New Orleans Republican. [volume] (New Orleans, La) 1867-1878, 1872-07-21
Talk ON the street.

| stock" was the statement of a clothing
store proprietor. You don't find anybody
buying any more summer goods, and we
are already beginning to pick up the fall
styles"
believe we're going down in this city,
sighed a general observer We do less
business every year. I've had to shorten
accounts twenty per cent from my business,
and I've heard of the same operations in
other quarters"
{" And still they say that cotton isn't
worth twenty-five cents a pound" said
cotton clerk.
1t may be necessary to- say right here
that the above remarks are heard every
day, and upon all sides. 1t is the regular
season for such complaints, We have never
seen a summer that was not the dullest
summer ever seen, nor have we ever seen
time confessed to be good time. We have
no recollection of any year marching along
by days and months to join the innumer-
able caravan Of its predecessors, that we
did not hear it said, "Ah, if we only had
the time of sixty so and so, or seventy-one."
The truth is, men always growl when idle.
Your professional grumhler is sure to be a
man whom idleness suits better than en-
plOyment. See a man with the corners of
his mouth pulled down, and his eye cooking
itself up like duck in a thunder storm
whose face is yellow and whose hands are
dry-you bet he has no vigorous employ
ment to absorb the blue devils.
H. H.
full, ruddy faced man, whose business con
sisted of stabbing bacon and then drawing
the blOodless knife under his nose, "times
amt SO hard as all that, are they? We
needn't grumble so long as there's plenty of
bacon, hams, shoulders, and all that sort O.
thing. l know the time when the best of
US ed feel proud if we could get a hold of
a piece as big as my two fingers" He held
up these fingers as he spoke, and it must
be said if slice of BACON Of the size of
these fingers wasn't enough for one man.
then he was hungry. Haven't we got
buildings going up all over town ?" he ex-
claimed, going on with his stabbing; "do
they build 'em up for ornament, or to look
at 'em, or to live in 'em If they keep on
building year to year, making room for new
people, don't it show we've got more popu-
latiOn than the year before! Isn't that a
sign of prosperity People don't come to
dead town, do they Y! Look at the COM
mercial houses, banks and sich. There's
one with a marble front going up on Canal
street; McClOskey's building a fOur-stOry
soda shop. You may ride up or down and
you'll find a general fYtn up, buildin'
an bUildin'. Everybody's goiu' mad on
cottages now, and like the man who want
ed a whistle, they've got to pay for 'em,
But so long as the the towns growing big
ger and bigger, deeper and deeper, l know
there isn't any real cause to grOwl."
"LOok at the merchants who've failed"
put in a bystander.
Did you ever see a town where some Of
'em didn't bust ~ inquired the red face. ~
think it's iucky thing some of them do go
up; there's room for more. You don't talk
about the merchants who are starting here,
and commenced to lay in stock. None of
you people who growl ever look at the in
crease of boarding houses, lQnch-hOuses,
COlCCuOlAOCo, L4OtA5Co G1lNA 4LhCy al
making more room for bigger crowd of
people. We're CROWN bigger and bigger
every year. Does dead town grow No
moren a dead man. You stop your grOwlin'
and go to buildin' railroads; that's what
you do" .-
That mans head was level. "Stop growlin'
and go to buildin railroads" Correct; go
up head; call the next boy.
The news having arrived recently about
Murrell being in Washington
''Who the devil is MurrellP' inquired
legislative clerk.
Don't you remember" replied chronic
delegate, "the legislator who, in the fight
over the civil rights bill three years ago,
used to get up in the House Don't you
recollect how he used to point a long and
bony finger at the Speaker and say, 'Sah,
tell you, sab, this won't do, sab; no sah.'"
''Oh, that's the man, is 'it2 So this ques-
ton was wound up.
What Is fame it, after all this, "nobody
knows no One?"
1t was on another occasion that one of
those careless-lOoking men who might be
seen almost any day standing with their
hands up against a granite pillar told
story. The telegraph often tells US that
Mr.. So and So, of such and such town, is
here. Then another dispatch comes saying
Mr.. So and So, accompanied, etc, has just
left. After that comes a note every day,
until it is all paid out, saying Mr.. So and
So left this evening or.this morning for -.
1 always think, when. 1 see these dispatches,
that such a parsonage must have carpet
bag. l don't know why should think so,
but do. think, when they tell US he's
left, that he went streaking it through the
streets, six feet at a stride, with carpet
bag. l can't explain it. But Whenever /
hear of any such distinguished party, his
motions chronicled from place to place, Ilm
sure he's got carpet-bag. l can't get rid
of the carpet-bag.
The account of the entertainment given
at Chappaqua by Mr.. Greeley, produced
somewhat Of a sensation.
2 In the doorway Of a big grocery house
this morning sat a party Of clerks and en-
pIoyes reading, as it is the habit of all such
parties, the papers the first thing
Joe, !" said one who held the Times in
his hand, what lean set of friends Gree
ley's got"
= "How's that, Ike? inquired Joe, looking
up from his paper.
"Why, here it is, replied Ike, reading,