Sacramento daily record-union. [volume] (Sacramento [Calif.]) 1875-1891, 1882-03-21
BLoCKADED.
Bad Treatment OF Mail Carriers-L Loaded
Dawn with SANITY Messages.

Down with SANITY Messages.
louisville ,Ky.) Courier JournalI
An unusual spectacle presented itself L
such early risers as happened to be in thC
neighborhaod of the Postaffiee yesterday
morning Usually the everyday appearance
of cur letter carriers attracts no n.ore than 3
passing notice. Yesterday, however, they
could be seen emerging from the portals Of
our noble Postoffice laden ike an army Of
them carried a ton of mail matter is not ex.
aggerating.
The amazed citizens whose good fortune ii
was to witness this novel sight p0ndered
much over the meaning of Is. Many were
the questions that we're asked on all sides,
bat none present possessed the much-sought-
for information. Our Courier Gus" report
er, who. Of course, was present, was startled
by hearing gruf voice exclaim, "They are
moving the Postoffice." This at once started
series of questions among the bystanders.
The mail-csrriers seemed 700 busy to answer,
and our reporter made il point to seek the
ear Of one Of those individuals with whom he
is on friendly terms. It was useless, the hurry
on the part of the Government official was
too great. The scribe followed him on his
route, however, and seeing an opening after
some time, he carefully approached Uncle
Sans servant and Intercepted him thus:
Whats up this morning at headquarters :?
Uncle Sammy about to mover
The oyerburdened L. c., vanly endeavol-
ing to extricste himself from the rhous ands
of packages in which he himself was enyei-
oped, and producing a large bandarna hand.
kerchief, replied with an oath
What's up? The d is to play; that
is what's up. Our Postoffice is blockaded,
our letter carriers turned to pack-mules, and
our distributing department presents an ap.
pearance somewhat similar to Vicksburg after
the siege. Why, sir, there is enough matter
in the office to keep our carriers at hard work
for week. But | cannot talk to you any
more, for if do not hurry, cannot finish my
route by u o'clock tonight"
With these words on his lips, he darted
into the first dwelling, and rang the bell with
such emphasis as to bring Bridget" to the
door in the twinkling of an eye. There was
no letter fer this house, but the l.. G. de-
posted in the hands of the smiling domestic
curious-shaped envelope bearing the address
of her master. With bound he jumped
ever the iron railing of the adjoining house,
and here he delivered two packages, thus
killing two birds with one stone. And so he
moved from house to house, oftentimes to the
sad disappointment Of those who are always
watching for the mail carrier, to whom, how
ever, he brought only the same mysterious
packages, aud this to the establishment of
many who had never received mis5ive 10
their whole lives. At last the J.. G. reached
our reporters boarding house, where various
windows were occupied by sweet faces-and
others, we must confess, by faces not so sweet
but all were awaiting the arrival of the
morning mail.
The l.. G. drew sigh of relief as he &C.
posted a large bundle, which greatly light.
eaed his burden and almost filed the doorway.
Every boarder was the fortunate recipient Of
one of the mysterious packages which came
so Unexpectedly. OF course our reporter also
received his package, and for once in his lie
was surprised.
If it had been ST. Valentines day he mig t
have laid the fiattering JUNCTION to his soul
that some fair damsel whom, by his beguilipg
pen or winning ways, he had smitten, sought
to gain a place in his affections through a
mailbag. But he knew that yet two moons
would wax and wane ere st. Valentine sought
each simperipg swain. He soon learned.
however, that it was "saintly message"
But such message One that would not
permit him to let any day in the year pass by
unnoticed. In fact the neatlysddressed and
husiHess-like package contained st. Jacobs
Almanac for the year 1882.
1t is unnecessary to state here who ST.
Jacob is &; he is already well and favorabiy
known, and as to the mission of the book
suffice it to say that our reporter on opening
il and delying into IFS contents soon lost con-
seriousness OF his duties. Under the sanity
spell cast over him by the crisp, pointed and
enhancing contents of this highly-prized and
sanity missive minutes took wings Before
he was aware the brazen tongue of the City
He'll clock announced the hour of twelve
Feeling that the lack of talent occasiored
by his absence would cause luil in the pro-
ceediugs Of the Courier-Journaps brain
department, he wendell his way to the inner
sanctum at once.
But alas how uncertain is life. The scribe
who mad flattered himself up to the moment
of his entrance into the office that he alone
bore the news of the unusual occurrence at
the Postoffice, found it upon his arrival the
al .absorbing there atheadquarters.
Every reporter had come laden with the
intelligence. The delivery of mail matter
had been terribly delayed all over the city,
and howl of indignation had arisen from
the threats of our business men. But at the
same time the name of st. Jacobs Oil, a.
ready household word, was the topic of the
day. La the counting. rooms Of our sober
headed citizens calculations were being made
as to the probable cost Of this novel advertis-
ing departure Of A. Vogeler & Co., Balti-
more, Nd, the PROJECTORS Of st. Jacobs OIL
the Great German Remedy, and the remark
able enterprise of this prosperous firm was
commended on all sides.
To those of our business men who follow in
the footsteps of their fathers-forgetting that
the race is to the swift-we can only say:
Go thou and do likewise.