Staunton vindicator. [volume] (Staunton, Va.) 1860-1896, 1874-09-04

ris, after voting against the bill had either
to leave the money in the hands of the
Yankees OF bring it into his district and
let it get out in the usual way with public
men, great laughter) and he did the lat
ter. lie always suspected people who made
row about taking the back pay, of doing
1t to cover up their own tracks.
The Convention then adjourned.
sERENADE.
At night the Stonewall Brigade Band
serenaded Judge Harris at the Virginia
Hotel. Short addresses were made from
the balcony of the hotel to the crowd of
people by Judge Harris, Judge Stuart, of
Page. II. H. Riddlebarger, of Shenandoah,
Mr.. Taylor, of Fluvanna, and other dis
tinguished delegates.
THE END OF THE SEAsoN.-The cold
weather has caused sudden rush from
the watering places which Staunton views
as the spectacle passes by. Passenger
trains going east are full and even the leak
age at this point is heavy. At one hotel-the
Virginia, Tuesday morning, there were
twenty arrivals of children, being taken
home after summer in the Mountains
They all landed in the breakfast room at
once, creating the impression among
the regular boarders that the day
of Judgment had come. If the clergy
want an unanswerable argument in behalf
of original sin, let them take an eight
year old child, demanding another piece
Of chicken at a hotel table. His anxious
mother tried to quiet his terrific screams,
for the waiter with "You'll get it directly
dear" ''But don't want it directly I
want it now" A polite old gentleman
with bald head suggests to the perplexed
mother that the angel shall take his piece
and he'll wait for the waiter But the
steam whistle says II don't want his
chicken. He amt got any hair ON his
head" The bald head man sits appalled,
at that piece Of devilish ingenuity, and
presently silently folds his napkin and
steals away; and is presently heard inquir-
ing of the clerk ''who that id child be-
longs to-" 1t is moderately calculated
that a man who can eat his breakfast with
six hungry travelling children would enjoy
it under a six gun battery.
But we were talking about the Springs
The freight cars are passing with private
carriages and teams, the servants cars are
full of retired nurses, the gentleman with
the big breastpin in the passenger coach,
who is telling about the number of drinks
Col. Manytod could take, is the extra bar
keeper who has been dispensed with, the
lovely girl, whose pale face and sharp
shoulder blades show how much the waters
and the late nights have improved her, is
trying to stop a sharp little cough long
enough to take a nap against the car seat,
the anxious mother is looking with dissat-
isfaction at the four daughters she is TAX
ing back without an offer, while young
Lateplayer, the only fellow who showed
Julia particular attention, is drinking
brandy in the smoking car. Two weeks
ago the young fellow wouldn't have done
this, on the same train with her, but now
the season is over, and he doesn't care
about the cold lady'' OF her girls either
We ought to be clever in Staunton, if see
ing both sides makes one clever. We see
society as it goes through in the first of
the season, to the battle, in their new uni
forms, and their new hopes. and their new
fresh joyful spirits and we see them as
they come back, weary and dusty and
draggled, even those who are victorious,
looking as if the victory was hardly worth
the fight. We see the sWan-like belle of
the watering place ball rooms, nervous and
fretful and haggling with the chamber
maids in the hotel corridors about their
short comings, and we have applications
from the beaux for currency to help them
them on their way, which we Icharge to
the sinking fund; and then we steal
gravely into the lecture Wednesday night
and hear the preacher say that call
flesh is grass, )" and-we believe him.