The Ouachita telegraph. [volume] (Monroe, La.) 1865-1889, 1883-03-24
. FEW REFLECTIONS UPON NIGHT.
From the Detroit Free Press. I

t. FROM the Detroit Free Press.
It it night. A policeman awakes
with sudden start and moves around
the corner, having a secret fear at his
heart that he had slept through all that
night, all next day, and far into to.
morrow night. It is night in a great
city. The poker and faro rooms are
in full blast, 10000 loafers are holding
down street corners, and here and there
an intoxicated Alderman can be seen
making his way to a policy shop or n
gathering of the pavement ring. Under
cover of darkness, first manufactured
over G,000 years ago, the hotel beat
lowers his buds from the f0urth-st0ry
window; all who have dead-head
tickets start for the opera houses !;
hundreds of young men set out to
spark I; reporters look forward to fires,
robberies, and murders, and church
choirs meet to re-hearse and Wrangle
and lay up clubs for each other.
IT'S night In the country. The stock
has been fed, the squeal of the pig is
hushed, and the tired horses munches
at his corn and wonders why his mas
ter throws in 80 many cobs without a
kernel on them. The watch dog sits at
the gate, perfectly willing to chew up
any of the neighbors for a cent, and
would be if John Henry could find the
grease for his boots, Mary Ann could
find her novel, the old man discover
the hiding place Of the bootjack, and
the mother to solve the mystery of how
some Of her neighbors managed to get
dress costing two shillings per yard
while she had nothing but calico.
IT'S night on the ocean. The proud
steamer sails CALAMITY on and on, the
Captain snoring in his berth, the mates
playing euchre, the lookouts asleep, and
everything in readiness to swear, in
case of collision, that it was the other
vessels fault. Nothing is heard but
the steady beat of the propeller, the
groans Of the Immigrants, and the
voices Of men and women declaring
that anybody who plans an ocean
voyage for pleasure ought to be shot
do death with Goldfish balls. The
sportive dolphin gambols away his hard
earnings, the whale rolls over for an.
other nap, and the business-like shark
follows in tho wake TO pick up any OPP.
portunities which may tumble over.
| board.
TITS night on the prairie. The red
men gather about the camp fire to
count the scalps they have taken with.
in the last week, and to grnmble at
the Government for not furnishing
them port wine and repeating rifles
The white hunter and trapper curis
himself up to wonder where he can
find old bones for breakfast and to
realize what fool he has made OF
himself, and the gaunt wolf shoulders
his empty stomach and sets out in
search Of something to make life worth
living for.
Night grows apace. In the city the
weary wife takes her place in the hall
with club in hand. In the country the
old folks fall into bed aweary with the
| work of the day, and the young people
spark and chew pop corn. On the
ocean the sea. sickers continue to grow
worse, and the songs of the mermaids
fall flat. On the prairie the Indians
finally decide to make war in the
spring, the hunter falls asleep to drea m
of eating his boots for dinner, and the
wolf meets a wildcat and offers to toss
up to see which shall eat the other,
The publication of the Vicksburg
Commercial has been permanently dis
continued. Mr.. Il. W. Campbell, the