Morning appeal. [volume] (Carson City, Nev.) 1877-1906, 1878-12-24
BLUE MONDAY.

veniences of washing day, the awful od"r
of soap suds, the flppillg in bis face OF wet
sheets hanging on the clothes line and all the
,iisagreeables which are born in tubs and bred
by soap and rain water, wash boards AMI
steaming boilers full of s'iled and limpsey
garments But the time comes apace when the
adult male so far dissociates himself from the
mysteries and miseries of the washtub as to
b. practically stranger thereto; when home
is home without teaching barrel, and when
| the smell of starch no longer "ffends his nos
And yet, even in these after and maturer
| wears, Monday, somehow, is not any less
| cerulean than "When music, heavenly maid,
was young" 1t must be that the observance
of the Sabbath is so far exhaustive of our
| spiritual nature ~ leave us in the dumps
# despond when Monday comes. Yesterday
was very blue; not a gentle tint, faint and
| delicate like the turquoise; not blue like the
sparkling and phosphorescent sea; not blue
| like unto that nltramarine which found its
birth within the peary mouth of sea-shelIs
upon the margin OF
but dull, leaden, dead and buried blue
such as casts a pail across the heavens and
brings on that traditional imprecalon when
one is said to be far lost to Course his
grandmother" We do not suppose any man
ever did, Just because Mondays blueness had
fallen on him, visit upon that venerable rela
tive such violence of invective; but there is
that about or within upon the day when it
comes as yesterday came, which is very dis
couraging to the moral and religious side of
ones nature 1t is as if one were in an all |
pervading Missouri doomed for a lifetime to-
dwell in hometown and listen to an eternity |
If the Arkansaw Traveller done to murder |
with an inartstic catyut and tortured by |
.trocious hursehair The dust of months is |
upon us; and the crisp leaves, Drowned and |
veIlowed and Redeemed into ripeness, instead |
Of rusting in frolicsome heaps bestirred by
the playful winds of Autumn, are getting
ground into dull and lifeless po"der and
ningling ingloriously and before their time,
with the all pervading dirt. The seasons
lingering unnaturalness is intensified by these
phenomena; and yesterday the paliating
brightness of a too prolonged Fall vas dead
ened with clouds and stified with the dust
which lies every hand, rises up against the
good and the bad and bears witness of the
distress that has come upon poor Mother
Etrh. We are not of those who hope for
sunshine on Christmas. We hope the fl nod
gates of heaven will be let lose ere then; that
Jupiter will send us present of rain or SHOW,
md that the parched ground will find relief.
some years az, before the de!eneracy OF the
tye had become confirmed |, there came
christmas when the stout GU sts swan to
their dinner or forded the streams which ran
IKE rivers down streets. Then the
guest, dry within but damp without, sat him
town as he had been ii fotsam and took his
are in moist and mellow thlnkfulness Now
but the contrast is too painful. To think
# ones Christmas goose garnished with
lust, stuffed with dust, seasoned with dust
# unreasonable summer savory and the gravy
hickened with the dust of the air and earth.
And then the Christmas puddng-to see it
brought on by melancholy waiter and dust
ii before it is served-du5ted with Il feather
luster, instead of fl tlning with the fires of
burning brandy 1t is too much This
merry season will, we fear, lie under "grey {
md melancholy waste" and the holly leaves t
md berries be wh,tened, not with covering c
II snow but with an overlayer of dust-ts it d
we're with sackcloth and ashes. But it Is II
possible that We are possessed of the bIuencss }
f the Monday wherein write and that "
hugs are not as bad as they seem that s.
here is more cheer than dust in the air; that a
enple breathe, j"yously , the lightsome breath II
f Christmas tide; that it is we and not Mon
erries will take on their accustomed sheen, G
ain shine, dust or snow. If any man n
no~s where turkey would do great deal n
good; where such y gift would warm rt
dows heart and HEARTH where even a bag tt
potatoes or a sack of fl 'ur Would make OF
Apply some sorrowing SOUL do not let the sun Al
f Christmas go down upon the stinginess of
nat moneyed man who seeing these oppor- ~
mites, let's them pass unimproved by hin. q,
ue Monday is bad enough at best, but it -;
fnrds no excuse for Blue Christmas; and if ~
oral degeneracy and mental weakness can u
1T he restrained, at least let them be I'M i;
seded and the contagion of their despond- ,r;
icy he averted Meantime it is not much
10 early to begin whispering "Merry