Daily Wabash Express, Terre Haute, Vigo County, 17 September 1888 — Page 2
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SKf'HKTAHV OF STATE
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BRUCE CARR. of Orange.
TREASURKR OF STATK
JULIUS A. LEMCKE, of Vanderburg.
ATTOltNEY-fiKNERAL,
LEWIS T. MICHENER, of Shelby.
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CONGRESSMAN,
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COMMISSIONERS.
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THE MONDAY EXPRESS.
Tun
MONDAY EXI'KKHS
successful feature of
is an assured
TIIK DA HA EX-
IM I:SS. This morning's issue goes to as many subscribers as the daily with a few exceptions, and they will soon be with us.
The Monday newspaper is as much a necessity as the newspaper the day after a holiday. In former times the newspaper suspended work on the holiday and gave its readers no newspapers on the following day, when they were again about their usual business and wanted their usual supply of news in a newspa
per. No issue of
TIIK IVXTKKSS
I\Y
will be so
thoroughly "looked over" as the
MON-
Hxi-UI'.ss. We say this in the wry of a gentle hint to t.he advertiser.
THE MILLS BILL-FREE TRADE.
Ills evident Irom the events of the past few weeks that the progress towards free trade in the United suites has been much greater than was generally expeeted. However niucli the manufacturing Interests may deny It. the fact Is patent that «real progress has been made on the road toward absolute free trade, and particularly has this been the ease since the date of the delivery of the president's message. Our Iron and steel manufacturers look with very much Interest on the movement which is now going on "on the oth-r side." for trade there so ultimately Iniliienees our own.—| London Iron and Coal Trades Review, July 27,1888.
The tariff bill in the United States has passed the house of representatives by Hi I to Unvotes. The bulk of the people are beginning to set their backs up at paying thro' the nose for their iron and steel and other commodities. As It stands now the states are decidedly going tor free trade, and this wilt be the Democratic cry at the next eleetlon.-l London Iron Trade Circular, July 2S. 18X8.
The president feels compelled to characterize tlie attempt to brand him as a free trader as deception, hut for all that the electoral conflict now in progress is a conlllct between free trade ami protection and nothing else.—[London News. July 6. 1888. ••Free immigration of Chinese would be advantageous as furnishing a class ot cheap and etlicient laborers. Senator Thurman in United States senate In IST'J.
The equinoctial storm seems to have arrived a few days ahead of time. There is no particular objection to this except by the local base ball cranks who were ail expectancy for a game yesterday in which a league club was to take part.
TIIK EXPKK.SS
finds in the editorial col
umns of the New Albany Ledger, our Democratic contemporary with a hitch in its support of the tariff policy of its party, the following:
X. c. Crawford, the World's versatile and able correspondent who recently returned from a year's sojourn in Kurope. draws a gloomy picture of England's present condition. He says there Is In that country -a general failure of the agricultural crop, owing to the bad rainy season. This adds greatly to the general distress. England is suffering greatly from the competition of Herman workingmen. The agents oft he New York Importers now CO to (ierniany for many staple articles ef mer
chandise formerly made In England. Germans actually compete with the English In their homes. Yet Germany has had a protective tariff but a few years. As Mr. Jarrett showed these few years have been sufficient to increase its productive capacity, which means employment to laborers and a home market, to the extent that it now goes into England to compete with the English manufactures. If Germany can do this in a few years what must be, and is, the advantage to this country?
THE MAIN STREET GRADE.
"A
Citizen" writes to
THE EXPRESS
this morning to protest against the highhanded proceeding of the Street Car company in changing the grade of Main street. It is said, on good authority, that the company can be compelled to restore Main street to the condition it was in before the company did what has been done.
If the company has chosen to raise the issue of authority as to the control of the city's streets it is as well, perhaps, that the question of authority be settled right now and here. The street car franchise in this city is a most valuable one, and is daily increasing in value. The question now presented by this forward act of the company is, if we are to experience the miseries of street car supremacy in Terre Haute municipal affairs that has disgraced other cities. Why not make the company restore Main street to its former grade?
C. 0. 1).
Jones, who was on a "private detective" force for a while has given up his position on account of his iiealth. He says that he was reduced to a mere "shadow" the llrst week he served.
