The Pulaski citizen. [volume] (Pulaski, Tenn.) 1866-current, 1883-01-18

see the ushering in of another year.
Mid-winter reigns supreme. A
sable pail of sky, the billowy hills.
white in the snowy robe that winter
throws over nature SO kindly
Skeleton trees fringed with rich
silvery drapery and the streams
numb in their frosty chasms. Such
are the scenes that surround US at
present. Without any deaths or
marriages of recent date we pause
to peruse the past to find an item OF
interest for your many readers
Living in remote corner Of the
glorious old county we cannot claim
very large space in your columns.
We can boast Of the beautiful girls,
the genteel young men, and above
ali, the most moral and temperate
society of any neighborhood. Next
upon our list of grand prizes is an
excellent school, second to none in
the county, considering our facili-
ties. As there have been so many
interesting events occurring we are
at a loss to press them upon you
with our limited space. The farmer
has his garner and larder filled 10
their utmost capacity. Our mer-
chants are doing a thriving bust
ness. The stock traders are busy
collecting all that will demand a
fair price inethe market. Some of
eur young men went to social
gathering below here and / learn
they had avery nice time. Since
the closing cut of the Herald our
citizens take to the CITIZEN like
ducks to water. We have some
personals to speak of in our next
that circumstances will not now ad-
NIT of. Festivities such as usually
occur at this season have been very
scarce, social gatherings seem to be
on the wane, yet if you in your
boundless kindness will permit us,
we would say that there is nothing
more pleasant and enlivening than
at times to let our Imagination be
waited along on the fleeting wings
of thought and while, as it were, in
this visionary fight call back few
of those precious moments into re-
serve. We have only to say that
upon last Monday night it was our
honored privilege to be in attend;
ance at one OF the most social
gatherings ever it has been ouI
pleasure to attend at the residence
of Col. d. 81. Parsons, whose heart
is as big as it could be. AS we
wendell our way along and the
wierd winds were shrieking through
the leafess forest we reached his
hospitable abode. The magic strains
of music greeted our ears. We
found goodly number of beauti-
full ladies there-Misses Lou Fogg,
Mamie Evans, M. A. Angus, Mollie
and Lizzie Braden, Sallie and Mag
gle Tacker, Eva and Manda Horne,
Lizzie Parsons and Susie Carrel,
with a goodly number of young
gentlemen attracted by those beau
full ladies, like those of exulting
Greece. All were lovely and there
fore to- be wooed. We are proud
to say that a more genteel and soci
able assembly never met. The trip
ping of the light fantastic com
menced early and was kept up until
early dawn of the following morn.
The ladies deserve special mention,
but space will not allow, so we viii
content ourselves by extending our
praises to the colonel and his most
estimable lady. No pains were
spared to make the guests enjoy
themselves. Our hostess is alady Of
rare beauty, dispensing a 1ustre OF
amiability on all who come in her
presence
Accomplishments are native to her mind,
Like precious pearls within clasping
shell,
And winning grace her very acts refined
Like sunshine shedding beauty where it
fell.
We 10th to leave this part of our
subject, but one word to the colonel:
May your shadow never grow less;
may yonr future be unclouded and
prosperous in the love of your beau
tiful household. As to my friend,
Josh says must make no remarks,
but am led to exclaim, "hold on,
you are wrong" LEARNED that you
have very recently wendell your
way to the east like the wise men
of old. In this you are right for
you have been enveloped in mist
of evanescent glory and when the
gentle zephyrs waited it away twas
there you beheld the lovely image
of beautiful Fogg.
Oh, childhood has its days of Joy,
Its hours with pleasure rife,
And many think our youthful days
The happiest days of life.
It may be so, cannot tell,
But this know full well:
Miss - imparts many Joys
To one of our Big Creek boys,
Yes, j thinks her very nice,
In which we all accede,
With eyes 80 black and teeth So white
Her name supplies the need,
And if you guess you will agree
That this girl win the peace destroy
OF our largest Big Creek boy.
No remarks, dear Josh. AS we have
already trespassed upon your time,
We will close. AS the years roll on
n their eternal cycle may they in
,rease the circulation of the CITIZEN
,enfold. The scent of the roses, the
longs of the birds, the murmuring
# the brooklets, return with each
uccessive May and are the same,
nut human affairs like the restless
Winds are continually passing away,
ret the magic wand will never wake
rom oblivion a more charming
-ision than the sociahilities of thel