New Orleans Republican. [volume] (New Orleans, La) 1867-1878, 1876-10-18

wsys with "luek" to Hayes and Wheeler.
In the widest hours Of my boyhood dreams
never witnessed such enthusiasm 40 was
displayed BY tho soldier boys on their way
to Indianapolis. Reaching that city, We
were greeted with national salute and
cheers enough to convince 10 that our we'll
known Union shout found . hearty re-
sponse.
The first day was spent in regimental re-
unions, when comrades meet for the first
time since tho war, and when inquiry was
made after many who had answered the
last roll call, tears Of genuine sorrow at-
tested the warm feelings of the soldiers
heart.
The citizens of tho good city Of Indian
apolis performed their part we'll. The city
was literally smothered in bunting, and
many flags, displaying the inscriptions
"Welcome to our Soldier and Sailor Boys"
"Hayes and Wheeler, our It President
and Vice President" and patriotic mottoes
enough to set mp dozsn nations.
The second day was taken up in the
grand parade-truly . grand parade.
never expect to see such another if were
to live for thousand years. Here, after
twelve years Of peace, were brought to.
gether men who had stood shoulder to
shoulder on many hard fought field; men
who we'll know what . "solid South"
means; men who are determined that the
lation shall live if 1t takes . combined
North to carry out that purpose; mon who
are determined that this nation il just large
enough for one government, but entirely
too small for two. This IL the feeling
found manifest in that vast throng Of the
bone and sinew of tho land.
The great feature Of the day was the
magnificent speech Of Colonel Bob Inger-
soil. He held the vast meeting at his will,
and when he finiehed his lofty description
Of the soldier leaving home. thsre was not
one dry eye in that immsnss audisnce. As
he finished the boys testified their alle-
glance to the flag, the emblem Of our M
tionA glory.
returned to Cincinnati, where had the
pleasure of seeing our Louisiana orators,
al Of whom are doing fine work. From
there wended my way to the Falls, where
many amusing occurrence took place. Tho
hack drivers gathered around me like 90
many bees, and hustled me from place to
place. each Offering to carry me cheaper
than the other. After enjoying their fun
for some time, simply announced to them
that when ct homo was myself . cab
driver. 1t would have done you good to
have witnessed their chap-fallen faces.
Giving me . cheer, they started to find .
fare somewhere else.
If attempted to paint the Falls know
you would not be satisfed with my deecrip-
ton, 20 must leave that for some one who
can paint the dazzling beauties of that won
derful work of nature.
From the Falls started for Auburn, and
while on the cars l learned, to my astonish-
ment, that this was the identical Auburn of
which my countrymsn sang 80 sweetly-at
least 90 . young gentleman was telling q
young maiden. "This," said he, ''is Au-
burn-'Auburn, loveliest village etc-the
scene of Goldsmith's beautiful poem"
"Great Godp thought l. "if poor Goldy was
only alive, and hear this spoon dllste" As
I brooded over the subject thought it
strange that If he did write, taking this
Auburn - his subject, he left out the State
prison-a great mistake on his part.
After spending . week in this charming
spot, where sleeps tho great American
statesman w. H. Seward, whose tomb
states that HE WAS Faithful" took my
departure by the way of the Lehigh valley
for Philadelphia, that grand centre of the
worlds industry.
To paint the beauties Of that coal region
would take the pencil of one far moro com.
petent than your humble servant. The au-
tamn had ser in with al its various beau-
ties, and nature seemed to enjoy herself to
the top Of her bent. What rich sight it
was to SEQ the apple trees loaded down to
the ground with the fast ripening fruit,
and the golden leaves Of autumn glisten in
the sun.
But it is all too rich for me to dwell upon,
and - I have spun this letter out to
greater length than l had intended, you
must pardon your subscriber. In my next l
will describe what saw in Philadelphia.
Truly yours, BRICQUE.