The Donaldsonville chief. [volume] (Donaldsonville, La.) 1871-current, 1883-07-21
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| A novel case of eioYement took place in
the pious city on the other side of the
Bridge, which has divided the interest with
the Virginia Cadets asssf the 4th of July. A
certain well-to-do merchant in New York
was blessed with an exceedingly pretty and
amiable wife. She was indeed fair to look
upon, having two melting blue eyes, and a
wealth of golden hair, treasures which had
not passed unnoticed by certain gallant
Major who took an unusual interest in the
fair young wife. Thirteen years of welded
bliss had passed over the merchants house
hold, and one son had crowned their we'd
ded love; and although a wife for thirteen
years, she was still not thirty, having been
The merchant was strict church member,
and when he married his wife he was Sun
day School Superintendent, and he took his
eve lamb from among his scholars. But in
that pious household was an apple of dis
cord, for Mr.. B. loved the sound of Moody
and Sankey hymns, and his wife went it
heavy on Olivette and the Mascot. While he
was invoking a blessing on the meat they
were about to eat, she was humming the
overture to LaBelle Helene, or the Little
Duke. This, of course, was not exceedingly
gratifying to the merchant, who looked
upon opera music as an invention of the
devil, and the theatre as the entrance to
Gehenna. The breach grew wider and
wider; the more the merchant prayed for
want to be salvated; she heard that Lotta
played upon the banjo, so she bought a
banjo and forthwith went into practice she
saw the Nevada phenomenon, and straight
way tried her hand or her heels in clog
dance. 1t was growing lively in the Brook
lyn household, for while the merchant was
attending to business in New York, his
friend the Major, was attending strictly to
business at the merchants house in Brook
lyn. He had q private pass key, so that he
could go in without knocking at the door,
Or ringing at the bell The Major loved
opera music and had no objection to clog
dances. No wonder then that the young
wife felt the strong bond of sympathy be-
tween them. The Major swore that her
husband was a brute to deny her the
rational amusements that wife like her
had right to expect. The young wife lent
a willing ear to the voice of the tempter,
and to bring matters to q focus on Monday
L., 4-l,o Ho1 loS. ,,l
gage, carrying off beside her private jew
elry respectable amount of cash which
happened to be lying around loose. The
guilty couple did not make a very long
elope-they crossed the ferry and regis
tered as Powell and wife. The husband has
instituted suit for divorce, which the Major
hopes he may get, and then by skipping
over to Jersey, he can get legal possession
of his brothers pet lamb. 1t is q sad,
wicked world, and the fewer we praise in it
the better.
Gould is as pleased with his yacht as a
boy with new whistle. He sails up and
down the bay with the proud consciousness
that he can show his heels to anything that
walks the water. It is said that she is fas-
ter than any of the great ocean steamers.
She may be but she has net shown it yet
Lots of people are praying on Wall street
that he may start on his voyage around the
world at once and meet cyclone or strike
an iceberg.
The Fourth passed quietly, the villainous
toy pistol being tabooed. Notwithstanding
the fact, there were sufficient fireworks to
burn up some thousands of valuable prop
erty; and several accidents by which a num-
ber of lives were lost.
A knight of the chisel and a knight OF tie
quill got into dispute ON the night of the
3D., and after the usual compliments of
puppy, liar, coward, ETC., they agreed to
fight it out at Weehawken, near the depot
where Burr killed Hamilton, and the knight
of the quill got pinked.
Il the thermometer keeps at 50 degrees
am open to q challenge; my weapon Is hose
loaded with ice water, and the fellow who
cries peccavi frst is to consider himself
licked. Come on, ye heroes who are burst
ind for q fight, and in the language of the
immortal William S.: ODD be he who
first cries, Hold, enoughn'
Truly yours, BROADBRlM