Clarksville weekly chronicle. (Clarksville, Tenn.) 1873-1890, 1879-11-15

know how these things intere
them, and am certain of lnarke
interest. Well, some of the cir
here are awful flirts. They leay
us Southern girls in the shade. The
have what they call 'sstreet-cornt
fiirting,' handkerchief flirting,
and numberless other kinds {
which know nothing. One ever
ing | was on our front piazza abou
dusk, and looking across our street
corner / saw two elegant and stylisl
young men on the corner waitin,
for a car, / suppose. Along cam
two real nice, pretty-looking girls
and just in front of the gents one o
them dropped her handkerchief
OF course one of them very gallantly
! picked it up, returned it to her, in
troduced himself and friend, sht
doing the same seemingly. An an
imated conversation ensued fol
quite awhile, and after chatting and
laughing, off they moved and were
lost to sight. was perfectly won.
der-stricken and amazed, and asked
information of a friend who saw
the same thing, when he laughed
and said that it was of common
occurrence here and was what is
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then | have seen so much in the
same line that it has become COM
mon, and does not strike me so
forcibly now.
A Yankee girl never speaks of
her lover as "my sweetheart" ]" tits
"my feIlow' and sometimes "my
nobby duck" / was exceedingly
amused when l first heard the lat
ter. Really the Northern men are
nobby (by which they mean nice),
and are extremely neat in their
dress and appearance. Nearly all
of them rig up in the height of the
fashion, and are as fond of dress as
the girls. One thing in them
strikes me forcibly; that is, their
reverence for religion and the Sab
bath. They are great church-goers,
as the cities OF New York and
Jersey can testify. The churches
are many and grand. A gentleman
friend took me over to hear Beecher
two Sundays ago. / had a curiosity
to hear him, of course, but had
made up my mind firmly to dislike
him in spite OF everything. /
thought of the active part he and
Mrs. Stowe had taken in stirring up
the North before and during the
war, the sermons he had launched
against our people, the word paint
Ings of slave life and treatment, and
[ determined fully that I'd give Mr..
Beecher the benefit Of a hearing
rom mine ears, but no liking in
my mind. NY escort remarked |
hat he knew / would like him,
hat the influence he eXerted over
Ill was irresistible; but | said / |
would not, and entered the church /
With set determination to dislike
him to the end. Alas for human
they are as frail as Vene-
ian glass. The vestibule was filled /
With people waiting to be let in, for
It every door stands an usher to
,revent'anyOne from entering until
I'll the pew-hOlders are seated. My
'scort told very pathetic story of
ny being a stranger and never hav-
ng heard Beecher, and the man
ook pity on us and gave us a splen-
lid seat near tine altar. He thought,
90, we were newly married people,
or strong-featured girl said to her
fellow" who stood just behind us,
Look at those people in front of us
here. | know they are just mar
led, for they look so nice.o You
an imagine how exquisitely mean
felt, more SO as the people stand
ng near heard her and turned
simultaneously to look. On view
ng the interior of the church ] was
for after seeing the
New York churches it
very plain. The building
5 very large, accommodating three
housand people, and the seats are
ranged in tiers rising from the
rst floor and in shape resembling
hose in the Grand Opera House,
Jew York. The gallery for the
hoir is just over the altar, and has
evenly members. The organ is
rand. An immense multitude
lied the church from pit to dome,
nd hum as of a murmuring sea
I'll on the ear. All at once the
0und ceased and my companion
to me, "There he is
1ere is Beecher;" and turning to- .
ard the door | saw commonly ;
18th the thousands of eyes, "an old
man coming slowly ,
own the east aisle. He entered
ne pulpit quietly, breathed a gentle :
lessing over the kneeling multitude :
nd then sat down, gazing with
ark, bright eyes over the sea of ,
ices beneath him. All at once the
hoir burst forth in an anthem of
Tonderful strength and glory, and |;
hen it died away in soft, sad
choes, the old man arose, and !
seemed an ancient king !
in a frame of flowers, for
ne reading desk was trimmed with !
,osses, anchors and crowns of rare 9
ID and white exotics. He turned !
, John and read the passage, "He !
lust increase, but / must decrease" :
hen in burning, glowing words he 7
1mmenced and held his audience )
acclaimed for the space of an hour. !
thought him an old man when l
rst beheld him, but when he began :
is sermon and grew animated, his .
yes flashed with the fires of youth, .
is voice rang full, clear and
)norous, his form was erect and :