The Pulaski citizen. [volume] (Pulaski, Tenn.) 1866-current, 1877-08-16

raven locks, since his head is said
to be as slick and bald as ''peeled
ingon."
We were reading not long since
an cd manuscript, written by Chi
nese philosopher, named All Sin,
born before Adam His ideas of
married life and of his beau ideal, if
not true, are at least strange, and
perhaps ironical. He seemed to
think that life is made up of hope
and regret. That we spend one
part of our life in hoping and by
far the larger and sadder part in re
GREETING. That whether we marry
or not we will regret it, but if the
former, Others will regret it too.
For that class of humanity styled
old maids, who, he said, seemed to
be made of one drop of water to ten
buckets Of dust, and seemed to be
seated on the ragged edge of ankle
ty, perusing the true inwardness of
things, he left the following cpl
taph:
"Here lies an old maid,
Whose life has been sad
And was never married,
And wished her parents never had"
Amen.
His beauideal was about as fol-
lows: One who wore the breeches
whether it fitted or not. Who made
her husband obey her and nurse the
babies while she read the newspa-
pers and talked politics. One who
never said foolish thing and never
did a wise one; who talks like
philosopher and acted like a fool.
One who could sigh in pathos, sing
in poetry and snore in several diff
ferent languages. One, the noise
of whose nose sounds like thunder
when it blows. One, the squint of
whose eyes tells horrible lies. One
with a tongue at both ends I'M
strung. One whose chin is twice
the length of a rolling pin. One
who has no neck, her head being
fastened to her back. One whose
mouth he said is like rivers,
larger than her head. One who can
withstand both wind and weather,
with a complexion of nice rough
leather. One in whom from head
to feet many extremes meet.
One whose heart and whose head
Is changed at each silly thing she may view,
Whose nose is tinged with cardinal red,
And eyes with navy blue.
Such are the ideas of All Sin, the
heather Chinee. 1t is our private
opinion that he knew no more of
social philosophy than did the wart
on the head of Confucius.
For the benefit of our legislators,
past and future, we would suggest
that they organize into BARRIERS
society, shave off the silver tresses
and golden locks of young and old,
or straddle and slide down the rain
bow until they reach the bag of
gold at its end, and by these means
pay off the State debt, principle and
interest. We think this plan quite
as sensible, and far more honorable, |
than reputation.
If the dentists of Pulaski would |
come out here they would find
plenty of employment. There are
several individuals mere VINO nave |
no teeth. This may seem wonder
full, but, never theless, it is a fact
They have just core from Heaven !
little bits of things.
We are delighted to read the bril-
liant productions of Sans Souci. |
Her writings sparkle like gems in
loves shining circle. How brilliant
must be the genius, how fertile the |
imagination, how profound the in
tellect of one who can indite her
thoughts so fittingly and Willingly. |
How lovely the being that unites in
herself all the charms of beauty
with the sweet delights of knowl-
edge. We are still in the state of
single wretchedness, in love with
ourself and have no rival. If Sans
Souci is not engaged, we suggest an
exchange of photos with the view
to an exchange of hearts.
There never was gander, gray or white,
Whatever might be his fate,
But what goose with gay delight,
Might claim him tor her mate.
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