"(ieneral, win you throw any light on the ijuestion whether the face, in a case of Instantaneous death will preserve the expression It hail at that Instant'.'"
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-1 only remember one case. That was where a man In our regiment, who was laughing at the time, had his head cut off by a fragment of shell." "Well?" "Oh, Ills countenance fell Immediately."
Young man, ere you decide that the majority of feminine acquaintances have small feet, remember that It's only the small ones you get to see.
Brown, who was seen to kick a footless beggar out of his office, excused his conduct on the plea that the fellow was a no-toe-rlous drunkard.
"Excuse me stranger, but where in sheol did I ever see you before?" "I don't know. I'm sure, but from the way you put the question I think It must have been Chicago."
Mrs. Jason—"Mr. Jason, you were drinking last night. Don't try to deny it." Mr. Jason—"Yep.' "Well, I should think you'd want to go somewhere and hide your diminished head." "It hasn't begun to diminish yet."
An Indiaua town named Berne was destroyed by tire a few days ago. (All paragraphic rights reserved.)
St. Peter—"Well, what are your credentials?" Applicant—"I mas a minister of the gospel for ten years." "(rood." "In that time I preached over one thousand sermons." "Well done." "Officiated at two hundred funerals." "That's excellent." "And married over a hundred runaway couples." "Turn downstairs, first door to the left.
BALLADE OF YE SMALL-FOOTKl) CHICAGO (ilKL. I.
A young man loved a Chicago young girl With a great and most fervorous fervor, 'Cause she wore such small shoes (they were cute
No. twos,)
Though he felt that he didn't deserve her. n. On the night they were wed. the young husband fled, And sought separation judicial, For those fairy feet, which he once thought so sweet Those feet were, alas! artificial!
Spake the judge to him then, "Youv'e no case, young man, I can't advise that you to law go, You saw with jour eyes, their Impossible sizehow long have you lived In Chicago.
THE MONDAY EXPRESS.
IN TIIK NICK OF TIME.
Paris Beacon. Realizing the necessities of the campaign Tun TKKUK HAITK EXI-KKSS exhibits Its enterprise by Issuing a Monday issue. It comes In time to be appreciated.
Ol'lt
NOSK FOR NKWS.
Lafayette Call. The had a suicide and two murders in the vicinity or Terre Haute late Saturday night and Sunday and THE EXTKKSS
people
became SO excited
about it that they got out a Monday morning paper and say they will henceforth Issue seven days In the week. TIIK KXI-KFSS Isone of our livest exchanges. with a splendid nose for news, and brimfull of enterprise. We extend a friendly hand and congratulate.
TIIK LIVKI.IKST OF TIIK LOT.
Koekvllle Republican. TilK TKKKK HACTK EXPUKSS, the liveliest daily on the Wabash, is now published on Monday. The first regular Monday edition came out this week.
VOICE OF THE PEOPLE.
Main Street's tirade.
To the Editor of the Exp.v Sui: 1 noticed In your Issue of the 14th Inst., an article under the heading: "The Main Street tirade." Would It be amiss to ask whose business it is and whose business It was to control such an Important matter as grading Main street? Some years ago this street was put in splendid order and pronounced good. Hardly had the work been completed, when In comes the Street Car company and constructed the track and with an utter disregard for the opinion of the public raised their ewn grade about one foot or more higher than the street, and In this condition it lias been for years. The damage done to the street by this raising of the grade is apparent to everyone. One of the greatest dam.iges resulting therefrom has been the narrowing of the street by ten to filteen feet. Ought not the car company be compelled to repair such damages? Before the street cars ran on that street, the repairs were very light, but since that time Main street has been a source of great expense to the citizens, shall we stand It longer? It has been suggested by some one that Main street be paved, a conduit built on each side In the places now occupied by the gutters, the sidewalks widened, etc.. etc. If our city finances were such as to warrant lavish expenditure, such a sclienie might be considered in earnest, providing the necessity existed for doing S3. The fact is our sidewalks are wider now than those of many other cities of the same size. But there are some merchants who want to make additional storeroom out of the sidewalk, and not content with four feet from the building. Some of them even go so fa' as to pile their goods way out to the outer edge, almost entirely blockading the way, and Interfering with pedestrians. If the stores are not deep enough enlarge them, but do not monopolize the sidewalks. Trusting that our city fathers will see to all of these and enforce the law
If necessary. By all means save further excuses to the city. OLD CITIZKN. TKKHK HAUTK. September 15.
fWrltWn for the Express.] HOPE.
