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Ü V VOLUME I. NUMBER 22. WASHINGTON CITY, D. C., AUGUST 6, 1871. For THE CAPITAL. plier, just the same as ever! neither up nor OTJB MISS GRUNDY LETTER. not but be struck by the contrast here in this SMOKE. down." respect. There the young men devote very little Ihould be in that! Leave go my dress! GREENBRIER WHITE SUUHOR SPRINGS, The day and the flght closed in glory, "Be quick! drinking all the morning has time to the ladies except during the evening. mut go'." ,* . WEST VIRGINIA, August 3,1871. We lie by the camp-flre's.blaze, made me thirsty." During the day they herd together or disappear While the smoke from fragrant brierwoods She broke away from Lizzie and rushed | The Orange and Alexandria railroad runs upon entirely. Here they devote themselves to general "Here it is, sir!" He watched Jack drain its merits. It resorts to no such petty device- as Floats up in a fleecy haze; frantically towards the beach. I Or special society all day long. Ladies have a the cup to the dregs, and then he asked, in a I advertising to attract public attention, or to en- Floats up like a white-robed spirit. "Poor girl!" sighed the young landlady. succession of invitations to walk, to drive, to ride voice trembling with emotion, "Jack, don't ! lighten the public mind. If, being in Washing- Then off on the evening breeze. on horseback, to bowl, to croquet, to sit on the |'Guilty or not guilty, Ned will find but a I ton, you wish to travel on the above-mentioned We list to the flames complaining you know me?" '• piazza and talk for an hour with one, and then to r wreck. Did either of them steal that | I road, you must get out a search-warrant to get And the mnrm'rlng of the trees. "Who are you calling Jack," he inquired, promenade 'for tho same length of time with bup ? Which, I wonder! Not Lucy, I'm sure,: [.possession of the necossary information as to time Now and then on his round incessant surlily, setting the cup down, "and who the another They must divide the round dances at Lnd Ned would hardly have the audacity to | iof departure of trains, &c., wliich some wiseacre We hear the lone sentry's pace, deuce are you?" the bops between several partners, and they liave tome back if he took it. Time only will show. lemployed for tlie purpose carries about with him, Now and then from the cloud above us " I'm waiter at the Angel Inn—just joined." engagements days ahead for the first square dance That Fipps has left all these glasses standing llest mayhap if he liad a local habitation and a at the hops, which privilege, according to the eti- Looks,«11 old familiar face. '' What!" exclaimed Jack, recognition flash- here, when they're wanted in the bar; Never I •name, such as the "Orange and Alexandria rail- quette of the place, entitles the gentleman to And the home-like forms endearing ing upon him, " if it isn't my old friend Fipps! lroad office," some unwary individual who wants Glide slow and dreamily by, [mind, I'll take them in myself. If you want ] take his partner into tho room. Give me your hand, Fipps! Why this mean I to know you know, might stumble across liim and Of the white-haired sire and mother. i thing done, do it yourself; if not, send." Although the hops are of nightly occurrence, disguise ? You've stood many a Jiottle to me." I thus be deprived of the exciting pleasure of the And maid with the lovelit eye. (Conclusion next week.) |pursuit of knowledge. they are as largely attended and the toilettes are The red light caresses the billows " Yes, but I can't stand any more; I'm ru- For THE CATITAL. I as elegant as at' the grandest balls. Nearly all As peer from its upward twirls ined." IMAGINATION. For the benefit of the traveling public I will say the ladies wear full ball dress ; tarletanes elabo- Our little ones' wondering facos "Who ruined you? Only tell me, and I'll Wrapt in soft clouds, and floating through the sky, I that to reach the White Sulphur you start from rately puffed and trimmed, blue, pink, and gold- Mid mazes of tangled curls. wreak vengeance on 'em." Come the fair creatures of our'fantasy; lthc Maryland avenue depot at 6:55 a. m., and you colored silks with court trains and low corsages, Creatures of air to us; jeMEgrms of light, And now, as in fancy capricious I change cars at Gordonsville about noon, taking are more generally worn than the dinner toilettes '' No