Clarksville weekly chronicle. (Clarksville, Tenn.) 1873-1890, 1880-02-14


man has been trying to make N
acknowledge that I think some 9
them lovely" but / refused. Tha
word applies to only one man here
''and that is uncle, !" said I TO him
and in truth he is nearer a ''lovel,
man" than any one else. Poor lit
.. tie adjective, it is applied to every
thing from fat, blear-eyed poodle
to a two-legged puppy who sports
an incipient mustache, and looks al
the girls through an eye-glass.
Once this hopeless mis-applica
ton of words tangled me up com.
pletely, and it was due to a nice
young doctor from Maine. Why,
he was endeavoring in the most ell
egant way to describe ''the loveliest
horse trot" which had taken place
at Saratoga, when looking at him,
said: "You mean to tell me a
horse trots lovely? why don't you
say the horse races, not trots ?'' But
/ couldn't get him to look at it in
that light. Then, suspecting us of
laughing, for there were present two
Southern gentlemen, he turned the
tables VI on us about one word
reckon" "Now," exclaimed he,
"you all say Il reckon it is So for
everything. How can you say this
with propriety when reckon means
to count ?" 1 was not posted on
this word at the time, and had no
dictionary answer ready, SO much
to my chagrin. The laugh was on
his side, and he enjoyed my defeat
very much.
That young man was in danger
for the space of a moment, for had
it been possible, his annihilation
would have been complete. A
young M. d. from Nashville, who
made one of the party, came nobly
to the rescue, and by the aid of his
learning, peace was restored, and
we left the battlefield with flying
colors. The other young Southern
er could only second us, of course,
and between us three, that "Down
Easter" was completely prostrated.
Have felt elated over this signal
victory ever since.
It's awful hard to bear Yankee.
They are SO tenacious, and hang on
to the very end. Why, they have
more ''cheek," as they term it, than
an army mule, as any one who
knows can testify. For instance, if
an agent-book agent in particular
comes to your door, tits moral
impossibility for a tender-hearted
individual to resist his piteous ap-
peals. Who so suave, so elegant,
so beseeching, as he? Who knows
SO well Just a0Idt you want? that
your education is complete and pol
ished, but needs ga little touching
up" by daily reading of Mark
Twain's Sketch Book, or Grants
Tour Around the World? Confu-
sion upon them all The mortal
sufferings they have inflicted upon
us by their Unsuitable greed, their
everlasting visits, their court-plas-
ter adhesiveness. Think of being |
called from your board or bed to
see ''swell fellow" who wishes to
sell you a package of stove polish,
or pound of tea, and the moment
he catches sight of you will COM
mence in an insinuating way to in
troduce his article, and word follows |
word so fast that they actually roll
out of his mouth. You may try to
put in one edgeways-vain hope
Why, you have to commence sys-
tenn of waving at him, and watt |
him literally out of doors. A pas
ser-by unacquainted with the case
would suppose you were deaf and
dumb, and he was trying to enter
tain you.
Besides this nuisance, there is an
other-that Of street begging. From
morning until night the cook is be-
sieged by thinkers and tailors and
children and sailors, for bread,
bread, bread. Some of them are
well-to-do, and beg for profession;
one could hardly refuse crust.
though, and in this way they live
well, by selling what they get, Ev-
erything is utilized here. Let me
tell you how conveniently our house
hold affairs are arranged, and how
nothing is wasted. Why, in the
morning, as soon as the girl gets up
the milk-pail is filed at the door by
the milk-man. Then next comes
the newsboy, with the New York
Sun. At nine o'clock in the morn
ing the letter-carrier leaves his first
mail. AT ten the grocer comes and
takes down in his day-book what
we wish for dinner and tea (for ev-
cry one here buys each meal sepa-
rately, and never keeps anything In
the house, as we do at home. Then
the butcher comes for the meat or
der. At eleven o'clock they send
up what has been ordered for din
ner. AT twelve the letterman |
comes again. Then about two, our /
girl puts all the ashes out of the fur
niture and. kitchen range into a bar
rel, together with the scraps of pa
per and all such waste material. An
old man or woman then comes
around to it and fishes out all the
bones, rags, etc., and takes them off
to sell Another man then brings |
a cart to the barrel, dumps in the
ashes, and off they go, Then at
four In the afternoon round comes
the mail man again, as we have
three deliveries daily, and lastly |
comes the boy with the Evening /
Journal" the Jersey newspaper.
Isn't this a charming way to live? |
No dust, no dirt, no litter, no ineon-
venience. You know all the houses