The New Orleans crescent. [volume] (New Orleans, La.) 1866-1869, 1869-02-07

s'sudden, and apropos OF nothing, everybody con-
cerned came to check and halt, advanced to the
footights in q general rally TO take dead aim al
me, and brought me down with moral homily,
in which detected the dread hand Of Barlow.
Nay so intricate and subtle are the tolls of this
hunter, that on the very next night after that
was again entrapped, where no vestige OF Q
syringe could have been spprehended BY the
timidest. It was o burlesque that l saw per-
formed; en- incorporating burlesque, where
everybody concerned, but especially the ladies,
carried on at q very considerable rate indeed:
Most prominent and active among the corps OF
performers was what took 70 be and she really
gave me very fair opportunities Of coming to
right conclpsion) young lady, of pretty figure.
She was dressed az picturesque young gentle
man, whose psntaloons had been cut of In their
infancy, and she had very neat knees, and very
neat satin boots. Immediately after singing
slang song and dancing slang dance. this engsg-
ing figure approached the fatal Tampa, and bend
ing over them, delivered in g thrilling voice
random eulogium on, and exhortstion to pursue,
the Virtues. "Great Heaven J" was my exclama-
ton" Barlow !"
There is still another aspect In which Mr.. Barlow
perpetualy insists on my sustaining the character
Of Tommy, which is more uncomfortable yet, on
account Of its extreme aggressiveness. For the
purpose Of review or newspaper, he will get up
an abstruse subject with indefinite pains, viii
Barlow utterly regardless OF the price Of midnight
oil, and indeed Of everything else, save cramming
But mark. When Mr.. Barlow blows his infor.
nation of. be is not contented with having ram
med II home and discharged It upon me, Tommy,
his target, but he pretends that he was always In
possession of 1t, and made nothing OF it-that he
imbibed it with his mothers milk-and that l, the
wretched Tommy, am most abjectly behindhand
In not having done the same. ask, why Is Tommy
to be always the foil of Mr.. Barlow to this extent?
When Mr.. Barlow had not the slightest notion Of
himself week ago, 1t surely cannot be any very
heavy backsliding In me not to have at my fingers
ends to day And yet Mr. Barlow systematically
carries It over me with Q high hand, and win
tauntingly ask me In his articles whether 1t Is
possible that am not aware that every schoolboy
knows that the fourteenth turning on the left ia
the steppes of Russia will conduct to such-and-
such q wandering tribe, with other disparaging
questions Of like nature? So when Mr.. Barlow
addresses letter TO any journal as volunteer
correspondent, (which l frequently find him
doing he viii previously have gotten somebody
70 tell him some tremendous techncality, and will
write In the coolest manner. "Now, sir, / may
assume that every reader Of your columns, pos.
sessing average Information and intelligence,
knows as well as / do that"-say that the draught
from the touch.hole of cannon OF such csliber
bears such proportion in the incest fractions to
the draught from the muzzle or some equally
familiar little fact But whatever il 10, be certain
that it always tends to the exaltation of Mr.. Bar
low, and the depression of his enforced and en-.
shaved pupil.
Mr.. Rarlow's knowledge of my own pursuits 7
find to be SO profound that my own knowledge OF
them becomes az nothing. Mr.. Barlow disguised
and bearing feigned name, but detected by me,)
has occasionally taught me, In sonorous voice,
from end to end Of long dinner table, trAss that
took the liberty Of teaching him fve-snd twenty
years. My closing article Of Impeachment against
Mr.. Barlow is, that he gees out to breakfast, goes
out to dinner, goes out everywhere high and low,
and that be WILL preach to me, and that CAN'T
get rid Of them. he makes Of me Q Promethean
Tommy. bound and he is the vulture that gorges
itself upon the liver Of my unnstructed mind.