Clarksville weekly chronicle. (Clarksville, Tenn.) 1873-1890, 1876-11-04
FROM OAK eRoVE, II.

It is raining still, and the clouds
haven't even silver lining, for the
sun has gone down. We are like the
unfortunate youth in Grey's elegy,
Melancholy marks us for her own"
And why is that We who were wont to
be among the gayest of the gay, are
now a prey to melancholy?
For the last two weeks we have dill
igeDtly searched the columns of the
New Era for items from one we lad
formerly hailed with so much pleasure,
but vainly did VIC suekl o, S-p.
cor our whole world ofIiterature thop vast
A star whose Setting left behind, an me,
how dark night J"
For as bright star is, so is the intel
le5t of SIP. The more you gaze upon
that luminary the more you behold;
now family distinguishable, as though
seen through a mist now brightly de-
fined, until it wrinkles off into endless
blazes and fades into immeasurable
darkness. The rest of us are but as
children playing on the sea-shore.-
In the future when the name of S-p
shall BE enrolled with
''The barCls sublime.
Whose distant footsteps echo
Down the corridors OF time
some great philosopher will arise,
whose deeply comprehensive and ap-
preciative mind will dive into the pro-
fundity of the productions of this in
tellectual Hercules, and find the un-
searchable riches" hidden there. We
don't half appreciate the literary pro-
auctions above alluded to. 1t is phil
osophical fact that too much light
blinds US, especially when it comes
very suddenly and unexpectedly
Hence our obtuseness, that is. the
people of the nineteenth century are
dazzled, blinded In short, they can't
see through it. Will he write no more?
] could weep tears of briny anguish to
think of it And if we are ever fully
assured that he will never more ad-
dress the dear public through the col
umns ola newspaper, we could exclaim
with Jeremy: OH that my head
were waters, and mine eyes a fountain
of tears (for the time being), that |
might weep day and night" &c.
One little incident will relate,
which exemplifes the sad decline of
the morals of some in this country,
and it furthermore shows that some
will spurn the best advice of their best
friends, it matters not how excellent
the advice may be, or how much good
it may ultimately do them. But alas =!
my sad experience has been the expe-
rieuce of many better and worthier
man that has gone before me no doubt.
1t was thusly: / was sitting before
blazing FIRE, wrapped in the solitude
of my own grand. gloomy and majestic
thoughts q y, when suddenly l
heard some one exclaim excitedly /:
"Now's the timel Come, we have
her ~ l was paralyzed with astonish-
ment for the instant, and gazed at
them in stretched -eyed amazement
But my tongue was speedily loosened
by fear when l saw one of them, with
a look worthy of Raw-head and
bloody bones, and q most diabolical
grin on face that would have been
lovely had it not been for the "idiotic
clips, raise 4 glittering pair of scissors
TO scalp me-almost. They only in
tended disfgur!ng my phiz by idiotic-
ally clipping my hair! My dolorous
cries soon brought to my aid friend
whose arm was more potent than mine.
This friend has my eternal and ever
lasting gratitude; for like the I'VE
charged upon flock of geese and put
them all to flight fellow in the third
reader, The routed 'em, he secuted
en-, and l lost-not single hair
And all this came of expressing my
humble and honest opinion Of the silly
fashion in which some ladies wear their
hair. But | forgive both of you girls
for the insane attack on an inoffensive
individual like myself; from the bot
tom of my heart [ forgive you, espec-
tally as you didn't succeed in taking
my scalp. On reflection you were not
20 very much to blame after all; for
having hung out your sign q have
reference to your idiotic clips, you
must not, as honest girls, belle your
pTofessed character.
have heard there was one in this
country that could tell you how pea
nuts, in other words COOLERS, could be
utilized. They are good for almost
anything.
Miss Nina Oldham and brothers,
Masters George and Moses, paid the
nejghborhood a flying visit this week.
We learned through them that Messrs.
VIM. Il. Trahern and JEFF CARROT had
been to the Centennial, New York,
etc, together. Heard they went all
the way on the same train, and there
wasn't an accident happened on the
trip.
Miss Lizzie k is in the neigh
borhood, looking "faircr than the
ghost of the hills, when it flies in q
sunbeam at noon over the silence oil
Morveu."
There has a new kind of idolatry
appeared in our midst. There always
has been some idolatry even in thi,
civilized community. IT'S true anC
pity It's etc. \ young gentleman
met a calf not long since, and immedi
atcly became infatuated, and there i.
young lady, not a hundred mile.
from here, who doesn't deny that she
is rather smitten" with one of tn,
bovine species. This is not altogether
new, as everybody knows, Tor they haC
golden calf rs far back rs Aaron
time. |. ID. 4.
Oak Grove, KY. Oct. %, 1876.
My friend, said a returned mis-