Walk About Town
Emerging from our abode, we direct our steps up Water street, to note the general progress of the week. Evidences of the destructive violence of the equinoctial, which occurred at about 4 o'clock Wednesday morning, are apparent on every hand. Mrs. O'Shaughnessy, who had an entire front of her establishment demolished by the raging elements, laments the loss of a beautiful plaster cast of a man with a clock in his stomach. It had been in the family for some generations, and in the present distracted state of Italian art, could not well be replaced.
The residents of this street are essentially literary. We notice large numbers perusing copies of the Press upside down. The circumstance denotes commendable liberality in promoting the literary tendency of the people.
We arrive at the bridge in time to witness the novel operation of swinging the draw. A vessel is down by the pier and will be up in an hour or two. We secure a seat on one of the lumber piles on the bridge, commanding a fine view of the lake and surrounding country. A fine opportunity is here afforded to note the progress of our increasing population. The inefficiency of the census takers is painfully apparent. A report of the Palladium informed us that he had frequently counted twenty-five or thirty thousand people waiting at the bridge draw. `The crowd while the hour pleasantly discussing gossip and religious matters while a score or two are sitting around playing draw poker, while ever and anon the animation of the scene is enlivened by the blowing up of a tug here and there in the harbor, the roistering multitude merrily dodging the shower of scrap iron, old smoke-stacks and coarse coal.
We notice the presence of our celebrated townsman, William Allen, Esq., the great American rescuer, pursuing his accustomed pastime of rescuing children from watery graves. he hauls out eight or ten during period of the delay. The number was below his usual average, having been called away several times by reports of disasters in other localities and to capture a half dozen runaway teams in various parts of the city.
Later in the evening we conclude to make the passage by the upper bridge, and arrive in time to observe the crossing restored at the lower one.
Dodging a train of cars coming round the corner on one of the side tracks on the east side, our attention is attracted by a man turning a crank. We are disappointed in finding that it is not a hand organ, but an apparatus for manufacturing peanuts. This is a new branch of industry developed in the city. These nuts are associated with the fondest recollections of boyhood's sunny hours. They differ from the chestnut in various properties, and are a wholesome diet. Home enterprise should be encouraged by an enlarged consumption of peanuts.
We notice the closing of the baseball season. The thought causes a choking emotion; the summer with all of its beneficent blessings is passing away.