Feliciana sentinel. [volume] (St. Francisville, La.) 1877-1892, 1878-11-02
For the Sentinel
"JOTTINGS FROM THE sTH WARD. -
AND "CI1Ps OF WHITE OAK.u

boys has any visitor been so welcom
and as earnestly greeted at the TIRES
holds of draped cottages nd their mourn
ing inmates as was "Jack Frost" thi
morning, shifting and opposing if no
killing Bronze john" checking his fur
ther march and inroads through our sun
ny land and inspiring the hearts of sur
vlvors with hope and courage, who hav
battled with the enemy that walket]
IN darkness and destroyeth by MONDAY.
Well might now the insidious demo,
1oreso for while his relentness tasl
since with the sickle of death has h,
gathered in his harvest, moving dow,
the yellow grain and the tender buds O
life, plucking the ripe and the unrip,
fruit and heaping all, as it were, into on,
common bin--the victorious grave.
With his tainted breath had he blight
ed happy homes that has scarcely re-
built upon the crimson trail of Mars and
chilled many hearthstone that glowet
with the fervor of love and the fire OF
kindred souls; that glittered under the
CLEAN OF the eye of g mothers boy" and
rang with the voice Of his mirthful glee
There too has the we'll trimmed lamu
gone out at the touch Of its Makers hand
and the material voice ooh God thy
VIII, not mine, be done" bespeaks the
triumph OF the fieeting, changing and as
plrlng spirit, upon whose soaring wings
we read again that "the life of man is as
grass and is cut down in a day any per.
isheth before the evening star"
The leaden missiles of var and Damas-
Gus tempered steel have for their victims
only man as is implied in the masculine
ranks Of humanity, but the direst foe of
our sunny cline seeks not to distinguish
among hoary headed sires, lovely ma
irons, virtuOus maidens and Innocent
babes. the target for it's venomous shaft {;
but all all have bent alike to the stroke
of his death-dealing scythe.
Bayou Sara and her shining top-knot
st. Francsvile, have carried off the palm
for the unremitting efforts OF their peo-
pie i'll guarding against the enemy and
preserving tho health of the places, and
have truly and wonderfully verified the
old adage can ounce of prevention is
worth n pound of cure"
Already in Tunica as you know has
this devil in wcolen goods shown his
yellow :phiz,' and contrary to the in
junction Of the dutupct journalist GO
Uest Young Nav he points his 'pizened
finger to the rising sun, where strict
quarantine however is using its powers
to make him blink and spend his infer
pal force on Eolus' chilly blast.
Many thanks are due to Mr.. Edward J.
McGehce, aud his club at Pinckneyville,
for their untiring energies, also to our
Mr. Jno. Vim, for precautionary meas
ures taken at Tunica, and below me, to
Mr.. Page Barrow, Clarence Percy and
others for steps taken to arrest the spread
md dissemination of the germs of dis
.ase. There are some others to whom no
thanks whatever are credited who were
oath to do duty or to aid those who
would; yet upon the first approach of
;he dreaded disease, would be the first to
Try "Tiger, tiger and to hunt their lit.
lie holes.
Perhaps, Mr. Editor, under this catalo-
quo of delinquent conscripts your humble
himself, may come but
pray permit me-if have " feathered my
'wn nest' with colicky baby at my
back, to urge my plea of infirmity and
i've years term OF impaired health, and
to state that have in lieu of my own
services, maintained guard beyond my
own place at the expense of my own pr-
vate sack of coffee, barrel of sugar and
ing of 'Old Red which in these days of
retrenchment my dilapidated wallet can
but i'll afford and moreover am will
ing still to break the crust of my brown
bread and to share the folds of my gray
blanket with any friend who will brave
the vapors of the night for my sake; and
at grey. dawn let him kiss the mouth of
my little brown Jug
Following upon the rage of yelloic fever
now comes that of a political one, fraught
too with kindred evils unless, happily
averted by the sturdy helmsmen of the
ship of State and tho storm-beaten craft
run into harbor of safety, peace and
The foaming pillows of dis
cord dissention and bitterness of party
spirit are flashing her larboard while she
courts the inviting shore.
1 take no stock in politics myself
and would prefer any time to talk to my
dog before log fire, fiirt game cock or
feed my Berkshire pig, to running along
the tickle path which promises glory and
renown and "tilthy lucre" for it's goal,
and whose guide boards the veriest ur-
chin can point out to me when l am lost !;
still 1 am not unmirdful of the impor-
lance and value of every true mans vote
in West Feliciana on the broad ard con-