The Donaldsonville chief. [volume] (Donaldsonville, La.) 1871-current, 1873-05-31
LETTER FROM NEW ORLEANS.

lime repOse, not u corpse, blOated and
fostering on her streets to faint the at
mosphere that surrounds her. Stretch
ing forth her commercial arms she
invites the shipping Of the world to
discharge their freight into her lap.
She, the queen Of the gulf, whose past
greatness like the shade Of Napoleon
fingers in the memory even where
the substance of her composition
has decayed, presents no feature save
that Of quiet from political turmoil
and a renewed activity in her COM
mercial arm.
Well, why should she notY Have
not the representatives Of the Union
honored her with their presence ?
Have not Brown, and Boggs, and
Scroggs, and Thompson, whose burn
ing eloquence has lighted the columns
of the Congressional Globe and made
waste paper as plentiful as newsboys
the scintillations of whose genius
have eliminated in Patent Office Re
ports, and whose vaporings on con
stitutional limitations and the power
ofthe Executive as contradistinguished
from that of the lawmakers, caused
the Hottentot government to open
their eyes in wonder-passed us on
our crowded streets, and elbowed us
away from our accustomed places at
the bar where we had called for our
usual soda water. | tell YOU that a
Congressman is Il Congressman. They
don't grow on every bush. You don't
pick them up at every cross-road.
1t is not every man that is willing to
sacrifice himself on the altar OF his
country, drink bad Washington whis-
key until he can see with Congress
sional eyes, ri-; double. Therefore
when our distinguished guests az
rived we did them the honor to show
them around and fire off our big guns.
The poetry Of life is somewhat
dimmed by heat here. 1t is said that
wo thirds Of the human body is com
posed Of water, our Office boy coming
in smoking hot and saturated with
perspiration to-day took the fearful
ground that he was composed almost
entirely Of water. How red person
looks standing on the warm pave
nents between the heated walls of our
city; Cassabianca standing on the
burning deck is no illustration Of the
and what an insult to our
moral sense it is for some friend to
grasp you by the hand under. such
circumstances and say: any dear
Jones how well you look, how fresh,
and red, and rosy! I have known
persons to go to bed and forget to say
their prayers after such a performance
as this. The present heat apparently
all fear of the heat to come.
" But" says Boggs, '"why do you
give OILY one side Of the case? Tell
of the serene JOY that fills the soul as
you throw down your fifteen cents
and call for sherry cobbler fresh
from the polar regions True Boggs
is Il genius and is never hot, and be-
longs to that class composed almost
of fluids. But aside from
The heat our city presents attractions.
Music, for instance. | understand
that poets have suggested an idea or
two about music, about it's having
charms and a soothing influence on
the breasts Of savages, if this is true
propose that the Government char
5er couple of dozen hand organs
md send them out after Captain Jack.
know OF Il number, that however
leartrending it would be for us to
part with them, still for the. good of
,he country we would do so. One
hat plays under our Office window
nightly, plain organ without the
'dornement Of a monkey, unless You
night mistake the man who grinds it
or an animal of that species, we
night dropa tear Oh the spot rem
Tered classic by his presence, but
would yield to public necessity. The
'wner Of the cigar store below us
links that the man who dccoys him
o our corner and feeds him on nickles
5 an enemy of NIcEncry. Scrorgs
'ffeled our Office boy seycntv-fve
ents if he would follow the organ
,rinder to some back street and take |