The Portland daily press., 1870-06-27

THE WEATHER.-Fridaya and Saturday were
hot, none of your murky, sticky heat, but good
honest baking weather. Friday the thermom-
eter crept up to SSo and people took off their
collars and unbuttoned their vests and sought
cool shady spots-well pleased if they were
lucky enongh to find them, But Saturday
despised. At seven o'clock in the morning
the Mercury stood at 1e. At 1 P. NJ, Will
liam Senters thermometer on Exchange St.
marked the fair 1000, while on the corner of
Free and Congress streets in a little passage
way, in store (through which there was a
dIaft), the thermometer indicated 104e. At 6
p. M. it stood at 80 Q and about ten o o'clock in
the evening little breeze brought it down q
couple of degrees or So. A gentleman took
thermometer into the upper story of the new
Post-office building at noon and in five min
utes the mercury ran up to 1920. Over at the
Rolling Mills the thermometer varied from
1O4o to 140 . in the room where the men were.
ct work and the gangs had to be relieved every
lew minutes. A couple of showers passed over
the city about p NJ, but we were not favored
with any rain. The storm prostrated the wires
OF the International Telegraph Co. west of this
city, and at Biddeford the lightning smashed
the operators machine and burnt hole in his
table. Mr.. Henry Goddard who has kept a
weather record for half a century says it was
the hottest day experienced in this CITY for
twenty five years.
People didn't travel much about the CITY
Saturday. During portion of the day YOU
might have thought it was the Sabbath. Lo-
Gals were at an awful discount, even a murder
would mt have reused reporters enthusiasm
in the least. Apothecaries remained all day
with one hand ON the faucet of the soda fouut
and about 10 Z. M. one gay young apothecary
who had been sensbly diminishing in size all
oay, turned into grease-spot and was shoy-
elled up by the clerk, who relieved him, and
thrown into barrel to make over into candles.
One apothecary sold 1915 glasses of soda be-
tween and II p. M. We think our genial
friend of the Transcript would have considered
that fountain on Congress street fair item.-
All the evening the streets were crowded by
people who could't stay in the house. Dogs in
the upper part of the city were too hot to bark,
which was a great comfort, and little babies too
weak to cry. Punchinelo hit our feelings ex-
actly when he said,
Oh fr a lodge in garden of cucum bers!
Oh f)r an iceberg or two aC cOntroli
Oh tor q vaie which at midday the dew cumbers!
Oh tor pleasure trip up to the Pole!
Oh for little ne-story thermometer,
With nothing but Zsros AL ranged in a row!
Oh for big, double .barrelled hydrometer, 81
To measure this moisture that rolls from my brow!
Oh that this cold world we're twenty times colder!
(rhat's irony rel hot it seemeth to me-
Oh tor turn OF its dreaded cold shoulder!
Oh what comfort an ague would be!
Oh for grotto by typiy heaven,
Sc0opeL Ia a rock under cataract vast!
Oh tor q winter of discomfort event
Oh tor wet blankets judiciously cast!
Oh for a soda fouut spouting up boldly
From every hot lamp post ag iinst the hot sky!
Oh for p oud maiden to look on coldly,
Freezing my soul with glance of her eye!