OUR SATURDAY NIGHT.
The Cotter’s Saturday nights .of which Burns wrote, and over which he has thrown the halo of poetry, romance, and religion, evidently were very unlike the Saturday night of this day and generation. Of his"“ Cotter’s Saturday Night” Burns snug : • “ From scenes like these old Scotia’s grandeur springs, That makes her loved at home, revered abroad; Princes and lords are but the breath of kings, An honest man’s the noblest work of God.” Our Saturday nights are not given to i: making old clothes look almost as well as new,” nor does the gmlemau” of the house, as a rale in modern society give reverend thanks over his Saturday' night’s supper for the blessings of the week. Our Saturday nights are nights of torture, worriment, and fierce contention ; nights in which all the troubles of the Aveek accnmlate and dart horrors into the innermost soul, and hence to many they become nights of dissipation. On Saturday eve the ever vigilant creditor promptly makes his rounds, death is not more prompt than he is in his calls ; grocers, bakers, and batchers must be paid, and even that nuisance to California—the Chinese washmau must be settled with, or “no can hob clem shirtee for Slundec.” These are a feAv of the horrors that congregate on Saturday nights and make one fervently Avish the night \yas blotted out of the calendar, or that the devil would fly away with all pestilent duns ; and may Jupiter confound the man A'v’ho invented credit and other adjuncts of civilisation. But to some, Saturday night comes as if Avith healing on its Avings, a messenger of hope and pleasure. CalloAV lads and callow lasses, fooled to tlio top of tlieiibent with the deliciousucss of love’s young dream, hail its approach, for it is a lime when lovers can meet, Avhisper soft nonsense into Avilling cars, sip the cool Ice cream, suck the succulent candy, and generally make themselves ready to enter upon the miserable future Avhich, happily, they cannot forsee. —Sacramento Bee.
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Patea Mail, Volume IV, Issue 313, 17 April 1878, Page 4
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338OUR SATURDAY NIGHT. Patea Mail, Volume IV, Issue 313, 17 April 1878, Page 4
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