The Arkansaw traveler., 1885-09-19
SUNDAY IN NEW YORK.

Fl III OlcNcidnQ Oun.l The New York Sunday, though not made dismal by exaggerated piety, is yet day distinct from the other six. One would notice the muscular atmosphere coming into the city on the cars, and would notice 1t in passing over in bal loon. It is not the air of sanctity, but rather of misery alleviated. Sunday makes its presence felt by an absence of activity rather than the presence of spirit ualiiy. Piety does not perch upon the city's gables and look doloiously down from it's church spires, but Rest lolls lux urously or steps around slowly, enjoying eprieve from toe everyday rush of life. Nobody has ever accused the metr opolis tfa too penderoms piety; or even the af- ectaiion of it. Nobody ever will. It spends its Sunday for the most part de- cently nevertheless. New Yorkis almost as still as village on Sunday.
 The wheels of businesS-a save the car wheels-are silent. Even the roar of the elevated road is less aggressive than usual. There are fewer trains and they run slower. The streets are really still and the pedestrians on the sidewalk most thronged on other days are those born to pantaloons instead of skirts. The aosence of the feminine element any where is apt to impart an air of dullness. Business streets, shorn of the stimuiating colors and picturesque effects which women only can give, take on depressed appearance. Occasionally a modishly- pressed woman tripping along in dainty boots flashes past. All outdoor mascu- Unity within sight stares extensively.
 The New York man of the street.-the Fwell fellow with a cane and a cigar, and |hce triple plated with impudence-h has an eye for women any day, but par,icu- |arly on Sunday, when women are not numerous. He has his opinion of all women and takes them up as a sort of business. Like the gen uine Indian he is creature to dread, abhor and keep away fom.
 Occasionally a woman in clothes of an cld.time cut, showing long and hard con- tact with the world. comes down from some tenement far up toward the sky, fol- lowed by three or feur freshly scrubbed Children, and goes parkward for holi- day The gorgeous street loafer lets her Hone. She is creature from another planet as far as he is concerned Her rueworn face and shabby garments be- tome as complete an armor of protection as the white robes of angels. It takes a nash of modishness and hint eff youth be prey worthy of sidewalk roue.
 The cargo of the cars overfows like least; but the people have taken on new ppearance since the day before. They Pfe in their finest feathers, and the dust md grime of toll and trade are not upon hem. They are not encumbered with pack ses either, nor enveloped with the wear nd worry of life as on other days. They n resting from the fret of 1t all They ne pouring by thousands down te the efs to 90 cut for the hy Eienic and de- cious weekly breath of sea air. V sions ciams and comfort are floating in their ands. The Sunday excursion is their stuge, literally, and, vitho ut ireverence, Per strength. The monotony of the aiiy grind is broken. The yoke is lifted enc holy, happy day.
 Not many of the great churches are een now. October will wake them all p Then, their doors, like the mouths
 great caves, will emit the sound of aces low and solemn, high and clear.
 what panorama of humanity, bright somber, grave and gay, passes into ae doors while they stand open 1! There = people go, some with rush and
 ng unecclesiastical to the last degree, % some solemn aud with devout step. sese the earnest souls seek
 Strength to bear their spirits up
 Te where angels their plsmes unfold"
 ad there, too, in futter of frivolous es arc those to whom doctrine is noth- . and devotion less. 4 vivid imagina- a can see far more than is visible to ssked eye in tho pTocess;oa of people
 n disappears through the open door sn of these beautiful temples of wor-