He was an artist, with light-brown, close cut curls, a curling brown mustache, a clear, fair skin, the whitest teeth, and handsomest figure in the world.
He wore neither slouch hat nor velveteen coat did not look at all "picturesque," but quite a fashionable man, and instead of the inevitable easel and paint box, he carried a neat portmanteau in his shapely, white, artist's hand.
He stepped to the station platform, and before he had time to look around, a girl, clad in a blue serge gown, came up to him and said, quietly: "Mr. Ralston, is it not?" "Yes," he answered. "Then come with me, please," said she, leading the way across the platform. "Never mind your luggage Franklin shall to that." She spoke to a servant, who stood by a dog cart at the step, and he took Ralston's check and portmanteau. Ralston followed her to where a couple of prancing chestnut ponies and a basket phaeton stood, and before he could offer his assistance, the strap was undone, and he helped her into the buggy.
He noticed that she seized the reins and held them, firmly and, when one of the ponies began to curvert and prance, laid the whip over his Bhining body, as if such actions were a matter of course, and to be expected of a lively little steed, but quieting him immediately, with her brown, ungloved, firm little hands. "So you are Mr. Ralston?" said she, as they entered a shady green lane, and flew along the soft dirt-road. "Well, I am Hope Curtis. I have lived with Miss Kingsly for two years, and have often heard her speak of her nephew, Roderick Ralston. She is somewhat related to me, too—fortieth cousin, or thereabouts, and so, of course, I am the same relation to your mother. You've come to do some sketching, I suppose?" "Yes I remember this place as very beautiful. I visited my aunt many times when I was a boy, and I think I shall stay about a fortnight. Do you go about much, Miss Curtis?" "Oh, yes, indeed! I ramble all over the country up hill and down dale, and gather ferns and flowers, and sketch a little now and then and ride to my heart's content. Beside my ponies, I have a splendid thorough-bred and I saddle him, and gallop everywhere. Oh yes, I have visited every nook and nest, in wood and in field, and there isn't a prettier place on the globe."
She laughed a breezy little laugh, and touched her ponies lightly with her whip.
They turned out of the lane and were on the smooth country road, with meadows stretching away on either side and a dark blue looking line of woods all around. Here and there was a little white cottage, showing roof and chimney from among the trees surrounding it in one meadow a flock of sheep cropped the green grass, and in another herds of soft-eyed, short-horned cows browsed.
It was all new, yet old, to Roderick Ralston. He had traveled this same road many times when a lad, but had not seen the place for seven years, having been abroad, and studying his loved art diligently all that time.
In a few minutes more, the chimneys and towers of Kingsly appeared above the surrounding elm trees, and in a few more they entered the gates. "I have often driven up this drive," said Ralston and Miss Curtis, without a word, put the reins in his hands. "How real it all seems!" he continued, as a gentle turn brought them full in sight of Kingsley "And I must thank you, Miss Curtis, for the pleasure of this lovely drive."
They alighted at the door, where Miss Kingsley, a dear, plump, little woman, stood, smiling affably, to welcome them, while Franklin led off the ponies, and unloaded the dog-cart. "Roderick! My dear boy, how tall you are!" exclaimed his aunt, as he stooped to kiss her. "Why, you were but a lad when I last saw you but that was seven years ago. Can it be possible! And you're very handsome, too, my boy," she added in a whisper. lie was thankful Hope did not hear this last. She had gone upstairs, after directing Franklin about the ponies. "Hope persisted in going to meet you," said Miss Kingsley, as they entered the drawing room. "She wouldn't let Franklin go, only for your luggage." "May I ask, Aunt, wljp she is? You never spoke of her to me, and she says she's a relative of mother's." "Distant—yes on our father's side. Your mother never knew of her. Neither did I, until her father wrote, about two years ago, that her mother had died and asked me if I would take the dear child. I will confess, I felt a little scared at first not knowing anything about her, but I couldn't refuse Richard. And I have never regretted it— never! She is the dearest girl in the world, and takes all the care from my shoulders. And so young too—she is only IS, Roderick."
