The Daily Dispatch: November 28, 1860., [Electronic resource]

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Dull day.

--If the hard times had not borne heavily on business men yesterday, the weather was bad enough to make them feel blue. People went about carrying dismal faces under their umbrellas, and the stores were by no means crowded with customers.--Those who are lucky enough to have a few dollars in specie on hand, hold it with a grip hard enough to leave an impression, if not to extort a groan from the figure of Liberty or a scream from the eagle. While the merchants readily receive current notes, they hate most confoundedly to do it unless you trade for the whole amount, and generally prefer to charge the goods rather than give back change. This is a most uncomfortable state of affairs. A man is moderate circumstances goes to market with the five dollar note he has received for his labor, and the butcher tells him it is very good, but he can't take it for a small purchase, as specie is scarce. But this has nothing to do with the matter we commenced to speak of. To return, then, we say that yesterday was a dull, miserable day, both as regards business generally and news items particularly.