The Newberry herald. [volume] (Newberry, S.C.) 1865-1884, 1869-04-21


ing about entries and side-dishes, beef la
mode, deviled crab and celery-we hope
he'll eat celery, it ill do him good. And then
how provoking to think that the Junior the
amt the fighting edtor-ne'er tine-he
loves to play with the babies. don't think
that I'd like babies--f'd sooner board at the
hotel } went and took chill the very day
before the senior went off, and not satisfied
with that, took another one to day. Such
is life-troubles never come one at time.
If the junior hadn't taken those chi'ls |
wouldn't have to read all these Suns and
Stars, and Comets and Consultations, and
Pilots and Posts.
Well. if l must must. They say belong
to the TRY family"-so here goes. But be-
fore begin, wonder when The Senior1l be
back? Id like to know. too, what gave
the Junior those chi!ls-he says that they
beautiful Town. III try and find out, and
get DR.. NJ, or DR.. R, or DR.. Mel,
or DR.. G, to give him castor oil and
turpentine, and see if that won't help him,
and if they all fail, III get Mr.. Ed. Peterson
to bring the well>borer. round-they do say
that he goes through chills like CHARM
The fact is, the Senior must either come
back. or the Junior must get well. Be-
cause I'm too young devil to appear in
public on the (paper) stage. And now,
suppose was to be- personal or put my foot
in anything, and somebody was to chal~
lenge me to fight duel. and I got killed.
What would the world do with dead devil2
tell you ''we" editors must be mighty pru>
dent; some one says prudence is greater than
strength believe it. I'll eprudent.
Now that the Juniors got chiIls, don't
know how he'll amuse himself. For he
isn't fond of catching fish or shooting
birds; only recreates by playing with the
for the life of me, see what he finds in ba>
bes to admire. In the first place he loves
to bring them home, then to wash their
faces, &C., what will he do when they all
grow up? He'll have to borrow somebody
else's babies. And then. them papers; he
reads al day, and then all night. and puts
out his lamp and reads by the rays of the
rising sun, Till breakfast is ready, and then
goes to work and says he amt tired for he's
use TO it. If he don't'mind he'll turn into
newspaper and blow away. He's thin enough
now. never saw but one real fat printer
in all my life, and he works on the Charles
ton News (the paper that had the talk with
Gov. Scott.) Printers are too lean TO be fat.
Never saw a rich one-that's the only rule
without an exception-they are TOO poor to
be rich!
The devil and Dr.. Foster! What will the
Senior say2 haven't taken that birds-eye>
view, yeti I'll be switched, VOW. Well,
here goes-Ill not be personal-Tll be pru-
dent-and as 'fwise as serpent and as
harmless as dove"
Started at past and at 4, only 100 read
now. tomorrow therell be POO more
thought these editors had nice time reads
-, hon run thrnnOh
IS; but begin to cave in, and now I'm per-
fectly disgusted. It's worse than cooking
you never get one pot off before you have
to put on another, and you are in the same
stew every day. Have reached the 14lst
paper and don't see sny current news yet;
in my eye it looks. very un'cunent. Will
try it another day, and if the junior don't
get well, III quit. My life's too precious to
waste it's sweetness on such desert air as
this is-its perfect sahara of sand to wade
through. I want TO live, il I am devil
and board at the hotel.
Well I've got through with all the little
papers. But the big ones will give me
Jessie Speaking of little things reminds me
to say that somebody has said that little
women are angelic, dear, delicious creatures;
not having arrived at that point, we can't
speak experimentSlly, bu: take it for grant,
ed that all real, live. hearted women are de-
licious dears You bet that was some prac>
tical dollar and cent fellow (rhe one that
only took in the ''little" women) who was
calculating about how much less calico 1t
would take for dress pattern.
But know that little things are remarka-
BILE. For instance tie tongues do all the
talking; and little stars all the shining on
dark nights; and little words when sweetly
spokru-whnt-o OF thnno; yes or DO can pro-.
dace happiness or despair; make empire or
sian glory o. send it down, down 70 the le>
thean waves! Some one. poetically inclined,
has said that "truc greatness consists IN an
honest discharge of The little dutieS Of life.
Little moments and diamonds, and dew
drops and gold dust and violetS are precious.
Now poets don't always Say good things
Burns and Byron have both said naughty
things-things that hadn't oughter been
said, Poets are sometimes crank and selfish
and misauthropic and exceedingly crude and
obtuse, and they have no right to put vulgar
sarcasms into ver.e, for poetry is essentially
woman's language! And, devil as we are.
we love all the ladies. and would go to
the crusades for their fair fame.
What was talking about just now? I've
ost the connection. o yes. little things
well it's little things that Keep the World
alive. What would we do without the ''lits
tie drops of water and the little grains of
sand. that make the mighty ocean and the
beautiful land?" And then the little streams
make the big rivers, and the little acorns
big oaks, and Napoleon aud Alexander were
babies. Oh yes, little things are great
do wish the junior would get well-what
could have induced him to take chills, when
ali his children. save two, take them fre>
quently. I wouldn't take them Id give
them away or let them 60. Extremes are
said 70 he dangerous. But the biggest and
littlest of his children amt got the chills-
only them what comes in between the long
and the short ones-so I'd advise everybody
to be either very big or very little. Now, I
think the reason why he's got the chiIls, is
because he lives at Halcvon grove. as he calls
it. Halcyon. indeed. Better call it Shirery
Hall-apd desert it like they did Tara Of
old.
Well, I have read all the papers, but I've
said too much already. so III have to make
a resume next week, and tell my friends
what I've seen in them.