The New Orleans bulletin. [volume] (New Orleans [La.]) 1874-1876, 1875-04-27

One of these gentlemen was blessed with
unusual length of limb and a happy facility
of squeezing through narrow places, and he
was successful in obtaining one seat for the
most delicate member Of the party. The rest
of us stood, thankful for any means of con-
| veyance, to reach Concord in time to see the
points of interest and the decorations before
| the rabble who came to look at the President
were tired of the sight.
more comfortable time than most people, for
he had a coach and four to convey him to and
from the depots. while it is reported that one
enthusiast paid thirty dollars for o carriage
| ride to Concord.
OF course We saw the bridge where was
fred the shot heard round the world, whose
reverbrations are still making uneasy the
''heads that wear the crowns" We saw the
quiet homes Of Alcott and Emerson; the
| wood where Thoreau lived on less than eight
cents day, and the cold manse," which
Hawthorne has immortaltized. OF course We
saw the beautiful, tasteful and costly decora-
tions, the statue of the ''minute man" and
the mammoth tent for refreshments, not one
third large enough for the crowd of hungry
patriots who could not get even the odor OF
the dainties
We knew there were orations being deliv-
cred, but so great was the crowd that it is safe
to say not one in hundred heard or even
saw the speakers, while SO overpowering was
the hun, Of human voices that the strains of
the German aBand were scarcely audible.
BY afternoon how hungry we were. We
dared not separate, lest we should lose each
other, and so, in solid phalanx, We attacked
in turn each shop and the hotel, but were
turned away from empty larders Hungry
crowds had anticipated us, and there were
not even fragments remaining Oh for cup
of tea or coffee, bit OF stale bread or a
cracker but nothing was to be had. At last
one lady ventured to the kitchen door of an
hOspitable looking house and made an appeal
to the maid, who. with genuine Hiberniau
generosity, brought out one of her MISTRESS
nince pies.
We asked no questions, but ate our pie and
sought the depot. Oh! how cold the east
wind whistled how we shivered and chat
tered with cold, as on the outskirts of a large
crowd who also wanted to go home, we await
ed the arrival of the train. But alas for our
hopes; on the train of sixteen cars there was
not standing room for us, inside and out,
even on platforms, and tender men were
crowded as close as birds in rice field. We
waited two weary hours in the cold and no
other train came. Carriages were not to be
had at any price, wagons were all engaged,
aAu We wOAO JuSI uOSIuAuE, W CAuulbtc Iu0 cA-
ample Of the Cambridge ladies and take the
journey on foot, when a peanut merchant
drove up. His wagon was empty, his pockets |
full, his heart proportionately susceptible.
"Can you let US ride to Boston ?"
"Be'nt goin' there"
"How far will you CO."
"Harvard Square"
"Well, give us lift that far, can't you?"
"Horse is tied, and besides there isn't |
room."
"Oh, we'll squeeze Unjust say the word.
Well, up then"
We did not need another word, but care |
ully packed ourselves in the little cart, and |
we're thankful for the cliff" My seat for |
eleven miles was board six inches wide, but |
made no complaint. anything was better
han standing in the bitter cold night air. |
We met train at Harvard Square. and found |
! good supper awaiting us at home, at mid |
hight. So ended this ebullition of patriotism |
When the Centennial of Bunker Hill is cele- |
'rated, perhaps some of our party may be
rested to enjoy it.