one in particular—everybody in gen- They picture all the curtains of the night It circles our heads, we see I tlié Chesapeake and Ohio road, and that you reach usually seen at the regular hops at fashionable re- eral; I ruined myself, in fact." To wishes which we never can express Bright visions of laurels entwined, lyouv destination at 10:10 p. m. very much the sorts. I have never seen so much dressing any- " What the devil did you go and ruin your- To thoughts too subtle for mere thoughtfulness. By brides that arc yet to be. 1 worse for a fifteen hours' journey by very slow where as there is here every evening. Diamonds, self for?"' They hold the stars which light us on to good, Seel here are the flower-decked arches. Seen dimly, through a lens of dreamy mood, I stages. The fatigue experienced does not proceed pointe and duchesse lace arc anything else rather '' Don't be angry with me, Jack." When the nation's tears shall cease, Our souls long for their treasures—wish them given : 1 so much from the time consumed in traveling as than rarities. There is also more beauty here than (And the white-robed spirit, benignant, "But I am angry with you. What's the Ah! that would make of earth too much a heiv'n 1 I that consumed in stopping. On the smallest 'one generally has the good fortune to encounter. Floats North like a soft-winged peace.) use of a fellow like you if you haven't got Yet, through Imagination's fair kaleidoscope I provocation the train pauses, the locomotive takes There are some half dozen young ladies whose We look, and long, and longing ever hope; | a long breath and resigns itself to peace and quiet, And this—but the lire's asleep; the smoke money? You're no use to anybody." claims to bclleship arc .undisputed, and the only And, hoping right, kind death will set us free lias gone with the wind to play, '' You ought to be sorfy for me." | the engineer, conductor, and other officials take a difficulty is to decide which is the belle. These Where all we can imagine is reality. I nap, and when they have bad dreams start up and And we hear but the sentry's challenge "I'm a good deal more sorry for myself. ladies are Miss Margaret Preston and Miss Mary ALMOST BARNES. I set the train in motion. Three times during the We see but the branches sway. What's to become of me?" Dudley, whoso sojourn in Washington last win- | dçy a crowd of belligerent eating-house runners The whip-o-will's wall through the forest For THE CAPITAL. ter is so pleasantly remembered; the Misses Wil- "You're joking, Jack." | lay "siege to the train, fight over the passengers, Comes echoing wierd and low, liams of Baltimore, who spend their winters jn " Joking be hanged! I'm serious. Here am EULE OF THE "COBDEN CLUB." | and each having captured a few of those who are And steals o'er the hoart like a shadow Washington; Miss Jennie Spraguc, of New York; I obliged to drink half a pint of porter at my We are sick of dependence on England, I found in possession of all their limbs after the That omens a coming woe. Miss Ward, already mentioned, Miss Eliza Brand own expense, whereas if you hadn't been a [therefore, in our weak way, we struggle on I 1 fray, the prisoners are marched off to the tune of of Lexington, Kentucky, and Miss Haile of Staun- For we think of the morning's comrades fool and ruined yourself I should have had a [with a view to change. If the "Cobden j | "pies, sandwiches, hard-boiled eggs," and re- ton, Virginia, formerly of Florida. All of these That stiffen on yonder plain. I turned twenty minutes later in a weak, dyspoptic And for whom nevermore the pictures share in a bottle of champagne." IClub" is anything it is a congress of reprc--j ladies, with the exception of the eldor Miss Wil- .".Well, I'm sure I'm sorry." [sentative men, who rally around the ghost of j 1 condition that renders protest impossible. At liams and Miss Brand, are blondes, but all differ Of Bmoke shall arise again. I Covington, where we halted about dusk, we "You ought to be." I the departed free-trader, to carry out his prin- in style and all have other attractions besides And stern eyes grow dim and lips tender Ilearned the wisdom of "laying low," as the chil- their beauty to commend them to the honors -of I ciples. The assemblage has for its leading ] As Bteal through the sighing trees "You won't cut me because I can't treat lliave it, until the danger was passed.