Saint Mary's beacon. [volume] (Leonard Town, Md.) 1867-1983, 1881-03-17

MesArs. Editors:-Please let me come
in this week for q short sail with broth
er 3 asterisks. He expresses bis I'M
willingness to put his Ginger in the
pie" while he shows, in his entree into
the literary circle Of the Beacon, that
he has done so, and did IL under Distress
ing circumstances, too, since, al the
time, he was ''un1bie to stand on terra
firms." Now, when one of the breth-
rem acknowledges sentiments in uni
son, there ought to be wherefore to
back it, and il a legitimate wherefore.
he should not shIrk an evident duty,
especially when respectfully called up
on to enlighten public, trembling on
the ragged edge" of-so it is report
ed-taxation for colleges and academies.
No, Sirs! Even though terrible shafts
OF lightning paint the lowering clouds
with demoniac wrath and the furious
thunderbolts OF old Jove come tearing
down from the heights Of Olympus rock
ing and upsetting. splitting and shivering
and Dustin, all the wayside hills OF flow
cry Arcadia and flying of in a wbimsey
to the vicinity Of MechanicsvIlle and
play fantastic tricks" in the muddy
terra frma with fiery ploughshares--
whew IL must stop to Pant-I forgot
to slip in few commas-and the ''rag-
ing storm" beat upon his devoted head.
he should stand up to the helm of his
hard pressed old sloop, Eon-Appropri-
alton, and shake his fist in the face OF
the pilots struggling with the ballast Of
the noble ship, st. Johns. to steady her
on her magnanImous course. | will
state, by way OF apology, for any seeming
discourtesy, that "fist" is suggested by
brother 3's explicit understanding with
himself, and suppose the ultimaium the
crest humankind, including my humble
self, must submit 10, that no ''tear OF la.
mentaiion will even moisten his eye"
ect. Now, dear as-s-t-er-isks--iti is hate
full to stutter--don't you think you might,
by little straining, and without serious
injury TO The unison" squeeze out one
Just one dew-drop Of the heart no
matter lift dosn't moisten-so it tremble
in pellucid beauty upon the brim-if old
Charlotte Hall, for instance, be thrown
overheard into the briny deep of sra
cure" without even she hope OF a
"whale" in view! All! methinks
see the tear start One more thought
while we are embarked. While The
brother is IN "unison" with the side,
OF the mooted question, based unmis-
iakably upon aversion-what else is
1.-THE deprecates the expression Of
any, and owns he did not decidedly
favor" appropriations. Further, though
he declines giving his views through
the public press, through this medium
in the same breath, he expresses the
sure absence Of any lamentation did
the ''razure" ever taken place, and calls
himself neutral. This sort OF neutrality
is rather anomalous, is il not! or sm !
stupid on problems: I leave space
for explanation, while timidly protest
that the public has no interest in the
argumenis-the brother is contradic-
ton of this assumption himself-l pre-
sumo he is of the public-being in
"unison" with the pillagers and don't
intend to cry over the "razure." Nor
does il follow that the Koran would be
OF little interest. Just import Moslem
worthy and let him try 10 pull down
our e-honored-this venerable ad-
iectlve is good for century yet-tem-
Piles Of worship and introduce new and
far fetched absurdities, little less extrav-
agant than the "wlll o. the wisp" no.
lions that founder in the food of the
"raging storm" the brother invites me.
to silently viewi | am constrained to
animadxess the brothers. idea that this
great question of undoing the labored
work OF generations ''inspiTes" no pub
lie interest, while he is Of the opinion
that the shape of BIS young whiskers-
contemplating a raid on the alphabet
I suppose he means the whiskers-is a
more solid subject OF public interest. !
am sure The public has lost an able ex-
positor m brother 3's misfortune Of
having a .sdeaf ear" and | lament the
catastrophe inasmuch as ! am so anxious
TO hear some argument on his side OF
the auestioa-and ] am not slone-the
expounders hitherto simply contenting
themselves with, "ILis, because il is.
Let Us pull for the shore, brother.
TIL, ..~.,r, Fam Priv