The daily Cairo bulletin. (Cairo, Ill.) 1878-1???, 1882-07-09
CACHE LETTER.

Dear Bulletin:
Independence day, our nations birthday,
of late called the ga.lorious Fourth NOW
don't bear your hair and dance juba; III
not use the phrase again this year, is over;
and we, in common with all mankind went
out to see it.
Since your city sees fit IN continue the
role of Venice in America, which she as.
sumed so long ago, the only way for US to
reach the spot was by boat or cars. We
chose the latter and, going to the nearest
station on the Wabash road, found the
place already thronged with waiting
holidayists. The small fry of the sterner
sex considered their own importance and
were mot afraid to stand in the middle of
the track and knock that there old ingine
plum out o time if she did not hurry
along" Their little sisters preserved be-
coming and awful expectancy of the prom
ised view Of the elephant.
The misses, all blssfully oblivious to
sullen clouds aud bleak winds, were airily
gotten up in light lawns and sandal slip
pers, and shyly watched their attendant
g"llants moving to and fro IN manner to
display the fit of their coats and the squeak
of new boots. The mothers compared
notes on mumps; the fathers solemnly
marched about in all the misery accom-.
panying occasional stiff collars and store.
clothes.
At last the train came. We all found
seats without much difficulty, the heavy
rain of the previous night probably deter
ring many persons from leaving home.
The cars ran smoothly and at pleasant
speed, and nothing Of note occurred until
We reached Mound City. AS the train
glided out from the depot there, the cry was
raised that 1t had run over some one.
Imagine the feeling of every woman in the
crowd whose n-year-old boy had slipped
o1t when We first stopped there! think
one Of our passengers was instrumental in
getting up the commo,ion in our coach; am
sure she kept it up, at least. She was evi.
IDENTIFY one Of those individuals to whom a
"big gathering" without catastrophe is
altogether lacking in spice.
Thrustng her head out Of the window as
far as possible and circulating and OK
claiming to and at any one in the crowd on
the platform who saw fit to respond or net,
she executed running commentary on
supposed outside scenes which was torture
to those forced to sit still and listen.
"My, my! somebody's run over-they're
stopping the train Who dye say it was :
My u man oh, ahs' Aint man, then
A child, Of course,"--soto voce. Then
aloud: "My goodness, a child run over
the track this an excursion train, too
Whose child is III Bad hurti declare
Girl or boy? Poor thing! Awful, amt in
WHAT You don't say so!-not a chilil--
nobody' My why thought there was,
anyway
How ! cnvicd the people out side the
privilege Of getting out of hearing Of that
tireless tongue and penetrating voicel They
could at least rush pell nell toward the en-.
CINE and see just exactly why we slowed up
and stopped for an instant; but for US there
was nothing but to remain in sgonized
suspense and listen tor the groans and
shrieks Of the mangled one and his friends.
There being no occasion for either, our feel.
ings underwent sudden revulsion; and II
black looks and sharp words could scorch
imagine the cars and long plume Of one
morbidly curious, loquacious sensationalis,
would have been done brown.
, Our arrival in Cairo was celebrated with
considerable pomp and grandeur. Tho diff.
tcrent societies and fire companies in full
regalia, with brass bands and engines, met
us at the corner of Washington avenue and
Sixth street, and formingn line deterentinl
| ly called a halt as our train slowly rolled
down to the depot Once upon the streets
/ we could not complain Of lack Of WELDON,
aud opportunities to satisfy the cravings o.
, hunger, If those who were entire strangers
even to the place took time to read the slip
placed in their hands by the agents Of III,
Methodist and Temperance ladies. I