Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1875-04-03
Asteroids.


dictiOn after weary, monotonous prayer.
The trees are trimming with the new wine
OF new life, and the sparrows are tipsy with
delight, singing anew the same old song and
wooing again with the same old love. New
grass is springing from new graves, and old
moss freshening upon old tombs, while the
wee violet, with eyes filed with tears, is
peeping from the little mounds between.
We hardly know whether 10 be glad or sad,
for there is so much TO be glaI for and So
much To be sad for. But we rather guess one
about evenly balances the other. since mirth
l. re the revels of champagne, and sadness
the headache that follows. III We have roses
We must train the briar and be scratched by
the ambushed thorn, yet in spite of natures
reprovals the shut-up world comes forth and
holds outdoor communion with her. The
children-God bless them" hunt eggs anI
manipulate mud-pies. Whole households
are cleaning yards and making garden. Del
icate handed wOMen man clumsy muck
rakes, while many lily-long white fingered
belle plants beans aud gossips pleasantly
with neighbor, etching the mellow mold
and punctUating with peas on the other side
OF the fence. The nose of the proverbial old
horse is fumbling about secluded hooks for a
bit Of early grass and the neck of the family
COW is belled, lest she stray and be lost in
search of young clover. The grounding has
been above his hole for many days. and the
lazy negro lOliing on the turf of the parks for
weeks enjoying his - civil rights" and wait
ing, Micawber-liSe, for something to turn
up. 80 SO so' the world rolls, and yet we are
not happy.
Every city on the fOOtstcol is, more or less,
bothered and bedeviled with nuisances, while
those of one are mostly peculiar to those Of
another, such as hotel hawkers omnibus
runners. hand-cart pushers. baggage lug
gers, Vagrant pilots, perambulattng huck-
Stef SHOPS and pea-nutterieS, circulating
nenaers Oh Snirt buttons, tafiy, ,glngercakeS
your fruit pediers, organ gri nders melsu-
choly fddlers, oot-blacks, newsboys, win
doW-pane thinkers, umbrella men, rag dealers
and soap fat merchants. These. we repeat,
are peculiar TO all cities, but Washington
can justly boast of her FISHERMAN as an insti-
tuition rare, novel and unique.
You can prophecy his coming
Upon his daily walk,
By the rasping Of his trumpet
And It's decorating equawks.'
1oS you can, great, long, lank, angular,
slab sided, son of Ham, 1--WE always Sympa-
thize with Ham when we see one of thcm.)
girdled with gqnny bag, ana accOuJerei
with big tin bucket, long handled ladle and
old battered cavalry trumpet, he goes forth
terrible as an army with banners, alarming
strangers out OF their wits, and doubling the
sick up like jack-knivcs. western camp
meeting never made more noise than this
FISHERMAN. He shouts precisely as pioneer
herdsman driving five hundred head of ram
pant bullocks. Seriously, there ought to be
veto put upon street-hawking and out
crying TO such noisy extent as oystermen
and some others carry IL to. OF course, the
Door should be allowed certain privileges in
order TO earn livelihood, and il seems as If
the human voice ought to be sufficient TO stir
up the inhabitants To a lively sense of duty
without adding instrumental music to- raSp
the nervous system into spasans:
We knew i; would rain, for all the morn,
"A spirit on slender ropes OF mist
Was lowering it, golden buckets down
INTO the NaPory amethyst.
otmarshes and swamps and dismal fens-
:, scooplng the dew that lay on the flowers,
Dipping the Jewels out OF the sea,
To sprinkle them ever the land in showers.
We knew it would rain, for the poplars showed
- The " bite Of their leaves, the amber grain
Shrunk IN the wina.Iand the li2htnlng now
Is tangled III tremulous skeins of rain
What the verdict of the Tilton- Beacher
jury will be IS a riddle which renders Samp-
sons OF old very simple in comparison. Thu.
jury can only legally do one of three things,
namely: rlnd Beecher gailty, acquit, or dis
agree. II is altogether probable il will do
the latter, yet il is Ia be regretted that it has
not the power OF FURNISHING both the prose-
cutOr and defendant. and sense enough TO put
its power into execution. Tilton has been on
trial and found wanting in almost the same
degree as Beecher. and 1t might be that The
much worried end badgered twelve would
take ii INTO their confused brains to find the
elegant, elongated, ETHEREAL Theodore guilty,
assessing The damages equal to those asked
by him against the author of the Life of
Christ" for il must los borne in mind that
already they have been seated nearly tn.
and one half months, listening 10 a great
Cbuu Oh Nlibe>SES, WHO nave Deeil uO4llH
some Of the tallest swearing and cross swear
ing known to the history of trials. The evil
Gence. however. viii be but a drop in the
bucket, compared to what the arguments
and counter arguments will be. Then we
must not forget that they will leave the jury
box lOaded to the guards with instructions.
pro and con, they viii he worse mixed mp
than was Rip Van Wrinkle, who, after his
twenty years sleep, asks: 'If amt Rip Van
Wrinkle who de ditie am I?'' Let the ver,Sict
be what il may, public opinion viii. We
think. be divided as TO the guilt or innocence
OF Beecher, while TiltOn will have lost a long
stretch OF moral ground.
We suppose If there is one sport more fasci-
mating To a boy than another, it is TO knock
the head from sparrow with a gum-elaStic
strap or string from which he shoots peb-
pie with the velocity and accuracy OF a bull
let. The young archers are already at this
mischief, hence the attention OF the police is
invited thereto.