Crawfordsville Weekly Journal, Crawfordsville, Montgomery County, 9 December 1869 — Page 1
RAILROAD TIME TABLE.
Louisville, New Albany A Chicago R.R. Trains arrive
at
follows:
ATTORNEY
Crawfordsville daily as
GOING NORTH:
Accommodation, 9:30 a.m. Eepress, -V .7:30 p.m. GOING SOUTH: Express, 8:32 a.m. Accommodation, 5:40 p.m. ladianapalla, Blooralngton & Western
Ball way.
Trains arrive at and leave Crawfordsville daily as follows: LBAVE: Express 7:30 A.M. Mixed 12:40 M.
ARRIVE.
Mixed 11:10 A. M. Express ... 5:30 p. M.
ATTORNEYS.
LEW WALLACE,
ATTORNEY
AT LAW, Crawfordsvile, Indiana
Office, opposite the Post Office.
J. McCORMICK.
ATTORNEY
AT LAW, Topeka, Kansas. Prac
tices in all the Federal and State Courts.
W. T. BRUSH,
AT LAW, and General Collecting
Agent, Crawfordsville, Ind. All legal bueines entrusted to him will receive immediate attention. Particular attention given to the collection of debts, settlement of decedents' estates, writing of wills, writing and taking acknowledgments of deeds, and mortgages.
Office in Mayor's Room, second story, Stone Front.
P. S. KENNEDY. K. H. GALLOWAY.
KEMED1 & GALLOWAY
ATTORNEYS
AT LAW and General Collecting
Agents, Crawfordsville, Indiana. Being members of the United States Law Associaion and Collection Union, which has a member in every county in the United States, thev have facilities for transacting business in all parts of the country. OFFICB in Stone Front, second story. ap23
GEORGE 1). HURLEY,
ATTORNEY
AT LAW, and Notary Public, Craw
fordsville, Ind. OFFIOK over Crawford & Mulikin's store. Will attend to all kinds of legal business entrusted to him. u23
R. B* F. PIERCE,
ATTORNEY
AT LAW. Crawfordsville, Indiana
OFFICE over Crawford & Mullikin's store. Will give prompt attention to business in all the Courts of Montgomery county, a23
C. L. THOMAS. A. D. THOMAS THOMAS & THOMA S
ATTORNEYS
AT LAW, and Solicitors in Bank
ruptcy, Crawfordsville, Ind. OFFICE in Hushes' Block, Main Street. a23
U. D. WHITE. THOMAS PATTBBSOH.
WHITE & PATTERSON
ATTORNEYS
DENTIST,
AND COUNSELLORS AT LAW,
Crawfordsville, Ind. Office—Empire Block, Main Street.
RESIDENT
a2s
PHYSICIANS.
THOsTXGra
PHYSICIANall
AND SURGEON, Darlington, Ind.,
attends to varieties of practice at all hours of day or night. Medical Examiner for the Chicago Life Insurance Company. jan21
Br. J. C. SIMABD
HOMEOPATHICwith
JPHYSICIAN, Crawfordsville,
Ind. OFFIOK the Township Trustee.
DENTISTS.
SThTgale^
Crawfordsville, Ind. Office on Wash
ington St., over Mack's Grocery Store. Dr. B. V. GALBY, long and favorably known to the community as a first-class Dentist, is in my employ- auglByl
T. ncKECHAUr,
DENTIST, Crawfordsville, Ind., re
spectfully tenders his services to the public. Motto, ''Good work and moderate prices." Please call. OFFICE—Corner Main and Green streets, next to Post Office, np-stairs.
J. G. McMEClIAN, M.D., maybe found at the same place. apr23G8
CLOTHING.
NEW YORK ONE PRICE
CLOTHING HOUSE.
L. I. Mossier & Bro..
Jfo. 37, East Washington Street,
INDIANAPOLIS, INDIANA,
Keep the largest stock of Men's, Boys' and Children's Clothing in the State.
