Democratic Sentinel, Volume 10, Number 4, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 26 February 1886 — UNION ITEMS. [ARTICLE]
UNION ITEMS.
Roads rough. Weather fair. Health geneiully good in this vicinity. Quite a freeze last Monday night. Prospect for wh?at good, altho’ the weather is rather severe on it at present. The schools are m a prospero. s condition. , J. E. Alter holds night school, Tuesday add Fri ay evenings of each week, 'at Rose Bud, for instruction in Arithmetic. Singing school at Wild Lily, Wednesday evenings. A. M. Munden, instructor. The teachers of Union will hold their last Institute Saturday, February 27,1886. They extend a cordial invitation to teachers of adjoining townships. Literary, Thursday nights, at Harrington. Come everybody and see the fun and receive instruc-
tion.
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Peterson’s Magazine for March opens with an article that will attract more than ordinary interest: “Salem and Salem Witchcraft,” illustrated with engravings of the house where the witches were tried —a sac-simile of the death-war-rants, etc., etc. The other articles —origi. al stories —are all of the usual high character which distinguishes “Peterson.” There is a charming steel-engraving, “Dear Mamma” ;a mammoth colored fash-ion-plate; a colored pattern in Java canvas; and not less than fifty wood-cuts, illustrating fashions, embroidery-patterns, etc., etc. It seems to us that every lady, and ven every family must find this magazine indispensable. The price is but Two Dollars a year, which places it within the reach of all: with great deductions to clubs, and costly premiums for getting up clubs. Specimens are sent gratis to those wishing to get up clubs. Now is a good time to get up clubs. Address Charles J. Pei erson, 306 Chestnut Street, Philadelphia, Pa. Gainesville (Texas) Hesperian : A youngster picked up a niece of unslackedlimo on his way to school the other day and put it in his jacket pocket. During the session he jammed a wet sponge into his pocket and steam began to pour forth. He didn’t just know what to do, the whole school was in a roar of laughter, and the frightened teacher flew to his side, thinking that his clothing was on fire, and hastened to remove the combustibles irom his pocket. In doing so her hand was severely burned. He took a lecture upon his stupidity from his teacher with an air of amiability which suggested that he was satisfied if she was. ——ME— l Goods delivered at all points in Rensselaer, from the Chicago Grocery.
“Pink” Fishback has been talking to a Chicago paper, and here is what he said: I was one of the “Indianapolis colony” which was engaged in the editorial rooms of the old M ssouri Democrat, and whose mission was to rejuvenate journalism in the old town, when George T. Lanigan (who recently died) became attached to the paper. He was an odd-looking character when he arrived in the city from Canada. — His hair was white and his cheeks were as blooming as those of any girl you ever saw. He wore a sort of pea-jacket, with big buttons on it, and a pair of corduroy trowsers. As he went staring about the streets a policeman asked him what he was about. “None of your business,” retorted George, and he was forthwith hustled to the lock-up. The night editor went out and secured his release, but Lanigan felt so humiliated and the night editor so sympathe ic that morning found both of them behind the bars.— Lanigan was the most facile writer I ever saw and could reel off copy by the yard. He had a splendid education and a wonderful memory for literature of all kinds. It was not he who got up the smallpox sensation, however, as has been published, but George Harding, another well-known newspaper man, who was then a member of the force.
Gen. Bragg scalped most hand, somely the Republican gang that were barking at him during his defense of Fitz John Porter the other day in the House. A correspondent says: He was in the most happy form. His seat is in the center row, and he took his stand in the center of the eastern aisle. A t the beginning of each paragraph he would march down to the inner circle, where the members pass through the tellers, and standing there he would hurl philippic after philippic against Pope, McDowell, Stanton, Halleck, and others, that had tremendous effect on the other side. It was obvious that the true policy of the Republicans was to bear castigation in silence, but Steele and Cutcheon and Brumm could not be restrained. They continued to interrupt him, and as he overwhelmed them they would sink into their seats with the yelp of a bench legged mongrel shaken by a bull-dog. The Democrats-en-joyed the scene to the uttermost and greeted every climax with applause, in which the galleries heartily joined, and which would continue while the little man returned to the center f the aisle from whence he would again march down to the circle, when a stream of words would pour from his lips in a voice perfectly audible to every uart of the hall. After he had badgered and punished and bated the Republican party for nearly an hour, Steele called time on him, but the Speaker annnounced that he had six minutes remaining, whereupon a candid member on the Republican side said: “Thank God it is no more.” Peed, of Maine, showed his good ser.se and capacity for leadership by efforts to restrain his friends from interrupting him, but the galled jade’s withers were so wrung that they could not endure it, and the more they squirmed the more* they were tortured by the unmerciful little devil who was relentless in the punishment he meted out to them.
Chicago Herald: The eulogies of many of the ex-organs on Seymour and Hancock make queer reading. They were men above reproach in private life, one was a statesman of ripe experi nee, the other wrs a gallant soldier, the worldjis better for their live# in it, they were both great historic characters —but. But what? Why, they were Democrats. By and by somebody will reproach T. Jefferson and A. Jackson forbsing Democrats. For Hardware, go to Vanvoorst.
Andersn (C. CJJcrruH: A cqttain Mc'hcx i. t preacher cf this county tclk.it upon himself that while cn hi.; travels recently ho stepped awhile before sundown r.t a house to pend the night, and after entering the house the dog came in, approached him good-na-turedly. and then, as if he had ascertained who the visitor was, immediately went out an got after the chickens in the yard. Ex-Sheriff John W. Powell has leased the Halloran Livery and Feed Stables, and respectfully solicits a liberal share of the public patronagp. J. R. VanVoorst has traded his farm east of town for the Cleaver stock of hardware at Rensselaer, and will move to that place by the first of April to take charge of the establishment. We regret th efloss of so enterprising and reliable a young man as Mr. V., but are sure he will be in the front rank* of business men where he goes, and be appreciated in the best circles of society. W. E. Reynolds negotiated this trade, and has for sale or rent the farm mentioned.-—Monti-cello Herald.