The Republican journal., 1869-10-14
LETTER FROM BOSTON.
Correspondence of the Journal
All About Somebody's Being Kissed---St. Vim
cents Fair---Dsposal of the Coliseum
Roasting Chestnuts - NEUTRALITY-SUSPICIOUS..

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cents Fair---Disposal Of the Coliseum
Roasting Chestnuts = Weather---Fashions.
BosToN, Oct. 8, 1869.
How well acquainted one gets to be with persons
whom they have not even seen, through the med
iumship of pen, ink, types and paper You take
up the pages of your favorite author with no list
less languor. He seems to you an old friend, whom
you have known for years. And with beamins
smile and contding trust, you put your hand in his
and walk with him whercsoever he goeth-into the
Silly night under the broad blaze of the noon
day sun-among the dim old woods. wheue mul-
muring pines and stately oaks make archeG} cathc-
dras, and birds and winds chant lotier HYMNS than
ever organ note peaed forth or through the green
fowcr-crowned fields out ponthc dusty highways
to the homes of wealth and luxury; or among the
dens of vice and misery: amidst the CAV spark
ling, reynlmg life Of pleasures or out upon the bat
lo-tied, where men standing face to face with
| the unseen, the inevitable eternity. You know in
| tlnaely all the characters to whom he introduces
YOU, and hate his enemies, love his friends pity his
penitents You have known him so long and the
| types have made you so well acquainted with all
his passing fances, and varying moods he has let
you visit so many of his secrets. and appealed to
you for Your sympathes in his -flihlres and sue
ceSses, he has rcjoiced i'll your joy, and greyed at
your grief, until you trust him utterly and follow
his lead tearcssly, knowing that the end will he
peacc-perfect and complete.
| And pen and ink and weekly Writing of letters
have brought me to know the readers of the jour-
nal. have sat here and chated with a child's u9-
restrained freedom of all the little incidents that
touched, interested, or pleased me in my happy
city life. And you have listened patiently kindly,
nterestedly, amusedly, the ease might be- until
[ have come to think, and dream. and conjecture
about you, one and all-scatcred, as YOU are from
| the rocky hills Of Maine to the golden shores Of
| California.
| And this warm October afternoon, with the
bright sun cleaning in at the open window what
| do you think | have been wondering about YOU
warm-hearted, sturdy old fhmcr-out there among
the golden pumpkins, the yellow corn, and the rich
rosy apples, gathering i'll the abundant products of
your hard summers toll? And YOU tlignited but
kndlicst of doctors, tying W the dahs, protecting
the dewy-eyed daisies from frost, and teaching
many families how to make nice pickles and dainty
preserves? And you, ihl,-chcekc,l. laughing
eyed, rosy-lipped maden-;lll of you? Why, if
anybody ever kissed you. You nee,ln'l laugh. OF
| course [ know your mother did when YOU was a
| baby, but mean when you was grown up into a
by somebody that possibly wasn't any relation of
yours, and hadn't any right to- so far as the law
goes. And how did you feel about ii? Did YOU
forgive the trespasscr for sake of the trespass? Did
you think it delicious, enchanting altogether
| lovely. and to be desired: Did yon imagine v0ur-
self transported to the seventh heaven. and feed
ing on ambrosal nectar-tit food for Gods? Or
We're your arstroeratc predudices too hardly hit
| T how 10
sions.
| You need not turn round and quiz mo If | had
had any personal knowledge Of the subject should
not have asked you for information. | make if a
point never to waste breath in asking about that
which already lnows, Its to tiresome. But I
should like to know for was witness to a touch
ing little episode of the kind, not long since upon
the street and in broad day light, Just think of it,
and in the moral cit, of Boston, too On what
track is the world running now. wonder:
If had the imagination of the reporter, the a,,-
thor of Chandos, o. Harriet Beecher Stowe,
would work up the incident for you into first
class sensation. Blu not being so gifted give you
the simple facts. The time was noon. The place
fremont street. Your humble CORES spondtnt was
walking leiSurely along, notebook and pencil
ready At hand to ot down whatever might be of in
| terest to the readers of the Journal. when to her
side, by the surging of the crowd, We're thrown a
lady and gentleman claiming the titles in the
highest acceptation of the terms, by their dress.
manners, looks, appcarance-but neither of them
livery young. The We're going in opposite diroc-
tions. They met. They exchanged glanccs The
lady'S was soft. tender sorrowful, appealing,-anl
before the man had time to resist, she had caught
his hand, and carried il to her lips kissing it with
passionate tervor The gentleman Snatched il pet
| ulantly back. shyered, looked stern, displea~e.,
pcrpleXed annoyed, and then passed on Neither
had spoken word. About their possible history
you know as much as |, and can conjecture what
you like. I only think the man brute at heart
not TO better appreciate the kiss of so lovely and
graceful woman. However. perhaps he thought
it in bad taste to make SO public a display
Tomorrow the fair, in aid of the St. Nincent's
Orphan Asylum, at Music Hall, Will close with {,
grand sacred concert. Ros>ini's Stabat Mater will
be rendered by some of the best Boston yocalistS
assisted by select chorus.
The approaching concert at, am, disposal of the
Coliseum, form very decided topics of conversation
just at present. Everybody is specializing as to
what disposal they will make of the funds in case
they happen to be the fortunate holder of the lucky
number. One old lady proposes to choose two
men to take care of the money for her. one
should think would do.
! As the sun dips earlier behind the western hori-
zon, and the shadows lie sooner and closer across
the streets, the gay shop windows light up with the
brilliant gas Jets and over the baskets and stands
of rich, ripe fruit, the torch light throws out its
ruddy, cheering beams. The chestnut men have
appeared. and their little coal furnaces, roasting
fresh chestnuts to your order, look comfortable
and inviting. Tonight the air is soft and balmy
as in midsummer, and the streets are alive with
people. | know of no prettcr OF more interesting
sight than the thronged thoronghiarc> OF 4 city by
gas-light.
! The gay can-tartm suits which have been prom
ised for winter fashions, slowly making their
appearance. They are quite aunty but not distin-
guished looking. Gold beads are much worn for
necklaces; and vel vet bands with lockctS attached
LIE LATE STORM IN TIE PROVINCES. The
storm throughout the British Province was