Our extensive
Merchant Tailoring Department
Will always be supplied with the
Very Latest. Styles*
EXTRA
large sizes of all kinds of Goods
constantly on hand. A child can buy &B chejip of us as a grown person, as all goods are marked in plain selling figures and sold strictly at
ONE PRICE,
So that nobody need to fear that he will be taken advantage of. sep30
ELECTION NOTICE.
THE
stockholders of the Firat National Bank of Crawfordsville are hereby notified to meet at the Banking House, in Crawfordsville, on the second Tuesday of January, 1870, between the hours of ten o'clock A. M. and four o'clock P. M., to elect seven Directors for the ensuing year.
B. WASSON, Cashier.
December 8,1869. w4.
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For the Crawfordsville Journal. THE POET'S CALL.
'Twas hu6h of night. The moon had set. The stars were dimmed by fleecy clouds. The rephjr's wings were numb and wet,
And phantoms flew in noiseless crowds. The clock with feeble stroke told one, Then silent all. No passing feet Smote on the walks. Their labor done,
The village dreamed in slumber sweet. No, all slept not. There was a youth— A student—who in troubled mood, Perplexed in searching after truth,
Sat watching Fancy's phantom brood. While thus he sat, there came a sprite, A shadow, spirit, or a ghole, Who held a glaring, leaping light
Which fixed his untrained, youthful soul. A banner then the sprite unfurled, On which he saw in gilded flame The name which chains our feeble world,
The cruel tyrant, slave, God, Fame. His eyes were fixed. His brain grew wild. Now fear, now hope reigned in his breast But hope grew strong, the shadow smiled,
And quick he thus the sprite addressed: "And who art thou? A friend or foe? What do you here? Speak: Speak, I say!" The shadow said, "A l'oe? no, no!
I am the muse who tunes the lay." "Ah! art thou then the poet's friend?" The youth replied, "and am I he?" '-Tees, and I'm come to give or lend,
The pow'r, the gift of poesy." '•Welcome, thou Sprite, if friend or foe!" The youth replied. "Give me the pow'r! If from above or from below,
Give me the gift, ev'n for an hour. But what's the price, what must I pay? I'll give my time, my pen, my brain: I'll give this form—no, tis but clay,
Such worthless gift thou wouldst disdain— I'll give thee all I can controlWealth, station, honor, friends or life Earth's richest, rarest, dearest gold,
For aid to fight earth's cruel strife." The Shadow smiled. "And wilt thou give All this for my poor gift?" he said. "Yes, yes! and as I hope to live
Tis given as free as children's bread." The Sprite replied: "It cannot be. Tis not enough. I must have more." "Then name your price, I'll give it free
As waters from the heavens pour,'.' The youth replied. Then nearer drew The tempting Jade, and asked again, "You'll give life's ship with all her crew?" "Yes, yes he said, "as free as rain!" "One further pledge, for gift so rare,"
She archly said, "then yours the whole Of poets' praise and garlands rare, Pledge, pledge to me your deathless soul!" "Pledge thee my soul? Thou art severe!
Pledge my soul to thee forever? No! nameless be my humble bier, But I will pledge it, never! never!" The spell was broke. The Shadow fled.
The light, the banner with its glare, Swift into darkness noiseless Sped. The youth was left in silence there. New thoughts engaged the students brain.
He pondered o'er what just had passed, And thanked the Lord he did disdain The call of Fame's loud bugle blast. While thus he sat, he cast his eyes
Through open window up to heav,n, And near the throne, beyond the skies, Beheld the snow-white curtain riv'n And swift a messenger descend,
Who bore a harp, as if to give A strain of bliss, and thus to lend Surcease to those who struggling live. The messenger alighted near
Her pinions fanned his pendent hair. He lost-all thought or sense of fear, For peace seemed written everywhere. She poised the harp of golden keys,
Then softly swept the trembling wire. And music flowed—as when the trees Breathe on their sweetest leaf-strung lyre. The youth was chained by music's spell
He would not. could not, dare not move. The prelude ended, like the swell And foil, of wooing, cooing dove, v, ^v, Then came a strain like those which sweep
The plains where stand the blood-washed throng And in a strange, sweet voice, and deep,
She sang the youth a deathless song. No mortal tongue, with half the power Can e'er repeat the song she sung, Not e'en the spheres, whose starry bower
Hailed earth, when into life she sprang. Her voice and song flowed with the tune Her lyre breathed, like rivers bright Of gold and silver, 'neath the moon,
Poured, molten in a sea of light. Or, yet more fit, not to compare Immortal things to crumbling clod. It flowed like love, when humble prayer
In faith looks to a loving God. The angel ceased. The song was done. And springing up, the student cried, "Sweet creature, thou my soul hath won!