At dinner, Roderick sat opposite Miss Curtis, and had plenty of opportunity to study her, taking care not to stare, or let her see him looking at her. But I think she knew he was studying her, though she seemed perfectly unconsoious.
She had exchanged her blue serge gown for one of deep crimson, and he saw, as she walked into the dining room, that she was tall and slender, with an exquisitely moulded form, graceful, and somewhat stately.
Her eyes and hair were brown,—the the former of that shade which toler atee no hint of black large and brilliant,—the latter, with a faint tinge of gold in it. It was twisted in a loose,
TERRE HAUTE EXPRESS, MONDAY MORNING, SEPTEMBER 17,1888.
curling coil on her head, with a cloudy, curled "bang" above her forehead. The skin was white and pure, heft- lips and cheeks were of the rarest, most beautiful pink. Not red,—red would not have suited her face at all.
Hr brows were delicate ani strong, arching above the eyes, yet with the faintest curve, which gave so much character to the face and the strip of forehead which showed below the hail, was of ivory whiteness.
She was such an original young lady! as he found out that evening. She was perfectly educated and refined, yet had very decided little mannerisms of her own said "honestly, now," "I guess," and so on, and defined things with strong adjectives, such as "splendid," "grand," and. "perfectly magnificent."
The next morning Robert was wakened by a merry whistle mocking-bird notes mixed with the twitter of the robin and the trill of the canary.
It was Miss Curtis, out on the lawn, in a dark-green riding-habit sauntering across the grass, with the bridle of a handsome thorough-bred over her arm, the pretty creature cropping the emerald grass and yellow daisies. "She's just come in from a canter," thought Roderick, plunging into his clothes. "Won't she think I'm lazy, though, sleeping all this time?" and brushing his hair carefully, he went down and out upon the sunny lawn. "No doubt you think me horribly lazy, Miss Curtis, said he, lifting his hat, "when I tell you that I have been sleeping profoundly all the while you've been riding this fine morning." "Oh, well—men are all lazy. I'm not at all surprised," said Hope, laughing. I should be very much so, though, if you'd get up early."
This piqued him considerably. So it was her opinion that men were all lazy, was it? Well, hereafter he would get up at dawn, and force her to change her mind. "I think you are very hard on us, Miss Curtis," said he, looking down into the sweet, saucy face.
She was so refreshingly audacious and original, this beautiful girl, and it was good to hear her express her views, even_ though she "trod on his own toes," as it were.
He was used to the namby-pamby, lackadaisical, or thejbrilliant.gay, "fast" damsels of his native town, and here was a girl who was neither fast nor flimzy.
To be sure, Miss Cleudia Merriwig was very much the same and rich too but Miss Merriwig showed by her actions that she was to be had for the asking, and Roderick was heartily sick of her. "When are you going to begin your sketching?" asked Hope, startling him out of his reverie, and laughing to see him start at the sound of her voi^e. "I should like to go to-day, if you will come too, and 'show me places,"' said he. "Yea, I'll go, and I promise you I shall take you through briar and bramble, for you've got to go through such trials to find the best places." "Very well, I'm willing. I fancy I can stand it as well as you." "Don't flatter yourself," said she, quietly. "I'm quite used to it, and am slender, and you have exceedingly broad shoulders, you know, and will be likely to stick fast in places I can just run through."
There was not the ghost of a smile on her face, as she said this, but her eyes grew luminous when she added: "But when you pass all that, you will find spots more lovely than any on earth."
They walked fogether and after breakfast he prepared for his ramble. Hope was as good as her word. She led him through briars and brambles, and then showed him the most delicious bits of nature he had ever eeen.
Great trees, springing from beds of sweet fern, many feet, with vine-hung trunks, and crowned with rustling, billowy green leaves that "Clapped their little hands In glee,
With one continuous sound." The ground was dotted here and there with mid-summer wild flowers, great ferns sprang from the rich black earth, the sunlight fell on them in green gold patches, and quivered into the deep shadows, and on the gray bark of the trees.
