.. Bustamente is pleased to call the
Boulevard Canal.H
1t would be decent if the Democratic pa
pers of our town would give. the Legislature
credit for what it does. 1t can get on very
well without such credit, but decency is de-
cency, on the same principle that ''eggs is
eggs, especially in New Orleans, where
''hen.fruit" is expensive.
The Legislature which has sent State Sc.
curities up some twenty per cent, and will
send them up to par; which has Incorporate
ed the New Orleans Elevator Company;
which has enabled the Chattanooga Railroad
Company to run their great line through the
city, and on to Texas, SO that it will yet go
to the Pacific, which has given us a good
police. aud provided for decent militia,
and which is now busy in plans for the
leyees and for other works Of public utility
and sanitary advantage, will yet receive the
thanks of an intelligent people.
"
This duet is said to be good. The Bag is
not much of singist, but it does waltz, and
on slight proyocation would take hand-a
lady'S hand, we mean,
The Waltz.
"a Duet for Music, with Waltz Accompaniment,
He. The music stirs, her footstep flies,
SHE. So near, so dear | meet his eyes,
HE. Her beauty swims before my eyes,
SHE. He sees not through by loves disguise:
He. l clasp her mine to win and wear
SHE. Whirld through the dance alone dare,
He. So near, SO deAr-so false, so fair
SIZE. To meet his sigh upon the air.
He. Her voice has music's changeful key,
SHE. No others voice so dear to me,
He. The airy dance less light than she;
SHE, No other noble, true as he;
He. gaze and mark as on she flies,
SHE. All else around me fades or dies,
He. Another's image in her eyes.
SHE. Deep in my soul his image lies.
she. Torn from mis- side my days are vain,
He. We move united once again,
SHE. Gold is but dross, and life pain;
He. But when the ray, the tone depart
SHE. But oh the world is strong TO part
HIS. Fly hand from hand, and heart from
heart.
SIZE. True hand from hand, true heart from
heart.
He. Then bid the harp be strung once
more,
SHE. The music dies, the spell is DER,
He. Clean, dazzling roof and shining
floor,
she. He so shall clasp me never more.
He. Wake, wake the light and sound the
strain,
SHE. I dream his heaven of love in vain,
He. Oh let me dream her mine again
SHE. Alas l drop to earth again!
ELEANORA L. HERVEY.
The Bag furnishes the following from
"Colored Soldier
Observers say that Mr.. Mobiles manner
was even more unfortunate than his words.
1t has almost grown into an axiom that
true soldier can not insult another, what