The Placer herald., 1870-09-24

Mrs. Blobbs at Long Branch.

In the middle of the season, the Rev. Mr..
Blobbs, who is theologically 'sound, f" sent
hs.wife, who was physologically unsound,
and their son Billy to Long Branch. Billy,
who is precious child, and whose father
cautioned him not to forget to write to him,
penned a letter a few days after, and, unread
by bis mother, sent it. The same mail car
ried to Blobbs a letter from his wife. We
print both letters below. The first, Billy's
reads thus: Ga
DEAR DADDY Its awful nice here in the
country, and me and ma are having such
jolly times think the incest place in the
world is a watering place, don't you, daddy?
AT first it felt awful lonesome without you,
and says to dear ma: ''When is pa com
ing up from the city, ma p
"Never, hope, Billy" says she, your
fathers such a dry old stick, and we are so
much better without him."
Oh, daddy! you wouldn't know ma now,
if you had seen her before--shes looking so
well and young She has taken to wear
such lots of hair and fine things; and our
maid, Sally, says she doesn't look older
than many gal of seventeen. Mas got a
real splendid beau, too, with such mustaches
and whiskers! Ma calls him Charlie. l call
him brick, because he gives me such a
heap of candy. Sally says he's the incest
gentleman she ever saw.
The waiter fellows here are bully boys,
pop, and get no end of stale tarts, pie and
pound cake; besides bottled ale and tobacco.
They are teaching me to play euchre, too,
and think it's real nice game Ma has
no time to look after me, she's so taken up
with dressing, dancing, and dear Mr.. Char
lie.
Oh, pa! | want to see you awful bad
but don't come yet-it would make ma 50
hopping mad. Please write soon, and don't
forget to send me plenty of pocket money.
A fellow can't do without the tin here.
Your affectonate son, BILLY.
Mrs. Blobb's letter read as follows-the
only point of contrast being that it gives a
different view of the same matter:
Ny DEAREST HUSBAND My health is a
little better, thank the Lord, and | begin to
enjoy the Sabbath-like peace of this splendid
place. miss you very much, and my
thoughts are often with you; but, for the
sake of your flock, will not ask you to join
me at present Dear little Billy and the
Bible are my usual companions; though
when seek it, find great deal of religious
society here. Are you lonely without me,
dear husband? l hope not, for the fresh in
vigorating air here is doing me more good
than medicine, and if | could remain until
September, believe ] might be restored to
my former health.
Give my fondest love to the dear sisters
of our Church, and tell them l remember
them in all my prayers. | read your soul
stirring sermon in Mondays Inquirer. 1t
filled my heart with great peace and comfort.
With love and many kisses, bid you adeu.
VIII write you again. Our Billy sends you
note, which you will receive with this.
Your loving wife, LVcY BLoBBs.
Mr.. Blobbs, in state more easily mag
ined than described, left for Long Branch
Immediately after reading the above epistles.
How Mrs. Blobbs received her indignant
lord and master, we don't know; but he has
brought her back to Gotham. Last Sunday
she sat in her old pew at church, looking
very sorrowful. The pastor, Mr.. Blobbs,
preached very eloquent sermon, taking for
his text the following: "Who can find a
virtuous woman for her price is far above
rubies"