Roderick seated himself on his sketching Btool, and painted, and Hope .pressed ferns in a book she brought with her, having peremptorily refused his offers of the stool, and seated herself on a stump behind him. "I know you'd paint me if I should sit where you could see me," said she, smoothing out the fronds and wiry stems in a maiden-hair. "You'd have to do it, out of courtesy, you know. I pity you, and sit back here." "But indeed, I should not," he answered, quite quietly, without a glance at her, and tracing in, with broad, quick Btrokes, the trunk of an elm tree. "Don't flatter yourself." "Very well. So much the better. But I'll not risk it. You do paint beautifully, Mr. Ralston," she said, with one glance over his shoulder.
After this they went often, and when there were no thorny paths, Miss Kingsly went with them, she and Roderick in the phaeton, generally, and Hope on her horse. Thus the fortnight passed, and Miss Kingsly easily persuaded her nephew to stay longer.
Of course Roderick Ralston was in love with Hope, dreaming all sorts of dreams, and imagining he couldn't live without her. And Hope was as careless and indifferent, if not as gay, as ever.
But Ralston didn't sketch much, after the first few weeks. His few water color pictures lay, all unheeded in his trunk, while he and Hope Curtis cacj tered, drove, or strolled over the country, drinking in the soft, warm air, or
swung idly 9 the hammocks on hot afternoons.— Once Hope asked, him what he intended doing with his sketches. He should paint large copies of them in oil, he told her, and hang them in the academy that winter, for exhibition.
Roderick Ralston's name and fame were already well known and well established. He had passed his struggling, impecunious days, and was rapidly rising in the world of art.
He asked Hope one day to let him draw her head in crayon. She consented, and one morning early in September, they went out on the cool, dim terrace, where he sat down to draw her head.
Hope's hair was loose and hanging in heavy, rich, warm waves over her shoulders. She wore a white garden hat, of mull and lace, and her pale, pink dress was cut square in the neck with a briil of narrow lace around it. "I want you to throw your head a little back and side-wise,—so, and look up here at the sky,—so. It shows off your eyes, splendidly," said Ralston. "That's a very pretty compliment, but I'm afraid it will be a horrid silly picture," said Hope, settling herself on the chair he drew up for her.
She let her eyes rove round till he had the face drawn in outline, then gazed at an oriole's nest which swung a little distance behind Roderick's shoulder and above.
Sitting thus, there grew unconsciously into her eyes, a melancholy sadness, and drew down the corners of the sweet mouth. And Roderick drew it all. When it was done Hope came and stood beside him. "Does that really look like me?" she asked. "I really think it does," he answered. "But what an expression! It is so sad, —so—so hopelessl Why didn't you tell me, so I could look gay^ind silly?" "I'd rather have you sad than silly," said Ralston. Hope laughed, and tripped away.
Roderick held his picture at arm's length, and gazed at it through halfclosed eyelids.
It was marvelously lovely. The head was thrown a little back, and over the right shoulder,—just enough to show the graceful throat and chin.
The eyes were raised a little, showing perfectly the dark lashes, the white fullness of the ball itself, and the deep, dark irids. The white hat threw a faint shade across the upper part of the face the curls fell on forehead, neck and shoulder.
There was, as Hope said, a hopeless look in the face, lending greatly to its beauty. "By Jove!" muttered Ralston. "That shall be painted, and hung on the academy walls."
He showed the picture to Miss Kingsly, who exclaimed at the beauty and likeness.
At last there came a day when Roderick felt that he could keep the state of his feelings no longer. He told his aunt that be loved Hope Curtis, and was going to ask her to marry him. "Well, my boy," said she, laying her hand on his arm "all I can say is, I wish you success."
He wrote along letter to his mother, telling her everything for he kept no secrets, man though he was, from his mother.
He went sketching early the next morning, and when he came back Hope had gone for a drive.
At about ten o'clock Franklin came into the drawing-room, where Miss Kingsly and Mr. Ralston sat talking, his face very pale.
