The Daily clarion. [volume] (Jackson, Miss.) 1866-1888, 1870-10-25

To us sober married people. tsttd<d IN
over with the scars of LIES battles hating
to turn over, lest, like the moss grown stone
we suddenly reveal to the sunshine, all the
creeping horrors Of the buried past--so us,
they are like. the blessed sunshine. We
dread naturally the doleful story, the sad
countenance; so much of it have we seen
and known. But these lovers--these newly
uniformed recruits, so radiant so trustful-9
seeing only the bright sky Of the future,
their illumined faces are like the song of
victory to old soldiers. ai1g31s sldj x5 ss.s2
p"What they can find to talk about, all
those hours that they are alone" is ques-
tiof1 we don't care TO ask, any more than to.
insist upon their talking at all, which they
don't always dol God bless them For
one, am glad when they enter, hand in.
hand, the enchanted land. There are no in
telligence offices, nor measles, nor teething,
nor yet dyspepsia, there the men have no
business" more urgent than to find out how
they can testify, in some unheard Of and un-
dreamed of manner, the affection which is
nigh killing them! In that land husbands
never stupidity lie down to sleep till it Is
time to 'sgo down town" again, oblivious of
the presence of their Marys and Susans. No
nightmares of bills are there handed in, to
the doors, which, when presented, cause the
wife suddenly to remember a call she is
owing to one of the neighbors,, while her
husband figures up the disgusting iteins.
In that country they charge nothing for
COAL or meat, or bread, or milk, or wine
Carriage hire, too, is cheap. And people
CO n leave the doors and windows of their
town houses open till they return In the aul
tumn, without fear of rain or robbers. Girls
there never contract runaway matches, nor
do their brothers go to the dogs. Bonnets
and dresses are found fresh and sweet upon
ground every morning, like the mama Of
| the Israelites. 49,. 49,, s.,.
Windows never want cleaning and there
are no moths, or mosquitoes, or ants, of
mice about, And as to female suffrage, ia
you mentioned il, they'd just as likely ask
you If 1t was anything good TO eat. Better
| still, not one of its Inhabitants was ever
known to grow old. Their eyes always re-
main heavenly blue or bewitching black;
and their hair is so luXuriant through the
rosy years, that no comb could ever pull
throughit. And as to. grandmothers, they
are entirely unknown. Mothers-in-law
sisters-in-law, and husbands relatives gen
orally, never enter those celestial gates TO
turn up the whites of their disguised eyes
at dear Johns shirts or stockings, or to in
sist upon their being darned under their
own personal inspection. a'iii 4 FniiHi-
There babies grow on the trees like apples |:
aid you have TO do is to shake them down !;
after that they crawl round on the grass,
and are no treble to anybody but the grass
hoppers. -. 60, -,
NO WOIhCl lOfCfs SL1llC w uCu COHICtupld-
ting such cerulean horizon. 1t makes me
J smile to think of it. Innocent dears!
i innocent dears, did you ever. catch me
like blast Of east wind, going suddenly
into the room where you were spending
your time so naturally, chilling your pretty
little bone? Did you ever know me to hunt
you out Of cunning hiding places under the
trees, or on the rocks by the sea, or in nice
dark corners or piazzas on summer nights2
: No, indeed. i. was once there myself and
know better than TO keep you from imprGy-
ing the shining hours You never heard
me telling your anxious mothers where you
might be found, or putting curious aunts
and uncles on the war-path. Not In
Yesterday L went to, walk in q fowery
meadow, as the, pioneer. of the gay party
suddenly one ofmy legs disappeared through
the clover blossoms, down into q treacherous
, deep and muddy hole. Did L warn, my
: smiling fellow-travelers and followers OF
that pitfall? A good Providence forbid. Q ]
just let each one Of them try it in turn for
themselves That's the only way the lives
OF turtle doves can be long in the land. ,,Ts
FANNY FERN.