The weekly clarion. [volume] (Jackson, Miss.) 1863-1882, 1871-01-19

Travelling for pleasure What mis-
nomeri Those who travel under such q
flag are always wishing for the port that
il to terminate their voyage, when on
board ships or steamers, and get into the
cars with prayers for q speedy arrival Gi
their destination. All travel Is attended
with hurry, hustle, disappointment and
vexation of spirit There Is the baggage
to see to, walters to ball after, porters to
quarrel with, landlords to growl at, cold
and rain, vicissitude of season and climate
to contend with there Is the fear of boil
ers bursting, cars running off the track
the annoyance of close state rooms, and
unchanged sheets-money taking to itself
wings and flying from you on all sides,
and on all sides disagreeable sights, dis
agreeable sounds, and disagreeable people
which, altogether, would drive man mad
at home, but which are to be borne with,
forsooth, abroad, as the accidents of
travel Travelling for pleasure, it emp
ties the purse, sours the temper, makes
one pettish, compIainful and selfish, un-
social, morose and miserable. Travelling
for pleasure What is it? To exchange a
comfortable feather bed In winter, or cool
mattress in summer, with snowy curtains,
snowy sheets, and snowy pillows, sweet
blankets and coverlets, capacious bed
stead, and an airy room, for a narrow
box of state room, containing a berth,
which, when the achievement of getting
into it is, with sundry bruises, effected,
fits you like your coffin, and in which you
are fanked by board partition on one
side, and precipice of some six feet on
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chambermaid asserverates on her honor
that they are clean, have an odor like the
towels the walters sometimes flourish
about our oIfactories-for blankets, that
look as if horses as well as men had been
benefited by their warmth, and cover
lets OF no particular hue-for close I'M
healthy air, constant confinement, i'll
heath and the rheumatism. 1t is to ex-
change the pleasant circle around our
own hearths, for mixed crowd of strang-
ers who feel no interest in US, while we,
none in them whose selfishness, rude
ness, ill-breeding, vulgarity or malignity,
destroy our equinimity and excite our
disgust, dislike or discomfort, those SEN
satiOns that a pleasure-traveler should
never allow admission into his breast
1t is exchanging the delightful society of
the drawing-room for the heterogeneous
gatherings of all the countries, those who
will tread on your corns and look fiercely
at you for wincing-your pleasant spark
ling fire for a close stove-your garden
for the steamboat guards-your own well
appointed table and cheerful faces, for
the doubtful messes, abhorrent devourers,
and unseemly scenes of a steamboat din
ner. 1t is, in fact, to exchange earth
for purgatory, happiness for misery, COM
fort for discomfort, to destroy the temper,
to teach one to grumble, snarl and growl,
and altogether to make fool of himself.
Thank fortune, (for am indebted to herr
l am no traveller for pleasure. There is
no law to resist compulsion, or should
never trust myself to the tender mercies
of boilers, steamboat captains and land
lords, and expose myself to all the other
ills to which travellers are heirs. III had
my own will, l should never place my
foot on car or steamboat more, but in
some quiet corner of the world, where the
noise of escaping steam, the horn of the
stage driver, the sound of hotel dinner
bell, have never penetrated-where, Sc
cure in my own quietude, / should regard
as a set of desperate men, whom
heaven has visited with desperate mad
ness, and be thankful for my sanity in the
midst of such universal lunacy.