The evening telegraph. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1864-1918, 1869-07-31

But the troubles of the day retired as the
troubles of the night came on until we lost them
all in gentle Sleep except as occasionally ye
gentle bed-bug or playful mosquito would re-
call lis from our dreams to mother earth.
The next few days we had nothing but rain,
so we made up our minds to stay inside the
hotel. We found one of the chief topics of con-
versation to be what we shoald eat l was sur
prised to see some who knew so little about good
eating at home, know so much about it away.
Some were very much dissatisfied One said she
liked lamb and peas, but didn't like the
peas to be pods and the lamb ram; others made
objection to the butter, both as to quantity and
quality; while one eXasperated one declared that
the reputation of the house alone forbade his
saying that the mutton pies were BLACK and
Tan, but the reputation OF the house couldn't
make them dgestible or even palatable. The
fish and oysters were good, but our set voted
that it would have cost more to have them bad.
We had chickens of all ages, but young; they
were excellent as an exercise for weak teeth. l
found out that it was chiefly the hotels that had
chickens; some of the regular inhabitants, it is
true, raised them, but they raised them chiefly
between | and A. NJ. As a natural consequence
the remaining inhabitants raised bulldogs,
making night ramble, except on the beach,
attended with its little difficulties.
So with cheerful conversation while we were
not eating the criticized articles, we beguied the
weary hours For MOllys sake l tried to look
pleased, but would have found it comparatively
agreeable to have retired to some lone spot and
taken good old-fashioned emetic.
| The rainy days gave a good chance for music.
Well, l can't conscientiously say we had much
music, but we made much strange noise in
music's name. There were quite a number who
delighted in the compositions of the old mas
ters, the old masters of negro minstresy-such
| as 'Shocko Hill gals, amt you coming out to-
| night?" while others committed the most in
human butchery of old operate favorites; and
| the piano itself must, / think have been origi-
nally purchased TO clear the house of rats.
Next night we had hop; and, by-the-by the
amusements are peculiar to the place. Most of
the folks seemed to have put their piety ''out"
till they went home again. Some who at home
would open their eyes in holy horror at the men
ton of some things, open them in delight Mt a
tableau, if it is Episcopal swing the light fan
tastic in Union hop, play little Reformed
game of billiards; and there is no end of i'm
mersed Baptists and blue Presbyterans. Others
leave all church behind and take all state
there.
There was a large supply of shoddy at the
hop-shoddy faces, shoddy manners, shoddy
grammar. While Molly was dilating to one OF
them on the beauties of Niagara (Which, blythe
nv. she had never SEEM, she replied in winning
accents. "Yes, / have hurn tell of that tafore."
was disguised with one of them in especial
, speaking to Molly, she said, "Wllie is the very
| picture of his pa" had overheard her short
! time before call him 'the ugliest brat she evel
saW."