Oh! let me never quit thy side!'* "Be not too rash," the angel said. "Your love I crave, if rightly giv'n Not for myself but Him whose head
Wore crown of thorns, to give you heav'n. He iB the Lord, who gives to each, Their sev'ral talents to improve, To toil, to spin, to sing, to preach,
And prove His boundless, lasting love. To few He's giv'n the deathless lyre, And strong their Souls with tuneful string, And given the pure poetic fire
And bid them tune their harps and sing. Some break the wires with reckless hand, And some neglect till rust consumes Their unstrung harps. And others stand
And sing to kings or nodding plumes. Some sell their verse for toys of clay
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Whose gilding turns to loathsome slime. Some prostitute the sacred lay To guild debauchery and crime. And oft has Passion's mad demands
Led some estray. Or luring Fame Bought soul and verse, and honse and lands, With promise of a sounding name. God gives the harp. I wake the soul
And bid it sing His wondrous praise, And listen while the numbers roll Harmonious through eternal days. I, trembling, gaced with anxious fear
When Passion sent his tempting Sprite To winyour soul and though thine ear
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Obeyed her voice, thy heart spake right. I heard you plead with arduous tongue For power which none but bards can feel, And heard, in vain, the promise wrung
To pledge your soul with binding seal. 1 ask not health, nor life nor friends, Nor promise lonld applause of men. But promise aid till warring ends,
And life eternal in the end. This harp is thine. 'Tis sent from heaven. God gave the gift, and He desires That thou shouldst sing while life is given
The strains which love to Him inspires. Then take this harp, and guard thy lay 'Gainst Passion's base degrading lust. To Truth and Heaven urge thy way:
Give Wantyour gold, andGodyourtrust." He took the harp, and touched each string, And melody obeyed his hand. And music such as angels fling
From harps of gold, flowed through the la nd. The angel praised his ready skill, And gave this charge: "Thou hast the gift, Let not base passions e'er distill
Their venomed dew, nor Mammon sift His cank'ring gold dust o'er thy lays But wisely tune thy harp to sing Of virtue, peace and wisdom's ways,
Till duty done, its guerdon bring. Strike boldly, fearlessly for Right, Nor shrink from passing'neath the rod:
And keep your harp and genius bright
For poets' gifts arc sent of God" She spread her wings, and like a prayer Upborne by faith, passed through the skies And left the student standing there
With tearful, thoughtful, thankful eyes. UK CHAT.
LETTER PROM CRAWFORDSTILLE.
Spirit Photography in Crawfordsville —Among the mills—Personal.
Correspondence of the Cincinnati Chronicle. CRAWFORDSVILLE, IND. NOV. 29.
SPIRIT PHOTOGRAPHY.
