Nashville union and dispatch. [volume] (Nashville, Tenn.) 1866-1868, 1868-07-16
HATRIMONIAL Felicity IN IEoP.
INV VS. "
Healthy Scene I'm a Rural Honey
mOOn-A Peep at the world from
the window OF a Nashville Horse

Healthy Scene I'm a Rural Honey
mOOn-A Peep at the world from
the Window OF a Nashville Horse
| Car.
Some days ago, among the passengers
who arrived at the Decasar depot, in South
Nashville, via the Nashville and Decatur
railroad, was young ISdy accompanied by
a young gentleman, and both, from their
personal appearance and the tender, love
like fsrvor' with which they leaned up to
each other, with clasping hearts and in
tertwining armsD and so forth, appeared a
young and freshly married couple from
some Of the rural districts in the lower
part Of the State, and were on a visit TO the
city to spend their surplus postal currency
in " gorgeous household and kitchen fur
niture and things Of that like. A second
airy investigation showed thissuppOsitiOn
to be entirely correct.
They possessed but little baggage. only
carpet-bag" or so, and after a deal of
noise and confusion they succeeded in run
nate lhackmen, bus-drivers,'' porters and
drunmers, and stepped aboard the College
and Cherry street car for ride up town.
Never did rural honeymoon seemingly
scintillate with purer and diviner fame.
The whole scene was bsthed in love-light
mellow. Happiness and simplicity COM
bined were there, with wings gilded with
the smiles of Eden and gentle gales
tanning their oderiferous wings dispensed
native perfumes in a manner that would
have put Old Araby TO blush. But, alas,
never was honeymoon so rudely broken in
upon by the demon Of disaster never was
honeymoon so cruelty broken BY fate's
terrific bolt of thunder. [The pencil of this
reporter, although unused to the melting
mood, is tempted to weep at the re-
membrance of the heart-rending scene
The driver cracks his whip and the span Of
raw-boned coursers, whose ungratefui task
it was to propel the diligence in question, 4
bound away at a fiery rate, devouring the /
McAdamised turf at the swift rate of three
miles and quarter per revolution of the |
seconds hand. The sinister cuss who held
the 'reins of government wrapped around |
his gsuntleted hands, on his near approach |
to e certain steep grade,o did his Level |
best to restrain the impetuosily Of the rum |
bling car and to turn aside one of those ter
rife disasters that sometimes occur, per force,
on the best regulated railroads Such was
the situation on board at the moment off
the frightful disaster which the reporter
feels his utter inadequacy to properly de-
scribe.
The day was calm and serene. 1t was
sach aperiOd as he thinks the German poet
must have sung: ..- -,....-....a
Methinks it were no pain to die
On such an eve, when such a sky Il
Ger eanopies the West;
TO gaze nay fill on yon calm deep,
And like an infant fall asleep i
On earth, my mothers breast.
Not single cloud appeared TO mar the
splendor Of the tranquil Southern sky. All
above and below wore the poetic beauty Of
an oriental dream. The breeze, as was
said before, hayward wanderer from the
South, fitted lightly along the "green lilies
and painted populace" that dweIt on every
hand, and the mock-birds, Gagged in
The upper windows Of the houses
Of beauty, sang their medleys mid
the dimpled skies. On the door-steps
Of the homesteads that lined the shady
hide of the street, were perched bevies of
She most beautiful girls that ever touched
he heart OF youth, or inspired the lutte of
\ poet-nOwhere else on earth, the reporter
links, can be found more female lowell
ness than in our midst. All was tranquil
md peaceful, as has been intimated before,
md nothing IN nature or art gave a pro- /
nonition Of the terrible catastrophe 80
near at hand. 4
I The young gentleman an lady from the |
rural districts, of whom we speak, were
lifting lovingly together, far happier than
falls TO the lot of man. The car
dashed along atits tremendous speed until
ts wheels struck a brick which some
youthful daredevil, with "Ku-Klux pro-
,livities," had placed upon the track, and
here was a shock as If young volcano
lad unesrthed itself in the immediate |
1t was indeed a terrific ]
hook, such as shook the passengers after |
he fashion of first class Arkansas asale.
some one yelled out, "of the track P'--hor'-
i6lte dictu, This was a moment of su.
1reme terror to the tender, affectionate pa
rons Of the honeymoon. They had, until |
histrip, never before been aboarda railroad /
ar of any description, but in their rustic
ZONES had read an account of the Port |
Iervis disaster, and imagined they we're in
he middle of one just like it. The young
nan, pale as death and distilled to ielly
nth the effects of fear" leaped to his feet,
md crying, "Oh, Mary Ann ~ in a tone
# agony which no language can describe,
prang through the door of the car at q
ingle bound, and landed on his back in
he street, leaving his bride to the terrible
ate from which he had so miraculously |
scaped. But "Mary Ann" was not to be |
eft alone; she had taken solemn vow to |
ollow 'John" as partner of his Joys and
Voes," and by the time the heroic bride
room had struck the ground, she came
own upon him with her bridal chignon 10
he dust and her CATERS in the air.
To the rest of the passengers, far less
error-stricken, the scene was st once touch
ng, picturesque and sublime. The car
lnfeeling and remorseless as cars ever are
oiled on as if unconscious of the ruin that
ad been Wrought-unconsciou of the mis-
pile of hoops, hats, hearts,
ands, heels and hymenial happiness this
lishap left laying in the street.
The bell was rang, the car stopped, and
be street kaar konductor" invited the
bridal party" to re-embark and get the
of their scrips' worth But no,
BY heavens he wouldn't try that burned
bling agin for a pile o. dough as high as
on cupola p said john" abiding to the
eaven. pointed steeple of "old Howard"
nd shaking his head at the driver, signif-
ant of having closed out his interest in
hat institution, he gathered " Mary Ann"
y the hand, and the two slowly and sadly,
8 if following a rich Dutch uncle to the
rave, wendell their way toward the bust
ess centers of our metropolis.