Democratic Sentinel, Volume 6, Number 6, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 10 March 1882 — Untitled [ARTICLE]

9Mr. Donnelly, of Texas, is visiciDg his father-in-law. Ellis Walton, and old time friends in Jasper. Ladies, Mine, Demorest’s Portfolio Fashion, only 15 cents, at the postoffice lobby. Letters remaining in the Postoffice at Rensselaer, Ind., March 4,1882, which, if not called for in four weeks will be sent Xo the Dead Letter office, at Washington 1). C.: Branson, Jo/b —9 Shoe, Miss Frances C. Davis, W. M. Smith, I J. G&saway, David Stalbaum, George Louram, Charles Stevens. Wm. 9. McDonald, Miss S. M. 8 Stone, Richard McMoore, John Shea, Cornelias Nagers, James Sullivan, John Nelson, John Sonsely, Richard Pike. J . ,W.—2 Thomas, Miss Bell Reed, Mrs. Rachel L. Thomas, Jacob M. Ritch, Miss Josephine 2 Towers, Mrs. Nancy Rinehart, W. A. Tucker, Noah Robison, Mr. Westfall, Jemima Ann Rodgers, Mrs Elisabeth Wilson, John A. Snidelar, Joseph , Wood, W. A. Yeoman, D. FJ Persons calling for the above-nam-ed letters will please say,“ Advertised.” HORACE E. JAMES, P. M. Gentlemens first class cigars and tobacco at the postofflee lobby.

Cormican Hays, of Brookston, Wmlines, er.. and Dan McCuaig, of Monticello, stopped in Reusselear Tuesday night. Every body, confectionery, choice fruity, stationery, news, cigars and choice tobacco at 'he pcstoffice lob by. “You may say what you please,” solemnly remaiked by a red-nesed listener to a tempeauce lectuie’ “but whisky onced saved my life.” “How was that ?” “Why I wanted a drink so bad that I got up once iu the middle of the night and went out to hunt for a eloon. While I was gone the house caught on Are and burned up my wife.” Hoarhound aud Daffy & Wysong’s celebrated genuine London butter scotch are excellent for colds, hoarseness and sore throat. For sale at the postoffice lobby.

“Yes'” he said to his confidential friend, “I am engaged to her, and suppose I ought to be very happy, but somehow I am wearried about a former attachment of hers. There’s that infernal blackguard Jones, who—” “why, bless your soul! you stupid follow, she hates him like poison.” “Yes, yes, I know—that’s what troubles me. She hates him to bit terly not to hare loved him once.”

“I’m proud of this town,” said a little man sitting behind the stove, with a pipe in his mouth. “Proud of it,” repeated the stranger at the bar, who turned around as he heard the words, and looked at the speaker with a look of infinite contempt, “What are you proud of it for?” “That’s an easy one,” returned the little map. “There are four cemeteries here, and I’ve got a wife in every one of ’em —[Brooklyn Eagle.

According to Prof. Prctor.the eartn will be a dead world like the moon, just fifteen years from date: for the comet of 1880 will dash into the sun in 1897, iutesifying the heat of that burning orb to a degree mat all animal vegetable life here below will be destroyed. His cacuiatious are based on tho theory that the orbic of the big comet is swiftly contracting, and unless .something happens to make if spin father off into the space it must oome in collissiou with the great luminary in fifteen years. Peace of mind can only be found in the bolief that Proctor is a crank.

Mr. Eoscoe Conkiing, who is an attorney at law, practicing iia sundry courts in the state of New York, has managed to gain a large amount of dead head advertising duiing the few past weeks. It has been done thus: President Arthur, knowing that Roscoe Conkiing would not accept the office, nominated him forjudge of the supreme courti the nomination was confirmed by the Senate, aud w en Mr. CoDkling was officially notified of his appointment and confirmation, he respectly declined to assume the ropes of office. Of course the objective point of all this free puffers was to assute the world that Mr. Conkltug must be a very great lawyer indeed, to decline such a position. It is possible th*t the father of the constitution did not contemplate the use of the senate and presidency as advertising machines for the country lawyer. . but to such base uses have they come.

When democrats make charges Mgslnet rtpublicnai»m theyoften call in republican witnesses to prove them. >S«notor Hoar, of Massachussets, thus speaks in the Senate of the republican administration of U. S. Grant:

“I hare heard that suspicien hannt 8 the footsteps of the trusted cornpan ions of the president. I have seen in the state in the union foremost in power and wealth, lour judges of her courts Impeached for sorruption, and political administration of her chief city become a disgrace and a by-word throughout the world. I have seen the chairman of the committee on military affairs in the ,house, now a distinguished member of this court, rise in his place and demand the expulsion of four of his associates for making sale of their official privilage ot selecting the youths to be educated at our great military school. Whe the greatest railroad of the worldj bidding together the continent and uniting the two great seas which, waste our shores, was finished, I have seen our national triumph and exul. tation turned to bitterness and sham e by the unanlmsug reports of three commit tees of congress—two of the house an d one here—that ever step of that e^terpri o6 has been taken in fraud.” It is well to recollect that the Grant crow is dow making history repeat Itself.

“I was traveling oncejin the old North state,” began the true blue Arkansas, I saw a man a little distance ahead of me, pointing, as I thought.Ja long gun at something up in a persimmon tree. I reined up m$ horse to wait for him to fire. After wailing some time and no firing done, I noticed that the man did not seem to be raking any sight, but appeared to be shifting the piece from time to time, so I hailed him and asked him what he was up to. “Raising pork for markst,” answered he, without turning to tae. I rode up and that tar heel had a little shoat tied to a pole, holding it up to eat persimmons.”