Wonders and sensations of the first class are no longer confined to Boston, New York, Cincinnati and Chicago. Nor do they, in taking leave of the great metropolitan centers manifest any preference for such sec ond grade cities as Dayton, Cleve land, Indianapolis, etc. Even here in Crawfordsville we find an astound ing display of that great mystery which so long puzzled the "wise men of the East," and which to this day has nowhere obtained a thoroughly satisfactory solution to everybody. I refer to what is styled spirit photography. According to the best accounts I can procure of this matter in Crawfordsville, the facts are about as follows:
Some weeks since a photographer named Willis was surprised at the occasional, unsolicited appearance of ghostly images on his negatives, sometimes in front, sometimes in the rear of his subjects. The artist being what is popularly called a soulsleeper, and having no faith in human immortality, was at first horrified with these unaccountable manifestations, and used his utmost efforts to rid his gallery of them. When a picture came out of the dark room attended by shadows extraordinary, he would rub them out or throw them on the floor in disgust. When persons came to him requesting "spirit pictures," he would refuse to sit such persons, or so treat them that they would leave his rooms. When Fisher Doherty and other leading Spiritualists essayed to console him with the idea that he had been selected as an artistic medium between man and his departed kindred, he scouted the thought, and refused to have any thing to do with his comforters,
Continuing to be haunted in spite of all his counter efforts, by the mysterious visages, he sought the counsel of his pastor, the Rev. Mr Hatch, whose unsatisfactory explantaion was that the gallery was "under the control of demons." Finally it transpired that the shadows accompanying the pictures of Reuben Taylor, proprietor of the Bramble House, at LaFayette, and other prominent men in other localities who, being stout unbelievers, had come here to test the matter, were recognized by numerous friends. At this juncture Mr. Willis became somewhat reconciled to the theory of the Spiritualists,, and opened his gallery to investigation. Many were the notions among skeptics as to the cause of the appearance of the shadows. Wiley Kenyon, a thoroughly educated artist, thought that these shadows were either obscured in the plate prior to developement, or that they were thrown on in the dark room by means of a transparent. But the most thorough test on his part failed to confirm his suspicions, and he now gives the thing up as inexplicable. Frank Pickerill, a Chicago artist of about twenty years experience, and a man of good repute in this community being here some days since, and thinking that the mystery was attributable either to some peculiar device in the picture taking apparatus, or to extraordinary manipulation in. the developmental pro
cess, took plates and chemicals out of his own stack, examined everything minutely about the gallery, and then having followed Willis from camera to dark room through several operations with the plates and chem icals mentioned, left town declaring he kenw as little of the matter as before he came. Certain leading citizens of Delphi, Indiana, having heard of .the great Crawfordsville spirit wonder, invited Mr. Willis to come and operate in one of the galleries of that city. He did so, and not only obtained the same direct results there that he did here, but, by sitting near the camera, procured them through the local artist.
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Such is the present status of spirit photograph}' in Crawfordsville. What it may be hereafter remains to be seen.
AMONG THE MILLS.
In a carriage with General Manson I enjoyed a ride yesterday among the flouring mills of this vicinity. The first at which we stopped was that of Allen & Brother, first class Buckeyes, who have established reputation here which has secured them a greatly increased and constantly increasing patronage, both at home and in the Eastern markets.
Our next visit was to the large flouring mill of Mr. Sperry, a thoroughly enterprising Yankee, long established in a superior seat on Sugar creek, about a mile from the city. Mr. Sperry's brands have for years been seen in nearly all the great cities of the East and South. Mr. Sperry deserves special credit for his vigorous efforts to stir up a manufacturing spirit in Crawfordsville a spirit which is as necessary to the growth of a town as sap is to the growth of a tree.
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Henry Conard, an enterprising real estnte man. will soon lay out extensive new uduiiions of lots here and sell them on the installment principle.
TRALLOCK.
BOOXE COUIiTY ITEMS. From last Thursday's Patriot.
been
Anew Literary Society has organized in Lebanon. There are seventy-five scholars attending the High School.
The Union Township Teachers' Institute, meets in Northfield, every Saturday evening, with a full attendance,
The farmers and mechanics of Union township have organized a Farmers' Club. The object of the association is to promote the interests of farmers and the mechanics' arts.
Mr. Henry Nichols, died last Sunday week, aged seventy-two years. Mr. Nichols had been one of the most enterprising citizens of Boone county. Some twenty-three years ago he became deranged, and remained so up to his death. The cause of his insanity was never known,
From last Saturday's Pioneer.
It is currently reported that S. M. Burk, Esq., of Thorntown, is organizing a company for service in the Cuban army. Several young gentlemen of this place are said to have enlisted, and the company is almost full.
A serious accident befell our fel-low-townsman Hiram Taulby, yesterdajr morning. He was engaged in sawing wood in the rear of the bank, and in pulling out a stick caused the rick to tumble down with a crash. Mr. Taulby, being entirely blind, un dertook to step out of the way, but in doing so stumbled and fell back ward into the forks of his saw-buck. He sustained such injuries that he had to be carried to his home where he is now lying in a precarious state.
