Marshall County Republican. (Plymouth, Ind.) 1856-1878, 1871-09-14
A Steamer day.

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The art of seeing friend off is yet in
its infancy, though it is growing apace.
1t will have achieved its full prime and
glory when he who departs shall say
simply "by-by,' and feel that he has ex
plessed himself fully and intelligibly; no
tears will be there, no embraces, no lys
terical smiles end laughter, no requests
for letters, nc prayers for health but sim
pie, cheerful "good-by,' and perhaps a
cocktail.
We have made considerable advances
from the time mot long since, by any
when gentleman would fondle
all his acquaintances and ask the prayers
of his church on his departure for Hart
ford; swift and certain rairoading, and
steaming, which is almost timed by a
stop-watch, makes one callous to the
dangers of Il journey less than three thous-
and miles in length, provided it lies in
ones own country. and ii is hard TO cXtort
even surprise or a mild regret when you
mention that YOU start to-day for a tour iii
the far Southwest, West, or North. No
body cares everybody has either been
over the Identical route, and can give you
some little points for The scculity OF Your
comfort, or has 4 friend-an Intimate
1Iicnd-in tlie identical town which you
have made your limit, because it was so
remote and 50 curious
Departures, ria the ocean, are yet sus-
ceptible of radical Improvements. True,
they have altered greatly since the advent
of Mr. Fulton and his lively followers,
but it must be better demonstrated that
The sea is spacious enough to contain a
steamship and an iceberg, or two passing
steamships, without the likelihood of col
lision, before the dear people will consent
to tear themselves apart without tears and
bewailing.
I There Is always fan AT the wharves or
s., amer days in the matter of leave-taking
and one may here contemplate the abyss
OF dcspond, grief, and lugubrious senti
ment, from which we must soar before
the true "good-by," may be commonly ut
tered in sensible and rational way.
For instance, take the case of Frederick
and Agelina, no so abroad in the-ncve
mind-an hour hence. They come to th'
steamer attended by halfa score of friends
male and female, who might have bette
, stayed at home. Newly married, you sec
Wedding tour; and these are the brides
maids and best men, who, having dofle,
their garments Of joy, have come to max
the last few moments in America perio
of exquisite torture for their bosoms' dc
light.
Frederick, with sea-wrap- on his arm:
is enabled to stand at a distance an
, smoke, while his friends ply him wit
0 secret chaff; but Angelina is obliged t
take it. Five bright faces hover her a
she sits in the cushioned cabinseat, pre-
II ty, dainty, and a little nervous. Soft eye
beam upon her, and thousand brigl
things are uttered, with the weak idea c
y cheering her up.
The charming five hold her soft hand
among them and bend over her, touchin
her dress and her hair.
/. 'Don't bother to write, darling. It's
n great trouble, and you will always
tired with talking those horried lal
: guages. Well write, all of us. Only r
r member us when you are homesick, al
be sure that we're always thinking of yo
always. And, when you get to Irelan
don't forget that thing with the rowe
name, the Blarney-stone and ST. Som
!. body's we'll Oh, don't we wish we we
going; don't wel'
!, They chirrip and laugh as though tn
"a ID felt altogether like doing it; as thoui
e. neither of them had gags deep in th'
: throats, or felt as though they would Ii
to go off with their pet and weep in
d. cret. They fec the stewardess out of
,ry sense and reason, and endeavor to ma
EN- promise TO defend their love from
. dreadful sea-sickness.
The love smiles and bushes. She me-
lay knew they loved her so, and upon
re- peaceful mind there break the conscio
ness of the values of home, never befi
24t appreciated.
Her voice trembles little, her |
-. quiver a little, and her eyes moisten
in tie, though she tries hard, very hard, to
,ors s,s merry, and essays an obvious fiction W
ut nsh pair of ivory tablets and Liliput
, iu pencil, with which she pretends to CHI
the the off the matters she has charged herself
oFk to forget.
l. is all farce, or perhaps melodra
It is the fault of the backward times
nd partings are tragical. but Heaven o
IT. Il knows why people pretend that they th
- them joke, when both they and all Il
friends know ther hearts are nearly bu
. ing with grief.
Every one does not pretend, tn
Goodness! Men and the young peopl
both sexes are the general culprits, tho
m even they finally capitulate at the
N > bell, and shanefully out below and