Staunton spectator. [volume] (Staunton, Va.) 1849-1896, 1880-06-15
The w.ynesboro' Picnic.

How ENJOYABLE and invigorating it is to the
mental faculties, after long. weary course OF
lucubrations, to fling aside the cares and stu
dies of the hour, to be relieved for while from
the hustle and confusion OF a country town,
and to 90 short distance in the rural districts to
recreate, to imbibe the crystal waters that MUIR
muir through the meads, to look abroad on the
delicate tints reposed on natures bosom, clouds
that mottle the skies, gentle zephyrs that blow,
all of which suggest to one themes for pleasing
thought and profitable contemplation.
During our hours of careless relaxation we
were afforded the opportunity to attend Jete-
chonnpetre. given for the benefit of the Sabbath
School near Waynesboro', on the 4th inst. Pro-
pitious weather reigned supreme from grey
dawn and by O'Clock crowds of adult persons,
flocks of children, and great baskets of provis-
ions from all quarters, gave ample testimony
of grand gala. day. By II O'Clock, the attend
ance was consummate, swings were in full
blast, children appealing to their mothers, in
pitiful lamentations, for q piece of "lassus''
bread, lovers and sweet-hearts were promenad-
ing amid the swaying crowd, or, weary from
fatigues, have sought the silent bowers of
branch charmed oaks. Methinks, hear their
Iepeated vows and pledges of fidelity ex-
changed as the euterpean strains of the gall
liant Waynesboro' Band watt DER benign
hearts
GAS fresh as morning dew distilrd on flowers"
The organization of this Band is something
quite recent. and If it continues to improve In
the future as In the past, its soft melodies, for
which it has now achieved o local reputation,
will resound beyond the walls of its native
town one day in ecstacy and pride. DR.. Jones Is
| the leader, and he evidently has bright mate
rial to work upon. Among Its members. we
noticed our old tried and trusted friend, r. B.
Lambert, Esq.. more familiarity known as
"Bob." Bob seems perfectly attached to his
town, and the 1atch-string ito his door always
hangs out to his friends-enter without knock
ing, take off your things, and make yourself at
home. He is ever to be found in his place. ex-
cept occasionally he is absent on bear hunts
Kibler, q whole-soul fellow, is also worthy
| member. He is quite modest and reticent in
department, and noted for his experiences in
accommodating. That day he discovered a
stump full OF empty lager beer bottles, and, had
they been full, he probably would have diverged
from the even tenor of his way.
The call to dinner exhilarated many dropping
heads. but. before they departed from thesump-
| tuous table, where all the richest dainties were
spread, they were more than amazed at the
tiate the gnawing hunger Of epicures.. We had
| the great pleasure of masticating piece OF
sponge cake similar to one prepared by fas-
cinating w lady. We can highly recon-
mend her to some single contemporary as an
adept in culinary knowledge. We return
manifold thanks to Mesdames Donald, Antrim,
and Jones, and Misses Alice Antrim and Mol
lie Austin, for the very excellent manner in
which edibles were served us at the table.
Surely the day was delightful one, COM
prised of amusements, Qualifications, and the
mellifuous calliopean notes, discoursed SO
handsomely by the W Band.
| II Everybody" wasn't present, nor some
adored ones who are far off on famous Texan
plains, around whom fond recollections cluster.
still there is indellibly written upon the tablet
I of memorys page one day more spent on earth
| in company with the socialble and hospitable.
On the succeeding evening, we entered the
| town of W just as the parting rays of the
| sinking sun were kissing goodnight to the
crest of the mountain beyond Every thing
shrouded in quietude. encompassed by a Sc
rene atmosphere, was rendered more effective
| by the pealing forth of mournful ditty, pro-
ceeding from the quivering lips of fair dark
! eyed maiden, a memento of those enchanting
songs which immortaliZe the dark Spanish
noun taips in rear of Grenada.
Years have passed over our heads since first
first we visited this town. 1t was in youths
sunny hours Now after an interval Of a long
scroll of years, we drive through its Streets ever
recognizing the same genial faces as in times
gone by, although furrowed by toll, care, and
| sorrow.
| .Waynesboro, as a city-may she extend her
empire over o broad eternal plain and rule
land forever green. Her Inhabitants, as citi-
zens-may they enjoy a long life and abundant
prosperity, full of sunshine and sondk Her
captivating ladies', as sweethearts may they
never have the opportunity of flirting With
boy who halls from the country"
VISITOR.