A distressing accident occurred four miles south of Thorntown, in this county, last Wednesday. Mr. Abel Lame and his son were resetting fence, and while so engaged a limb fell from a tree, striking the old gentleman on the head, dashing his brains in every direction and killing him instantly. The same limb struck the son and injured him quite seriously, but at last accounts it was thought he would recover.
COVINGTON ITEMS. From last Thursday's Journal.
The business room of the Farmers' Bank has been improved, and more conveniently arranged.
Work on the railroad going still right along. A portion of the road bed through town is ready for the ties.
There is some talk of organizing here a specimen of that essentially played out institution known as a "lecture association." In the face of the coining railroad, too. It will never pay.
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ATTICA ITEMS. From last Thursday's Ledger.
Marshall M. Milford and James Martin start for Kansas this week on a prospecting tour.
John Dunkin, says Esyr Earl, sawed 20 cords of 12 foot wood, the greater part hickory, into 20 inch lengths in six hours, on Thursday last, with five hands and a boy.
Clint Foster and Frank Manlove yesterday started for California, to try their luck in the Golden State.
Once more some sacrilegious scoundrel has diverted his mean mind by pitching a stone through a stained glass window of Grace Church.
BENTON COUNTY ITEMS. From last Thursday's Tribune. Several lots of hogs were sold last week for $8 80, delivered here. The average weight is much below former years, the selling season being much, earlier than usual.
The protracted meeting, at the Methodist church, under the direction of the preacher in charge, J. T. Stafford, has been still kept up during the past week and considerable interest has been manifested.
CLIXTOS COUNTY ITEMS. From last Thursday's Banner. There will be special elections held in Ross and Perry townships, on Christmas day, for Justices of the Peace.
Our teamsters, mail carriers, farmers, business men and citizens generally, accept our annual mud embargo this season with a better grace than ever before. The railroad "this time next 3'ear," is quite a consolation.
FROM DARLINGTON.
I am a much injured woman. Eyetemist failed to bring the
JOURNAL
of
last week home. He said it failed to come. Only by accident did I get to see it. Being on a visit to a neighbors I picked up a
JOURNAL
JOURNAL
and
found it to be the missing one. I turned to where Eytemist's pieces always are, for I always felt proud of my husband's writing, and O, horror! I found I was no longer a loved wife, no longer queen of his heart. I nearly fainted outright though a woman of strong nerve, but I didn't. I love him still, but, O! to find my love unrequited, it nearly drives me mad. I had some idea of his "speeriu' about o' nights," but never once thought of his disloyalty to me. Ever since I took in washing and bought him his last new suit—finer than any I ever bought before—I noticed he was not quite so affectionate, but thought perhaps his business had got tangled and made him thoughtful- I was happy, thinking he loved me. Delusive thought! He says in the
"his bed looked
cold and lonely with no white arms to welcome him between the blankets." White arms, indeed! Why, when I married him I was reckoned one of the fairest lasses for miles around, and if my arms ain't so white as then what has caused the change I can tell you. His health being poor and we not being rich, I took all the drudgery off of him, for I worshipped him, and for years I have done the washing, ironing, scrubbing and gardening, besides all the trouble with the children, being up night after night—for they always were croupy in the winter—and letting him lay and snore all night, while my eyes were burning and aching, and my heart filled with fear lest the little ones should die, is it any wonder I am not as fair as I was, that my arms are brown, my hands hard and my face wan
O, that I could die! Ijhave outlived his love. But I won't die, that I won't, so, there! I'll go and join the woman's rights movement, and I'll see who tends babies hereafter, and has them, too, for that matter.
Indignantly, RUTH.
ALCORN,
the regular Republican
candidate, was elected Governor of Mississippi last week. He was oncer a fighting rebel, but "accepted the situation" at the close of the war.
THE second session of the Fortyfirst Congress commenced last Monday. But little has been done except in the way of organizing.
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