The Ottawa free trader. [volume] (Ottawa, Ill.) 1843-1916, 1869-02-06
For the Free Trader.
"A Fit of the Blues.


One day feeling came over me; though not
usual one, the variety of change it affords is I'M
desirable but there are times in my life, as with
many Others to shut the door and bar cut this
feeling is an impossibiity it is the "ldgets," or
to express it less vulgdrly, the hypochondria.
To find something to dssipate this unhappy and
upcOntented situation was the object of my most
serious concern. put on my overcoat and went
out, bent on something OF relief. Ny first
thought was to repair to some place where the
Glowing bowl" was filled and the contents there
of dealt out to suit the taste of the purchasers,
thinking could thereby learn the luxury of
woe; but, thinks l again, my intentions would
not in any way be franght, but the state of my
mind become more intense, and so had the rea-
son and the determination to execute the man
dates thereof and refrained it, use Ny searches
were fer time unavailing. Finally l thought
I would 60 in d store and talk with friend
There was no one in but German clerk Of
about IS years of age, and as the required dissi
patton was aot to be found in any talk with him,
I sat down by = good FIRE, to warm myself,
against another essay olt in the cold All at
once, ~ if sound from Heaven or q place of
lu1ury and elegance, there came creeping over
my faculties the softest and sweetest music that
ever before had been rendered in my hearing
was soon oblivious of all else. 1t was music
rendered BY beautiful young lady, which added
much to the brilliancy and effect Of the music,
and who kept music rooms directly overhead.
was soothed BY these elegant sounds, and my
hypochondriac or ruff1ed feelings soon subsidized.
and the charms of the music, blended with those
knew to be playing, reignsd over my magma
ton and produced a soft, voluptuous melancholy.
q, how sweet was this moment of my life /
thought if Heaven afforded raptures half as in
tense, what place of infinite joy must Heaven
then be. The greatest raptures we poor mortals
are susceptible Of enjoying Of brief duration,
but the joy Of this occasion would not have be-
come irksome for length of time yet, but it was
dispolled in o manner different than the senses
having become satiated. The store was void of
customers, and the Dutchman despairing of any,
thought to employ tho time by washing bottles,
and came with that intent within few feet of
me, and went diligently and with much noise to
work. l became conscious of the fact by the
bottles making a noise wholly inconsistent with
all harmony. l was ye1ed-aye as mad as
tiger. The music was all drowned. suggest
cd that the music was splendid.
90, yes; she spells very nice"
81 would like to hear it," says /, thinking per-
haps he would have sensbility enough to take a
hint from my royal self, which he did, by reply
ing:
"She Dist about good speler as what never
was, drinks" And then commenced whisiling
and rafting bottles, with the air Of one who had
delivered an unans werable opinion. thought
would get out of there, and show prudence
thereby, for if 1 remained moment longer |
would have been brought up before some magis.
trate, under the charge of assault and battery
with intent to kill, or else have been subjected
to the more fatal consequences of receiving a
good hammering from tho Dutchman, which
last might have been the most probable; but
went cut, and thereby entailed neither of the
above calamities on myself. 1 was then bluer
than before, and invoked all the fates to center
their claws on this German. 1 next went into
music store, and my countcnance was soon alive
with expressing my pleasure at seeing gent
friend seated ut the pisno, who played in an adj
mirsble manner He had just commenced one
of my favorites, and ! was enlisted in the great
delight music affords, when all at once there
commenced the loudest hammering up stairs
seeming to me impossible Of being equslled only
in the final commissions of the earth. The stair.
way was m open one, so all those below could
receive tho entire benefit Of the workshop con-
fusions II ever malignant spirit traversed the
purposes of mortal man, am that man. bolt.
ed out Of the store, entirely cured of the blues
bat awfully mad FELIX jerks.