Public ledger. [volume] (Memphis, Tenn.) 1865-1893, 1869-12-09
Rack from :. .Yurrup..

tH h BOSTON, November, 1859.
Have you ever seen a family of fools
just back from Europe--or Yurrup, as
they pronounce it2 They never talk TO
you, of course, being strangers, but they
talksto each other and at you till you are
pretty nearly distracted with their clat-
ter; till you are sick of their ocean ex-
periences; their dukes and emperors
their trivial adventures; their pointless
"reminiscences; till you are sick of their
imhecie faces and their relentless clsck,
and wish it had pleased Providence to
leave the clapper out of their empty
skulls.
/ travelled with such family one
eternal day, from New York to Boston,
last week. They had spent just year
in "Yurrup," and were returning home
to Boston. Papa said little, and looked
bored-he had simply been down to New
York to receive aud cart home his cargo
of travelled imbecility. Sister'A geline,
aged %. sister Augusta, eyed 25, and
brother Charles, aged 33, did the conver.
sational driveI, and mamma purred and
admired, and threw in some help when
occasion offered, in the way of remem.
bering some French barber's-I should
say some French Counts-nsme, when
they pretended to have forgotten it.
They occupied the choice seats in the
parlor of the drawing-room car, and for
twelve hours sat opposite to them--was
their pis cis, they would have said, in
their charming French way,
Lot l.nalvl
steamer I've the headache yet, she
rolled so the fifth day out.
Augeline-And we'll you may. / never
saw such q nnhstv old tub. never want
to 20 in the "Ville de Paris again.
Why didg't we 20 over to London end
cone in the Scotiaf
Aug-Because we we're fools
RI ferveRtly endorsed that sentiment.
Ange.-Gustie, what made CounI
Csskowhisky drive on looking so blue,
that last Thursday in Pairy2 paris,
she mesut.) All, own up, now
Aug.-kow, 4 ugie, how you talk |
told. the nsbsty creature | would not re.
ceive his attentions any longer. Aud
the old duke bis father kept boring me
about him and his two million francs
year till sent him of With tiea IN his
ear
Chorus-K ,-he-hel Hs-hs-ha
Charles-[Pulling a small silken cloak
to pieces. Angie, where'd you get this
cheap thing1
Ange.-You Cholly, let that alone
Cheap We'll, how cou'd / help it2
There we were, tied up in Swiizerland-
just down from Mon Bloug { Mont Blanc,
doubiless) s)-couldn't buy anything in
those nahsiy shops SO far away from
Parry. had to put sp with that slimpsy
foriy-dolar rag; but, bless you, couldn't
20 naked
Chorus-Ke-he-hel
Aug.-Guess who was thinking Of ?
Those ignorant persons we saw first in
Rome and af,erward in Venice-those-.
Apge-0h, ba-ha-hsl He-he-he ! Il
pas so funny Papa, one OF them
called the Santa della Spiggiols the Santa
della Spizziolal Ha. no ha And she
thought it was Canova that did Michael
Angeles Mosesi Ooly think Of it'll Gem
ova a sculptor aud the Moses a picture
thought / should die l guess | let
them see by the way / laughed that they
bad made fools Of themselves, because
ihey blusbed and sneaked of
Papa laughed fsintly, bat not with
he easy grace OF q man who Was certain
be knew what be was laughing shout
Aur.-Why, Chollyl Where did you
yet those nasty Bssumsrchsis gloves
Well, wouldn't, If were you