Public ledger. [volume] (Memphis, Tenn.) 1865-1893, 1869-02-13

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and ere the sun has gilded the plain two
hours with refulgent glory there will be a
futtering Of little hearts equal to the
quivering of tree leaves in storm, and
the jocund sound of sweet voices asking
for the postman, and the melody of soft
whispers telling secrets like the warbling
of birds. 0, it will be lively, spicy and
jelly--a world of hopes, fancies, expec-
tations-a round Of beautiful sentiments
and silly absurdities - madrigals in
arabesques and sonnets in piquant bor-
ders-Titania and 0beron in gold and
silver and Puck and Bottom in the gay
est and gaudiest colors-such lot of
little sweets and sours as to make uq feel
1--WE are such stuff
As dreams are made Of"
Miss Scarechldren ard Miss 0utofdaie
will of course growl over this jubilee OF
young hearts-this carnival Of Love
this holiday of Fancy-this feast of
Pleasure; but who cares for their growls ?
who cares for their vinegar looks or
weird-like wrinkles 2--the doves will COO,
and COO, and COO, though all the buzzards
flap their wings in spleen; and their
tender hearts will go
Pit a-pat, whirl-a' gig. rub-a.dub
in spite of the world. And it is right
they should. Who with reason would
stop the bounds and spring-tides Of the
fresh blood of Youth Love may be, as
Rosalind says, merely a madness; j"
but then it's very sweet sort of lunacy /;
and if Miss Outofdate had such wealth
of golden curls and such angelic features
as our Violas, Mirandas and Jessicas,
she too would be flirting to-day with
"This wimpled. whining, purblind. wayward
boy.
| This senior. junior, giant-dwarf, Dan Cupid;
| Regent of love- ryhmes, lord Of folded arms,
| The anointed sovereign Of signs and groans. ="
Open, then, the mailbag, and with
| mirth and laughter let old wrinkles
come" Let the sun play upon the beau
tiful white missives; but plunge the
saucy ones deep down in your pocket.
| 1t won't do to let every one hear Puck
say
Remember, young ones, that although
you may twitter in pairs like sparrows,
there are swimming about ravenous kites
who would like to dash at you. Keep out
of their way with your pressed flowers,
ribbons, sentiments, and the whole corps
| of Cupids artillery. Don't for the world
let DAVIS see the rhyme printed on the
richly embossed notepaper, else they
might say it was like cutters poetry upon
a penknife:
Love me. and leave me not"
To young men we recommend the spirit
and lively air of Gratisno, who wrote
valentines on his sbirt-bosoms and SON.
nets on the crown of his hat.
"why should man whose blood is warm
| Sit like bis graudsire cut in alabaster?
Sleep when he wakes? and creep into the
| jaundice
| By being peevish7
| But perhaps the Clowns reply to Sir
| Toby Belch expresses the sentiment of
many of our young bucks on this jolly
day:
Present mirth hath present laughter;
What's to come is still insure.
In delay there lies no plenty;
Then come kiss me, sweet one and-twenty,
Youths staff will not endure"
1t is very likely the dittieG Of some
loye-lorn swain will be thrown out OF
window, pitched into the fire, or placed
the Lord knows where; and to such we
say "don't be discouraged" your lady
love only jests. Listen to what Valen-
tine of Verona says:
If she do frown, tits not ia hate of you,
But rather TO beget more love in you;
If she do chide, tits not TO have you gone;
For why. the fools are mad if left alone.
Take no repulse whatever she doth say;
For bet Dou gone she doth not mean digdV;
Flatter and raise,comnend, eKtol their graces;
Tho ne or so black. say they'vs angels i9ces.
The man that hath tongue | say is no man.
If with his tongue he cannot win woman.
Speed thee, postman, on thy rounds;
there will be maids and merrymen in
parlors, halls, bay.windows, or door
steps, at gates, everywhere, anxiously
awaiting your arrival. Amanda will be
in fidgets to see her cage of pink paper,
inside of which gold6nch is sitting on
bough, and streamer of white ribbon
hanging from his BILL with "love me
in golden letters upon ii sad augustus
will bite all his fHger-nails off if you
don't "hurry up with that brown en-
velope containing cartoon representing
bis mustache curled in the latest style
and his nose adorned With Q pair Of green
goggles. On, on, postman, on, with en-
velopes of all sizes and patterns-big
and little, long and narrow, white and
yellow-all covered with the queerest
handwriting postman ever saw. Let
the jet and spray of sentiment flow.
MOUNT CARBON Coal CoMPASY.-20 |
Madison street. Screened, lump and
slack coal. 1861 |
The MATISEE.-Won't there be crowd |
of the dear little ones at the matinee at
the New Memphis to-day "a delightful
throng of sparkling eyes and ruby cheeks
"a parierre of the prettiest rose-buds
the human eye ever rested on with feel
iugs of ecstatic pleasure. The play will
be the French Spy, in which Miss Hud-
son appears as the ARAB Boy" on the