New-York tribune., 1876-11-20
"HEY. HO. THE WIND And TIE RALN."


The phrases and words pretty hardly worked
yesterday were "Moist;' y "a wet morning; :"
"Good weather for young ducks" "Chilly;"
"Nasty;n "Muddy :" Unpleasant" "Have
"you spare umbrella?n "Have hack, Sir7"
"Black your boots Shine 'em up!n If it
"clears up,n ETC., etc. There is well-knOwn
family likeness in rainy Sundays, and we need
not attempt to draw it over again. We always
growl the same grOwls, bewail the same i'll
conveniences, plead the same plea for nom
church. going; and by "we,n let nine-tenths
of all city human beings be understood! A
dull Sunday is duller than any other day of
the week, and creates more disappointment,
except possibly dull Fourth of July. 1t has
an immoral influence for it not only keeps
folk away from the sanctuary, but it drives
divers into beershops, and keeps them
there when otherwise they would be taking
invigOrating walks. But the Summer
Sundays are over the railway trains are no
longer crowded with suburban excursionists;
the pretty steamboats, are laid up in ordinary,
and back streets and sums, which during the
warm season always wore holiday appear
ance with all the population OF the tenement
houses upon the dOOrsteps, were yesterday
desoIate, deserted, and dismal. There is un-
doubtedly discomfort enough within, but also,
let us hope, reasonable ease, a decently good
dinner, and peace and love in many squalid
and crowded chamber which has not much
else to boast of. When a whole household is
kept at home all Sunday by the out
side incemency, then comes the test OF
temper and brown-st0ne fronts do not always
stand it any better than the shabbiest
and most dilapidated frame buildings.
For the honor of human nature, we do not
like to think of how cross, for innumerable
reasons, numberless people were yesterday
nor of the Incidence and ennui and snap
pshness and irritating sense of Incarceration.
In Justice to The TRIBUNE it ought to be un-
derstood that notwithstanding the accuracy Of
our weather probabilities, we have no control
of the clements; nor, if we had, would 1t be
possible for us to meet the wants, wishes, and
whms of everybody. If there be anything
which people must take as it comes it is Sun
day weather.
Sunday weather with such wind as may
come, too. with the wet! Yesterday the breeze
was a bad north-east-a surly blast only to be
adequately indicated by all the Ms and all the
Els upon the shipman's card-a dogged, decided,
determined wind which kept the storm signals
strictly to their duty-a wind full OF deceit,
which made little feints of changing, and then
wheeled into the old line vicOusly, and
thwarted the good intentions of the gray and
grumpy clouds-a wind fierce now and anon
sullen, but generally badly behaved, and in
the interest evidently of the umbrella members,
and which made up for its exclusion from GER
oh 20 hKyt tba ind IuStry
vehemence which it exhibited in others-in
short (and the short is quite long enough)
wind, whether we call it n. L. or n. n. K.
or plain N, which exhibited all the
deprayity of the sirocco without its rather more
than genial temperatures wind like Dlg
bully, but with petty-laTcenous talent for
condensing itself and coming in through the
narrowest chnks, and afterward swelling to
its old propOrtions and entering, not at all like
an entry thief, but by simply and honestly
blowing open the front door; wind hard
to keep out cffcctually, and almost as we'll let
in as excluded, since it would not go away, but
kept growing and groaning and whistling and
bowling and roaring and rushing about the prem
iscs and making short dives down the chimney,
and getting itself stuck in the fiues, and making
more t0-do about its situation than wedged-in
sweep and at last lOosening itself 10y des
perate effort, and so up with fierce sibilla-
ton through the chimney-pOt and away again
toward Newt Orleans as if it had bets on the vote
Gn favor of Gov. Tilden, of course) and must
go down personally for a private interview
with the Returning Board
One of the most charming of Washington
Irving's papers is that in which-but our read
Ill hat
scription of a rainy Sunday in an English inn |
Who having read of them, has forgotten the
sOused and rumlnant creatures OF the stable |
yard 2-the drip, drip, drip, from the tavern |
caves 2-the two or three umbrella-bearers
sllurrying by to their devotions 9-the not un-
pleasing blue-deviltry which pervades the
page, which almost seems under our hand as
we read, as if damp from the pressl We
have forgotten whether Mr.. GeOffrey Crayon
tells us that he was thus weather.
bound in NOvember-but doubtless that
was the month of the unadventurOus
adventure. The bold Briton who is proud of
all his belongings, doubtless thinks his No
vember Qhough he may hang himself in it)
no small beer, but marvel of month, un-
equaled as to all that it should not be- by the
Ninth Month (or Eleventh in our calendar) of
any other climate. Let him think so! We
are ready TO compare with any day of it which
he can produce, however inclement and i'm
potently austere and suggestive of ropes and
ratsbane, our own Sunday, November 10, Ammo
Domini MDCCCLXXVI.
--
certain number of very intelligent and very
sincere people earnestly desire to introduce in this
country the practice of cremation as