The Republican journal., 1869-11-11
LETTER FROM BOSTON.
Correspondence OF the J ournal.
Coming of Thanksgiving-Rag Currency-A
Newspaper Dinner-Women's Rights, Theo-
retcal and Practical Annexation The FASH

alr,-the white frost on the WakS-the rust
| ling leaves-thc advent of flr5 and thick
| gloyes-the scattered snOw-hakes sailing
pensively down-all proclaim the near ap-
proach Of the great annual festival, which is
now becoming q national institution, instead
Of being peculiar to New England. But the
fact most suggestive of the good old-f;lshion-
ed home-like Thanksgiving is furnished by
the shipping list, which chronicles the arriv-
al in one day of three cargoes Of raisins from
the Mediterranean What tons of mnce
pies they suggest, and what an amount of
indigestion is to be thereby created.
Thanksgiving in the city don't seem at all
like Thanksgiving It lacks the heartness
and appreciation of the good old country
farm-house-the gathering Of the family from
far and ncar-the hustle and excitement of
arrivals, as one after another of the scattered
family links are gathered in--the greetin gs
and inquires-the fearful thought of those
who have passed away-the broad table, big
and generous as the heart Of the host-the
evening merry-making around the blazing
hearth. Still, in country or city, there is
much Of real honest pleasure in the festival
50 we will all enjoy it rs greatly as the fates
will permit, and thank Heaven for what we
receive. 1t is joyous institution for man.
kind, but full of fatality to the feathcred
| tribes. AS Pope says somewhere, or some
thing like it
| The turkey that you doom to bleed to-day,
Had he thy reason would he strut and play:
| | rather think not
| The country ought to rejoice over the re-
cent capture in New York and Boston of
gang of counterfeters. Ii it will give us any
less of the horrible stuff that circulates as
currency, we will all return thanks. The
genuine is bad enough. 1t is neat, crisp and
pretty when new, but the contact with hands
doubtfully clean, and the wear and tear of
circulation, soon puts it in u condition to be
greeted with the cry that assails the leper in
Asiatic countries unclean." My portmon-
mc possesses an uncurrent fifty cent speci-
men, imposed upon trusting credulity by 4
horse-car conductor-a dirty, patched and
ptiful rag, with red smooches where there
was once Il bronze hint of metal, and the por-
trait of some bald-headed official whose
puckered mouth looks rs though he vas about
to spit on the impure medium that he inhab-
its. | should like to 60 to Washington and
personally ask Mr.. Boutwell, what he thinks
Of such representative Of the power, great
ness and wealth of the United States
| What mysterious personages are the work
ing forces Of a daily newspaper. 1t always
seemed to me something very like a daily
miracle. You see the huge buildings whence
they issue, and at night note the illumination
Of the upper stories, indicative of work 90
ing on-but to the general public they appear
rs conjurers realms from which something
unacountablc comes. You wonder ovcrit Us
you unfold the damp sheet at breakfast, and
think You would like for once to look into
the faces Of the men who furnish all the good
! things Of your favorifc daily But they are
| to you entirely impcrsonal. Occasionally AT
q public meeting or lecture you see in some
favorable position three or four absorbed
looking men, with note books and pencils
but these are only the outposts Of the main
army. Once Il year the whole brain force of
the newspapers has il banquet, 1t took place
last Saturday evening at the Revere House
but gratfied no curious outsider. The doors
We're jealousy closed. No longing eye look
ed upon the faces of the kings Of the quill
no ear heard the good things that We're said
There is no report of the banquet only the
most meagre mention in the columns Of the
papers. They who report every body else.
refuse to report themselves. 1t is wrong to
the public-but what can the public do about
it?
Jennie Collins, who has been alluded to in
these letters is again before the public. Rev
Mr.. Fulton having made some unpalatable
illusions to the Women's Rights movement,
Jennie has challenged him to a public discus
sion. 1t remains to be seen whether the rev
crcnd gentleman will expose himself to the
public attack of that fearful weapon, Il wo-
her fortunes with the Democratic party, and
that she publicly distributed that ticket on
election day.
Appropos OF Women's rights, i portion OF
the city is amused over practical illustr;,-
ton of them in q bclligerent form. A peace
tul young man exercising the tailors art, ana
industriously plying his needle in the cross
legged position peculiar to the calling, was
suddenly and vigorously assailed by female
armed with a horse-whip which she applied
ferociously He had been making lovc-talk
to one of the woma MS dOmestcs while She
was hanging out clothes. | think that wo
man was precipitate, and indsposed to make
proper allowance for the incinations of youth
and beauty. Suppose when Jacob met Rachel
at the well and helped her water the cattle,
that her guardians had treated him thus
what would have become of the patrarchal
line? Instead of til at, the old folks were
rather glad to see him, made things agreed
BILE, and the chronicles record that "Jacol
kissed Rachel and lifted up his voice and
wept"-although it is hard to see what there
was to cry about.
Boston still threatens to enlarge her Dor
ders. Having swallowedup Roxbury and Dor
chester, she evinces an appetite for Charles
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