The evening telegraph. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1864-1918, 1869-10-31

From Our 0,On Correspondent
New YORK, Nov /, 1869.
Womnn's Council OF New York.

The
WOman's Council of New York.
This will probably be the name of an associa-
tion which is to have for its object the economi-
CAL educational, and moral interests of women.
1t disclaims all association with the Women's
Rights party ON the one hand and the Sorosis on
the other On Saturday afternoon convention
of fifty New York ladies was held at Packard's
Rooms, in the Mortimer Building, at the inter-
section of. Broadway, Twenty-second street, and
Fifth avenue. The proceedings were conducted
with closed doors, and consisted of addresses
by Mrs. Charles s. Pierce, President of
the preliminary meeting, and Dr.
Anna Dnsmore, chairman of the executive
committee We have now in this city three as
socatons the main object of which is to
mainly woman. One cannot help wondering
what is to be the end of IL all. These unique
interests make man tenacious of life. He
would fain live if only curiosity were the mo-
tive He wants to know how things are going
to turn out. A very charming lady, who can
take her own part as well as though she
belonged to one or all of these associations told
me the other day she intended to join the
Woman's Council. 1t was the last straw.
had nothing to say after that. She was one of
those who had employed her pen vigorously in
opposition to the Stantonites and Anthonyites
of the day, and consequently her detection was
considerably the most shattered of all the shat
tered dreams that are scattering my pathway to
the tomb.
The Sunday World.
Mr.. Kerwin, who is writing his experiences in
London so indefatigably in the Sunday World
of this city, induged yesterday in a subject
which must commend the morality of the paper
to every family circle of New York 1t is no
other than a full and detailed description of
London Messalinas, with one or two other re-
ferences of so audacious and "untouchable'
nature that one is surprised at even the
Worlds printing them. However, every one to
his taste There be pious families who will
enjoy the reading aloud, after the Sunday
dinner is over, of just such naughtinesses
as Mr. Kerwin SO gloatngly and graphically dis
Xplays But the writer goes TO work as if amaze
nent perched upon his pen, and he were reveal
lg horrors updreamed of by mortal man before.
doeS..Aot tell anything very new, neither
-uoes he Noscribe livery strikingly. Still he pos
sesses a singular felicity in certain fields of re-
porting, and before the series is ended will pro-
baby light upon his proper sphere.
In my loiterings in the pursuit of sagacity
often wander through City Hall Park, and in
the neighborhood of the fence that surrounds
the New Post Office grounds. The following
lines are the offspring of these loiterngs, and
have named them
Opposite the Park.
PaSt yOnuer renee, Wnefe once Il FOUNTAIN would
Have played-had it been turned on as it should
Where venders spread their cholerac fruits
And the snubbcd bootblack still shrieks "Bag-yer-
Where penny songs embeshed rail on rail,
And lemonade beamed pink from many pail
Oft have loitered, between light and dark,
TO TO take my station Opposite the Park,
And count the human spiders cut and run.
Neer be that man compelled to Shift his base,
Who changed that wall to advertising space,
Where ''rostrum' stands with "nOstrum" on par,
And Olive Logan VieS with Olive Tar,
And advertisers, 6lazoning their pretence,
Get stuck Qike politicians, "on the ience'
Ne'er be his cheek dishonored with blush
Who caused it with the curbstone to be flush,
That suicides, resolved to end their woe,
And death, beyond the reach OF root or herb,
Stands ready waiting between car and curb.
Oft may hundred guns, fired in this spot
Proclaim the honors OF champion yacht,
While the Mayors order that awards the palm
Bears the same sweet, ingenious monogram.
Der swaying masses let the Lone star noat,
Or sometimes when that patriot-music sinks,
OF Cup in a Balloon" and "Captain Jinks."
And while, far of, spy some glad grisette,
Who yet looks loral when seen through loyynette,
Along Broadway let countless cabs soon buzz,
And prove that Hanson is as Hanson does.
Come one-come all! In my minds eye view
The various members of the motley crew
Who pace the streets near William and Nassau,
Some to the devil going, some to law;
And some to "interview' Pere Hyacinthe.
YOn foreigner, who steps so diy- daily
Was once prince, or else princes Valet
And his proud title, borne amid the steerage,
Is known TO eVeryDOdy-DuU Jne peeTage.
This mans Methodist, well known of old
For bearing crosses and for bulling gold,
With God and Mammon holding near relations
And mixing scriptural with his gold quotations.
Next, gently trotting by, like one who fears
To have his own house pned about his ears
Comes one whom Womens Rights, full many year.
Have destined to a buttonless career;
Whose shirt and gloves your gaze so sadly strike
You wonder what his stockings must be like
For there's no knowing in what state his hose is,
Seeing his wife belongs to the Sorosis.
All these, and many more, go feeting ny,
Although fancy that, in act and speech,
The music OF the Union thrills from each.
The Music Of the Union! Near the Park
Each day hear 1t played from dawn to dark.
Observe that one-armed Union soldier beg
Aims for his Chum who hasn't any leg.
Between the two barrel organs laid
And that's the way the Unions musics played,
Ground out by men who understand their biz,
AS Union music generally is. ALI BABA.