The new dominion. [volume] (Morgantown, W. Va.) 1876-1904, 1878-08-17
A BARRlSTER IN THE COUNTRY.
Notes on the Festival at tbs Flats.
MoRGANTowN, Aug. 18th

Editors Ne,D Dominion
Saturday night Last, moved by a
spirit of christian charity, benevo-
lence and good will, and accompanied
by our dignified cousin for body
guard, we bid adieu to the death-like
monotony of our little city and sought
fun and recreation at the entertain
ment given by the ladies of the Flats.
We should like very much to give
q full description of all we seen, but
space will only permit few words
concerning, first, the
ART GALLERY,
presided over by the queenly old
school teacher Of our youthful days,
Miss Sarah r. Coyle, assisted by
Miss Matte Hopkins. The admis-
sion fee to this novel exhibition be-
ing only ten cents we went in.
Scarcely had we entered the apart
ment so brilliantly illuminated by
The Light of Other Days" and "sun-
ny good humor," than our attention
was riveted to the perilous exploit of
"Bonaparte Crossing the Alps" and
methinks we stood upon an icy gla-
cier gazing down in mingled wonder
and admiration upon the greatest of
the great as he descended like the
''god of war" he was, upon crushed
and ruined Italy. Then we sorrow
fully thought of the vanity of human
glory and unused DER the ruins
Times all effacing fingers"
had wrought of men and empires.
Our melancholy feelings vanished
when we stood in the presence of the
Belle of the Flats" as she silently
sat in qucenly regality the undisputed
monarch of all she surveyed. There,
too, for the paltry sum of a dime, we
beheld for the first time in our lives,
the skeleton in Every House" pub
licly exhibited. There, too, the most
imposing
BRIDAL SCENE
ever witnessed by any one unfamiliar
with the pomp and splendor of the
marriage festivities of the ancient
Persians. "The Things that End in
Smoke causing us to reflect, ser-
ously, too, upon. the vanity of world
illness, the certainty of final dissolu-
ton and the extreme instability of
all sublunary things-ofthe words of
Young:
"All things here is shadow,
All things beyond is substance"
But our solemnity vanished with the
vapor and we were ushered into the
presence of the
TRAPPER,
the terribly grim, silent, ominous-
looking trapper, armed to the teeth,
girt with all the improved harness of
war, looking as though his favorite
game was "steam engines"-his pas
time the destruction of saw mills, and
the only object of his life to embrace
mus(k) dear.
Perhaps we have failed to mention
something worthy of note, but space
will permit us only few words in
regard to the other portion of the en-
tertainment, to-wit:
THE FESTIVAL
with it's tables grooming under the
weight of the nice cakes and other
good things too innumerable to men
ton; the accommodating walters and
the merry good feeling indicated by
the ringing laugh of young and old,
all these things compel us to pro
nounce this part of the affair grand
success.
THE PRIZE CAKE,
given to the young lady receiving the
highest number of votes, was awarded
to Miss Ella Koontz, the accomplish.
ed daughter Of A. j. Koontz, Miss
Lizzie Anderson, the entertaining
daughter of D. /. b. Anderson, being
her closest competitor
THE PROCEEDS.
which amounted, as we learn. 10