The New Orleans crescent. [volume] (New Orleans, La.) 1866-1869, 1868-10-04

heavy fine to pay. Scotchmen chiefly patronage
the deer and perhaps It Il not bad practice to
animal in order that they may get " their eyes
in" as we used to say at cricket, for the more
| exciting sport with the real thing on the High
lands. When Wimbledon lionesses look bored they
are invariably brought to the running deer, where
they pick up their spirits, repose in very inviting
arm chairs get excited ct the volunteers toy, and
| prepare an appetite for dinner. All thought
It was about the time. There's the signal for
ceasinR firing, and am sure we are all ready for
dinner by this time.
SCENE VIA LITTLE DINNER IN CAMP.
| We have now arrived at the jolliest part of the
| day at Wimbledon. don't say this simply be-
| cause it is dinner time, although am greedy
| enough to own that upcommonly welcome mea
may have something to do with the smile of salts
faction which creeps over our warriors faces at
| eight O'Clock or thereabouts. The work and
hustle of the day is over. Grimy guupo wdered
hands have been plunged into cold water boards
| and moustaches have been relieved Of dust. Tyro,
| of the Crcumlocution office, Who doesn't want
to waste his leave, you know. but still likes the
novelty and excitement of camp life, has returned
| from town, and, as If by magic, has been trans
formed from q fashionable, frock coated, neat,
umbrellaed swell into an easygoing loungng
gentleman OF the Wimbledon period. The fierce
sun has gone down, thank goodness, behind the
gorse, leaving behind 1t q track of purple and
| golden glory, and tinting the dull green bushes
with prismatic hues; but Tyro still wears his
you and 10 are 10
in any kind Of fashion would be moral
death to Tyro. There is a peaceful calm
OF expectancy reigning In camp. Ordi.
departure. All who are left mean serious busi.
ness. 1t is dinner time.
In the matter of dinners Wimbledon has become
somewhat famous. They call it-these hospitable
warriors" pot luck" but it is nothing of the
kind. With luck and friends one can dine there
as well as at the club. At q push one can get an
excellent dinner at Jennson's for So. Cd. IL is
possible TO dine, sitting soft sofas, iclini,tm
fashion, of French dishes served on china, and
waited on by neat footmen or disabled commits
sionaires.
1t is possible to psrtske of humble chop and
welcome tankard of Fuller, Smith 4 Turner"
An honest invitation we happen to have received
is. in the way Of dinner. happy medium between
the Sybarites and Anchorites. We are to dine at
cosy little camp-mess; and as one spirited homo
rary member has sent down Q magnificent salmon
tonight from Gilson's, as another has deputed
Christopher to provide some of his best sherry,
ard the colonel has asked the president of the
n ess to pass round two or three boxes OF prime
fulEfavored Csbanas, the chances are that we
shall have jolly evening.
One turn round the little camp, please, before
the bugle sounds for dinner. How neat and pretty
1t all looks The heather round the tents was
bright with blossom the other day. but the sun
and transplantiDg do not seem to have agreed
rose bushes make a fine show, and the center
grass avenue y so neat that one could see
pin glitter on il. Look at the fanciful TO-
scription at the door of each tent, and the
the canvas is adorned "The churchwarden's
pewm That must be a sleepy tent, / should
think while fancy trace on that bell tent the
handiwork of q wellknown comic craftsman.
The authorities will be somewhat puzzled when
the articles are returned into store. That seems a
merry party over there on the right-hand side.
Gnls voices, by all that is charming! and be.
cause they do not laugh loud enough and are not
sufhciently amused over their innocent tea, John
son thinks 1t necessary to stumble over the bracing
at the tent door and deluge the merry party with
the contents of stesming teapot.
Just look at the old fellow who seems so an xious
about the movements of the bugler. He is q
character. An old soldier of grand type, q
model Of propriety and rigid discplnarian-
fsncy his Indignation the other night at his being
put under arrest by a volunteer! He tells the
story splendidly-bow that he was going round in
the middle Of the night to that all was safe in
camp, and was pounced upon by tn, eager and
somewhat too energetic guard of q neighboring
encampment, and marched of as a suspicious
character and an evident common loafer. He
bore the humiliation like man, but at any time \
of the day, when occupied with his daily work,
you may hear him mutter to himself in a tone
which somewhat resembles a sneer, Fancy,
after all these years and all my service being put
under arrest and my good conduct called in ques-
uon by volunteer Beastly J"
But there goes the bugle at last and we will 20 |
in TO dinner.
A great success. Fish magnificent and done to |
q turn. Rossts and bois appetizing stewed |
green-gages toothsome, and ali such glass of |
sherry TO wash them all down.
There is much TO be done and many friends to see |
tonight, but the party at the mess-table is so uu
convivial that we must wait for one OF /
the colonefs cigars and a song after dinner. The
little spare man over yonder I" does not sing him
self, but he has friend with him who sings q very
good song" The president nstantly makes q
thud with his fist on the table. Conversa alton
ceases, and ali eyes are directed towards the
riend A preliminary clearing of the throat pre-
posres Us for something sparkling. "a Old 81 mon,
Tor il again just like our luck. However 1t is of
course unavoidable, so let all look like hum.
bugs, and pretend We don't know every half note
Of the ditty. After this we have all our old
friends. very fat and jovial looking man who
should have trolled out &" Old King Cole gives
Is " The Last Rose of Summer" out of tune and
With tedious expression. A very young man with
plenty OF confidence favors US with so early
n the morning." three keys too high, which is
gymnastics. Then come in succession the death
II Nelson, y" Come in the garden, Maud" and
The Wolf" all without accompaniment and
bapge OF key ct discretion as they say in France.
however, we are not quite lost, for CHEEKY little
Wiltshire man bursts out with % Three Jolly post.
'oys," >" A beggarman laid down TO sleep" and
The jolly shilling" songs with rafting chcruses
which certainly suit the occasion.
SCENE THE LAsT-A VICTORIA SING SONG,
We have just time before we are turned out TO |
etp for moment into the Victoria camp. They
re hard at II az usual. No matter what attrac. l