Nashville union and American. [volume] (Nashville, Tenn.) 1868-1875, 1873-07-12
PARAGRAPHICAL.


The funny man of the Memphis Ledger
now separates his Ledger Lines" into par
agrsphs, to the great Improvement in the
appearance thereof.
A Nashville juvenile, Of an inventive turn
of mind, says that he could make very
good moon, if provided with batter cake
and pair of scissors.
The stable boys at Sam Blacks establish
ment answer TO such very appropriate
names as "Longstreet," "Harry Bassett,"
"George III. Patchem," etc.
Smalley, of the New York Tribune, says
Mark Train is at Edwards Hotel In Lon
don with an Earl Oh one side Of him and
a Count on the other, and Disraeli under
his feet.
The Nashville UNION AND AMERICAN
beads an article with "Be Temperate To
dav.n In Nashville no newspaper with
regard for its popularity dare propose such
q radical reform for mole than one day
st. Louis journal.
The st. Louis Republican says this very
sensible thing regarding the Persian Shah:
eff Nasser-ed-D can go back to his
Koran and his orange groves, his nightin-
gales and nargiles, his eanuchs and his dan
cling girls, and feel no longing for the broad
er and buster life of christian civilization,
then he is not worth the money which chris
tendon has spent in entertaining him."
The Memphis Ledger man occupies his
leisure time ia the vain endeavor to solve
profound mysteries of this character:
"Ahout the greatest mystery to the unmar-
ried man is, how do the bellies that prone
made on Main street during this torrid
weather manage to look so cool, when all
mankind is whiting from paper collar down
to boot heels? The gayly dressed maidens
appear in butterfly costumes, and present
the appearance of having Just stepped out
of an ice-bound region"
At the Louisville lottery drawing the
other day, the Courier journals young
man imagined ali this, as he sat Dervously
chewing the end of his pencil waiting for his
quarter ticket to bring him fortune: zone
frightened, fair-faced young lady, neatly
dressed and smiling, but with just the least
culver of anxiety in tie corner Of her rosy
mouth, and Just the fsintest gleam of hope
In her clear blue eyes, sat beside good
looking youth who was evidently
connected in some mysterious way
with her interest in the drawing. Not
so mysterious either; for it did not axe the
shreWdesL observation in the world TO see
that there we're bIissful contingencies de-
pending upon the fate that awaited their
venture in the wheel of fortune. Perhaps
fate in the shape of opposing parents, or ad-
versity or poverty, was to be cOncilisted by
the realization of their hopes, and their
dreams Of a rose-bowered cottage, and hal
cyon days that should last "till death do us
part" hung upon tie tickle freak of chance.
At any rate it was really affecting when the
crier called $500 to their ticket to see the
bright smile with which they turned to one
another, their faces so close that they
seemed TO long, and yet resist the tempta-
ton to set the seal Of their satisfaction on
each others lips. There were the minister's
fee and the simple house-furnishing, and
few dollars laid away for future occasion
of equal interest, all contained in that mod
est sum.
The New York Commercial Advertiser
thus describes drummers;
Everybody has heard of "CoR Ulercial
Drummer" He is a creation peculiar to
American commerce. He has as many ribs,
fingers and toes as an ordinary mortal; but
by his cheek We shall know him. His
opIomb is prodigious. In the railway coach,
the steamboat, the stage coach, the hotel,
he is as much at home as Welsh parSOnin
q cheese factory. Who is that sleek indi-
vidual who sits on the other side of the car,
occupying four seats, when he pays only for
one? How sweetly, how innocently igno-
rant he is of the fact that there is ca1ful
of passengers looking for seats! His head
is buried in railway guide, and soundly
he sleeps while the train is at stand
still at a station. He sits at the
head of the table in the best no.
tel in the town. You deem him some
local magistrate, who cuts off coupons for
amusement. The dishes are drawn up in
front of him in serried rows. He arraDges
them in the shape of block house, and
looks at you through the portfolios, and
smiles. He DOESN'T smile because he loves
YOU, but because his food tickles his stom.
ach and makes him good-natured. He
calls the waitress by her first name. She
doesn't leave his side for an instant save to
hand him the last dish of the first peas OF
the season which you had so lovingly set
YOUR hungry eyes on. The landlord enters
and pours out glass of water for him, and
offers him cigar. He takes it as though
he were president of orr glorious republic
The landlords pretty daughter dresses bis
salad, and one begins to wonder whic1 nall
of the state be owns, and what he holds 1t
at, You hear the chambermaids Cycling
in a corner, and Mr.. Sharpedge's name
hjlariously mentioned. You subsequently
learn that MIR. S. is a hardware drummer.