Louisiana capitolian. (Baton Rouge, La.) 1879-1881, 1880-05-08
FEELING BETTER.
N. O. Democrat.

N. 0. Democrat.
Though he does not admits it in SO
many words, we can see from the last
issue of the CAPITOLIAN that Brother
Jastremski has taken our advice, and
that he is feeling better III conse-
Quence. There is a more wholesome
tone pervading the paper. Its com
plexiOn is clearer, it's eyes brighter,
its motions no longer languid.' There
is u frisky ode to "Spring Love" on
the first page, some good miscellane.
GUS reading on the second page, Of
which the following original editorial
paragraph is q fair specimen:
1t lookedlikea butterfly. 1t had wings.
He chased it; he caught it, and sure
enough it was but fly.
But on tho third page the evidence
is overwhelming. First we have a
thrilling local sketch entitled:
MEET ME- BY MOONLIGHT ALONE;
OR, THE oRB's SOFT RAYS sTREAKED
WITH TROUBLE.
Next comes an eloquent essay, full
of unutterable meaning, on the sub
ject of Baton Rouge widowers as con-
voys for young ladies going home from
church; and finally heartfelt apos-
trophe to early cabbages!
Surely we are justified, in view Of
all these circumstances, in assuming
that Brother Jastremski has tried the
regimen prescribed for him by the
Democrat some ten days ago, and that
he is now enjoying its benefits. We
are sure he feels better, and that in
his heart, he is grateful to the Demo-
crat. In the melodious words of
Orsini--
IT'S better to dose than be bilious.
Decidedly clever, is Brother Burke,
after all. When We expected to be
scalded by the redoubtable pen of
either his chad" editor, or the exceed
ingly "funny one" as effectually as
though torrent of Visuvius' lava had
been poured upon our devoted head,
as a richly earned chastisement for the
impertincnces we had uttered with
reference to the "bosses :" there came
instead few cutely contrived pleas
antries interlarded with potatoes, but
termilk, cabbages and spring love;
An Ollapodrida invented by our caus-
tic contemporary, for curing stom-
ach rendered biliousby legislatiyenon-
enactments and convention "now you
see it, and now you don't"
We were sick, very sick, indeed, as
far seeing Brother Burke had discov-
cred. We knew that it was but ten
der solicitude, that hadprompted him
to suggest the odd remedy. Confding
in his friendship, as we do, We tried
it. A beautiful night it was, for med
itating over the frailtles inherent to
the human family, when we paced up
and down the picturesque walk along
side the old Capitol-the pale moon
lighting the scene of the two lovers
cooing-while gentle breeze, waited
across the broad bosom of the "Father
of Waters" came to fan our fevered
brow. We felt somewhat better, when
we retired to our lonely cottage, where
by the light of puroline, we read the
Democrats kind advice, repeating in
our mind all the while, those words Of
that song of the Opera Bouffe: HVoiM
ce que ron dit de moi"
We saw that we had dreamed the
impossible: A government as well
regulated as Horace Greeley's model
Farm. 1t was then that westole from
far off contemporary, the frisky ode
to "spring love-" which appeared "on
the first page of the last number Of the
CAp1ToLIAN.' As we laid aside the
villainous scissors, our heart became
submerged in the milk Of human kind
ness; and we slept the slumber of the
rcpentant.
When we awoke the Southern song
stcr was warbling merrily in the adj
jacentg green shrubbery. Influenced by
his accents we took up the inoffensive
pencil of a rural editor, and wrote
several articles so mild in tone that
our generous confere ofthc Democrat,
when he read them, saw at a glance,
that our condition had improved so
that he pronounced our recovery as
certain.
The whaug- doodle would not moan.
Our esteemed and loving brother was
not dressed in war paint and feathers.
He was as gay as he was happy. Then
why not adopt the refrain of Larifa:
"Dans Ia gendarmcrie,
QUAINT un gendarmc rit;
Tous les gendarmes rient,
Dams Ia gendarmerie !"
The Democratic press of the State