Memphis daily appeal. [volume] (Memphis, Tenn.) 1847-1886, 1883-04-29
COLA PODRIDA.''
How Ignorant Landlords Without Taste
Make the Lives Of Tenants Unbear-
able by Cheap Wall Papers.
The Tender Buds of Spring Recall the
Mothers Love for the First.B0rn
Boys, Men and Pockets.

Is il not wonderful how the weather
changes the appearance of things. Il has
been raining, ireeziug, in fact doing lot
Of wonderful oUt-of-the-way things in
that line lately. Being i'll, confined TO nay
room, ! WAS forced to sludy surroundings.
l began upbraiding property owners tor
putting such ugly, dark papers on the walls
Of moderately cheap houses Tor rent. /
naturally wondered if they thought loss Of
money necessitsted loss Of taste and love Of
pretty things and bright colors. See those
doors now, deep gray and the panels lew
shades brighter. Gray, gray, how mean and
dark everything looks. | wonder why Emma
selected those horrid curtains, gray, too, aud
those white figures on them, 30 rigidly drawn,
SO all alike. Again fell TO studying he wall,
and my eyes lit on the border. What taste,
scarlet something in it, what can it be?
And at last in the gray dinaness of the cloudy
day I decided they were HOLSTERS, crawling
under punches Of grass.
A YOUNG MOTHERS LOVE.
To-day the pulse Of the spring is beating
10 the peach.trse uHder my window, sending
lie fl ashing Of colors into swelling buds and
tiny green leaves. 4 few violets are open
ing under the genial warmth, snd ] turn
from the outer 10 the inner world. How
radiant the bordering seems above me on The
brown paper az the sun sweeps in, and
zee the things / fancied red HOLSTERS are tu-
lips, and the bunches of grass are ferns.
The gray paneling OF the door looks so soft
contrasted with its dsepe: framing, one the
palest shade of lichens, such as grew on The
old mountain where my girlhood passsd;
the other Just the shade OF lovely wrapper
that wore when as young mother looked
in my first baby's face, ss ii lay pillowed
10 81 for .
my eyes filled with tears OF some haif-happy
memory of that old time so far away. The
baby, now a woman in middle life, wss sing
ing not far away in another room
and the sunshine made the curtain she had
selected look like a frosiWork CT lsC., with
graceful, airy lines; they looked so stiff and
uugaiDly when II Yainsi, a1d l was i'll.
Blessed sunshine and spring days, unlocking
the very deeps If ones nature and clothing
The spirit with lis own atmosphere Of light.
ness aud brightness. We forget tie snow,
turn from scientific books, and revel 10 po-
etry. We no longer care for what the Nihil-
ists are doing, or think Of labor reforra; We
dream Of the sPeckled birds-eggs that lay in
nests long ago, and wonder will we ever see
the woods again, and gather the sweet yellow
jessamine, and fasten one spray 10 our hair
and then at our throat, ard as we think of i:
that fragrance, SO unlike all other fragrance
seems TO float in on the clear sunshine and
fill the room. We ''iash ourselves" as the
Scotch say, "sbout the bit and the sup" until
we have no time to feel the uesrness Of the
divine presence, until il Comss in this way
sometimes, 80 very, very close that we need
must see ii even with all our Wilful blind
nsss.
BOYS, MEN AND BREECHEs POCKETS
sometimes look at the scions of the ris
ing generation Of nlsnj and sooas of tbs
men, in fact most of them, with their hand
thrust up 10 their elbows in their breechei
pockets, apd think pockets have done tn,
masculine sex great damage. In fact, gen
ersl discarding Of the brseches pocket woulC
have strong tendency to decrease immor
| ally and laziuess, as well crime. The hip
| pocket, as mature abhors g vacuum" j
| filed as soon a. possible with the pistol.
saw young clerk rolling out kegs not Ion!
| since with his hands elbow-deep in hi
| pockets; cigar in his mouth, he was vigo
rously kicking the kegs to the door, and ny
contempt for his pockets and cigs
| was OBJECT by my admiration fol
his hard and weil-directed kicks, thai
cent each keg right where he wanted it to 60
L was visiting not long since, aud Fsw DO,
| filling a coal-scultle for his mother an,
bringing in coal. He carried the bucket il
| his right hand, the left deep in his breeche
pocket. l saw him fill the bucket, bring j
up, fill teakettle with water, ard pile up
lot of scattered newspapers without eve
taking that hand from his pocket; in fact
he never removed it whila / saw him, unit
| the a!l.imp0riant game OF ball required hi
| whole energy, and then he used both hands
A disposition to hear the rafting ard fee
the coius nesting in the pockets depths, il
the present plethoric condition Of slve
currency we are in as a people, causes man,
fellow to study how to get II by initiating
| the examples OF so many great men " b.
| have sinned in positions OF honor and trust
Doe sometimes falls TO wondering wha
| use these individuals who make such uRig
teTaPtsd use OF pockets are in human econ
| omy. For the tobacco and whisky men
advantage they must have been created, Il
smoking the one and drinking the othe
seems their highest destiny, and TO re goo,
| judges OF these articles OF prodisiou3 rave
nue. to our government their deStin d end sn,
| aim. 1t is study worthy the attention o
any student, OF the thing called reasosiat
animal, to see the change that comes owe
the boy when he gets his fiat pants on, anC
| finds pockets TO put his chubby fats in. Al
gentleness ai.s; to tease, 10 disobey hi
mother grows on Kim; TO chop his sister
doll up, is now glorious fun; when che cries
sneer at her and call her "girl baby
Eogines, horses, fires, come next. Sool
ne feels that Spa and ma have no rights h'
is bouud to respect" Each wish must b,
grstifed-ofIen is-aud then soci.ty ha
gained a man at last, tdst sparns law ssC
hstes its francis, defes it often, and come
times meets his deserts by feeling the penal
ties it iuficts. We went too far on the Solo
mon side of "using the rcd" Nov thu
pendulum has swung too far the other way
What oddities women are, I nea5d littl
chstteripg group talking OF spring hesd.g gear
A dear old country woman, who was nea
me, has more sense than the average WON
an-but all OF US get Lost sometimes.
ELLSWORTH.