New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1869-11-13

think that the expiatory bears may torego thelr
Mission after all, and we stroll on down the street
More gambling drinking at almost every house,
indoors q score of jaded tanned, MISUNDERSTANDING
women, untidy and with uncOmbed hair sewing OF
moling over the stove in all the August heat few
children. even little flower of a baby, and dozen
dashing loud, strident girls brave in cheap eweLy
and gaudy clothes, who gather in knots with the
men, and make audible and unhattering comments
on our dress, our compilations our manners anu o''
supposed dispositions laughing in hollow mI'n ,
less way and trying to Overbear the COARSE "",
snowy misery of their lot with an assuinp'iou
satisfaction in it. One OF two houses whon iOoD
homelike, with clean boards and lllusVra''u ot
pinned up for pictures on the wall ol0, W ho,ss
of them sheltering population "nooo 70 "a 40
brawls are their least ofense against oiu.l 49, oil
csncv This il PromontOry. But the uen "i' A''
civil nav courteous and they even solicit genue
Oratorv IN sneak them q speech, which proves that
thew are Americans of like passions with their kind
and highly. if incOmpletelyi civilized
THE FESTIVITIES OF THE CITY.
Wa struggle painfully back to our car through the
alkaline dust and foOtdeep sand. There we discover
that our unfortunate friend in the green spectacles
has gotten up q little out-of-dOOr entertainment,
apparently for our amusement and to prove that be
bears no malice for our interference in his legitimate
business To the telegraph pole just outside our
windows he has tied, six feet above the ground a
long web of stout CLOTH From the hOuse-door he
shows il to a huge ill-cOnditioned, growing dog
holding the struggling creature by the collar Whhe
he explains the situation In the same second as 1t
seems the beast shakes himself loose flashes across
the broad street. leaps up the pole, and hangs there
sliding down. and springing up again, clinging with
all the force of his strong TANKS biting and tearing
and straining at the tough cloth till he has torn IL
down. flashing back to the house again the web
Hand linz
on the table with his trophy. With one hand his
master twines him invisible wreath of bay, as it
were and with the other beats him soundly to loose
his horrid grip succeeding in which he runs over
to the pole to tie up the rescued cOut two or three
feet higher The dog makes another dash, snatchlng
and falling, snatching and falling again his fierce
eyes bloOdshot, his dreadful mouth all foam and
blood. his muscleslof steel quiverng. But he bites
the double and treble knot apart, and takes the
stained rag home, giving it up only after much cajo-
ing and many kicks So the charming sport goes on,
the knot being tied higher every time the dog COM
ing up game to the encounter and his owner, after
each success taking off his hat to the car, and beam
ing OF us through his lambert spectaeles, as who
should say:
NO occasion to thank me, ladies. 1t is pleasure
to entertain distinguished visitors, and PrOmOn-
tory only regrets through me, that your stay must
be so short"
table refusing to stir for any argess of kicks
resses does this engaging entertainment lag and
then two more fOrbidding ours are brought forth
and animated preparations seem to promise dog
fight. But the warning whistle sounds and the ami
mails are remanded to their kennels For PromontOry,
though on pleasure bent yet has a frugal mind, and,
save in the sacred of hospitality does not will
lngly use mp three dogs of afternoon, lest fam
Inc of amusement should ensue.
A LITTLE SENTIMENT.
We had stood on the spot where the wedding ring,
&c, &c; we had gazed pensively at the chain that
links, &c &C., &c; we had unused over the iron
which welded, &C., &C., &C., &c; and we had con-
scentiously endeayored to feel the fitting emotions
But as we rolled away westward over the Central
Pacific, looking fondly back and pedgnR in fare
well cup of tea the Union that had brought us so
swiftly and SAFE the queer life of the settlement
was much more absorbing interest than any
historic event. / conscious that have drawn a
picture dscouragng to the Tract Society and to the
friends of Emigration, well as to those gentle
believers in the Dime Novel, whose living faith in
the Sturdy Pioneer, their stock hero who, as popu
lation advances, implOres himself it were to put
on the hunting shirt once more and lead in Freedoms
van and dies nObly done to death by a cursed
red-skln, only in season to turn up in the next
volume redUirWs. remove the setting sun
deserves more consideration at my hands. For ]
have thus fingered in this PTOmOntOTy because it is
the type of the railroad town on the frontier Many
another might have twnned with it, both at a birth
the hideOus likeness goes. Gambling, drunken
ness, Unthrift. debauchery. brutality reckessness
DIRT are its inheritance. When vice languishes the
town is dying Its people take their tObacco-pouch
and whisky and flee from it; and asking for some
city of tents you had heard of on the line you are
told that Troy was.
Well what are we to do about it am afraid that
this is one of those extreme instances of vice where
even tracts however persuasive appalling will fail
to turn these heather from the error of their ways
and have grave doubts whether National Fast
would wholly avail. On the other hand, there
seems no imminency of fire and birthstone from
heaven and there is, about our new Sodoms and Co
mOrrahs, vitality, might almost say hilarity
and exuberance of wickedness which is depressing.
Yet ii must be that people which pOurs out annual
millions for the salvation of the Heathen which
cheerfully spends its substance TO dethrone the
Scarlet Woman, and spares not when the Conversion
of the Jews is in question; which. every year, for
the building of coster churches aud nobler organs
saith to its right hand give" and to1ts left hold
not back "it must be that this people has some con-
Germ with the sinners of PromOntory and Corinne
who daily break the Decaogue as cheerfuly as if it
were neighbOr's window or his head, and who
understand as much of Faith or DEGREES as Of
"DHomme Qui Rit" Dear dear it is hopeless. " Or
hopeful" says the cheerful Optimst as we talk it all
over in the twilight Vitality is always hopeful"
Suppose we agree that these Roughs, who, perhaps,
would "kl you six seven dozen Scots at a break
fast, wash their hands, and say 'Fe upon this quiet
life, want work. do il not from any murderous
intent, but because life is the cheapest
hora foo1,