Staunton spectator. [volume] (Staunton, Va.) 1849-1896, 1894-12-05
tut CUduIIUO1 Of EOIaIO
Reply to "Erma DOka."

Verify, Emusic both have charms to
soothe the savage breast" when my
worthy antagonist owes his precious
life to it's soothing influence, me
thinks different"
And honored sir it certainly seems
strange to me that wise man borrows
quotations. Strange, indeed, that a
Legend of Tom Moore's Utopia should
be contemporary with the w. s.. H. and
B. Band, and that Eureka" should
be honored by copy of the paper on
that one occasion; also other facts go
to show that it was rightly interpreted,
and the idea was to shower derlslon
where aimed. Poor fellow, if he was
bound hand and foot as Prometheus,
it was not those gloomy birds that prey
ed upon his vital organs, but rather
narcotic spell. 1t is a well known fact,
there was nothing but praise and pity
for the heroine, but if Eureka" read
Alright, the former part had no con-
nection with the later. There are two
distinct parts to that Legend.
A motive there is in the conclusion.
Eureka" gives no connection or refer
ence to herself and the real Legend. She
has not SO many personal charms that
sh would be vain enough to think the
b eautiful "Addie' of that Legend had
any reference to the "Addie" of the lat
ter part. Truly, vain people are plentl
ful-our Apollo. for instance. Those
beautiful beings of the Legend all go
to show that vanity is the ruling pas
sion.
And so your Legend comes from ITO
pia. How very kind and condescend
ing you were to enlighten the illiterate
populace as to the origination of your
beautiful. but stale Legendary lore
this being the third time it has been
forced upon the public eye.
Seems to have different titles for its
characters also, applied as the case de-
mands generally. 'Tis strange that a
wise man should borrow quota
tions that appear so exceedingly plain.
But friends who know of his many pc
tations aoiU eGcuse the soft spot on his
brd971.
Ha, ha! "Erma Doka" thinks pure
fingers of lady fair never penned lines
SO utterly insulting.
And Eureka thought Ethelbert
had no character to pounce upon.
Therefore step down from thy ped
estal and extend thy fair hand over
those Chinese walls to the omniscient
little pet in sympathy with our fallen
virtues. feel SO much fiattered to
know that my vile maledictions and
out-pouring of wrath upon that IN
lucky head called forth few passages
from the book of life-"Go thy way and
sin no more"
That beautiful quotation traced up
on the sands of time, thou hast utterly
disregarded.
Eureka" failed to give the prayer
that went up before the Superintend
ent's throne, did she Well, if she did
Ephraim was too much welded to his
idol to have listened to the conclusion
He failed to give an attentive ear,
Therefore the rest Is yet to hear,
Here it is:
"Our boss, who sitteth in the Super
intendent's chair, respected be thy
name, thy orders obeyed, my girls fail
ed to do their duty from g. to A, but
thanks unto thee never have they
mortified me on board-day, I forgive
them their neglect of duty as l deliver
thee from matrimony. For that was
because thy lips touched wine. Amen. u
The simple name of "Addie" is not
CODY righted, nor is that Band immor-
tailed: Ha, ha. And do you really
think the Royal Decree holds such a
glittering promise, Mrs. "Erma Doka.' u
Well, indeed, that is the most brilliant
appellation / have ever had conferred
upon me-simply ''out of right" we'll.
I am thankful it is. Isn't that elegant,
oh dear, Hum she who would accom-
pany any such thing to the altar.
Her friends ought to string her up by
a halter. 1 should say it is best as it
is. Compare not thy self with Caesar
or Sampson, for when victories like
those call for conquerors. you would
be like Rip Van Wrinkle.
Eureka" won't be quite SO exacting
as Delilah. Erma Doka shall not be
shornof his beautiful black locks, nor
shall the little Archer seek to separate
Ephraim and his idol, for his task would
be fraught with too much peril. Ha
So you have another idol engraved up
on your heart. This one is like unto
the angels above. Poor fellow, fear
you will be doomed to everlasting soli-
tude, for as Tom Moore's Utopian days
are passed, your idol, fear, cannot be
reproduced. Bnt as time wears on and
you find that your idol of wheat and
rye can never that Angels place sup
ply, you will be willing to look to moth
earth for a comforting Angel of his
less qualifications. EUREKA.