He said that while Miss Hope was driving, the ponies became frightened at something and ran away, throwing her out of the phaeton. There were men bringing hec in now, and she was badly hurt.
They hurried out into the hall, where her still form lay on a stretcher, and men stood around with bent heads and tearful eyes.
Miss Kingsly and Roderick together threw back the covering, saw a still form, a white face and closed eyes, while the bright blood was slowly hardening on the cruel gash in the left temple then, with a groan, Roderick Ralston fell senseless across her dead body.
I think he really loved her, for he never married and lives now, alone, in his bachelor apartments, painting, always painting.
The people marvelled at the picture which occupied the place of honor, that winter, at the academy. It was a lifesized painting of the head and shoulders of a young girl, with brown eyes and hair, wearing a pale-pink dress, and white lace—and—mull garden hat.
They marvelled, because the little card in the corner bore the word "Hope" and there was such a hopeless sadness in the eyeB.
ELIZABETH MORTON DELMAK.
S'toningtou's Haunted House.
The New London (Conn.) Telegram says: "Standing on the west side of Main street, in Stonington, is a house owned by the heirs of the late Courtland Palmer. Said house is a large and pretentious residence that has stood vacant for several months. Upon several occasions recently people in passing that vicinity have reported seeing lights moving around the house and
Btrange
noises proceeding therefrom. But little attention, however, has been paid to the reports, and no investigation of the affair was made until Monday night, when between 8 and 9 o'clock, lights were again seen in different parts of the house—first by children of Dr. George D. Stanton, who lives in the adjoining house. They immediately reported the facts to their father, and he proceeded to investigate the matter, first by observation, which tended to convince him that some one was upon the premises, aB he could plainly see the lights move from one portion of the house to another, and also distinguish, as he thought, some person lighting matches near the windows as he moved from room to room. Fully convinced in his mind that some marauder was upon the premises, the doctor at once notified Constable Wood, and obtaining the keys to the premises the two started forth to investigate. Stealthly they unlocked the door leading to the main hall, and taking the precaution to lock the same to prevent the escape of the supposed intruder, they made a thorough and careful search of every portion of the house, but could find no trace of any person, or anything to indicate the presence of any intruder."
Earnest Little Christians.
Mother—Why, Bobby, you are very late from Sunday school did you come directly from the church?"
Bobby (with conscientious rectitude) —No, ma the teacher told us that cleanliness was next to godliness, so after Sunday school was out some of the boys went in swimming.—[New York Sun.
Does This Settle It?
Mr. Eli Wright, of Youngstown, O., has received a transcript from the records at Washington that shows him to have been the youngest soldier in the late war. He enlisted when 12 years and 1 month old.
fWritten for the Express.] GROVER WENT A-FISHING.
ANONYMOUS.
Poor Grover was so very sad, Over his prospect for this fall His chances seemed so desp'rate bad.
He'd scarcely any hope at all: Since the solid South was breaking, The Northern Mugwumps would not stand. And the Union wave was shaking
One again, our patriot land. .*:
He said: To stop this mighty tide, "t Before It overwhelmes me quite. Hv I'll get the British on mi side.
And Canada, with ell her might I've friends enough In Canada, Who In my cause their best will do: I've pleasured them In many a way.
And now they ought to pull me thro'
"Old copperheads, I know them all They're everyone my kith and kin, And they must help me stem this squall,
Or else I'm sure I'll never win. I'm lost unless they rescue me, And that right well they, too, must know That I their friendly mugs may see,
And they their darling love may show.
I'll go a tlshlng In their parts, For gudgeon I will bait my hooks, And angle for their foolish hearts,
And draw them to me with soft looks. I'll let them snub our seamen brave Insult, and drive them from their ports. Nor any redress shall they have I'll close against them all the courts."
He ilshed along the coast awhile. With wond'rous luck,'-to him It seemed,— As plainly showed his smirk, and smile
Of danger near, he never dreamed, Till once he hooked a huge Canuck, Who jerked him plump Into the drink And made hlni curse his Usher's luck,
Without a moment's time to think.
Great guns! It made him awful mad, To get his precious carcas wet But all the redress that he bad,
When on the morrow congress met Was a message sent, all on Are, And full of guns, and drums, and swords Expressive of his burning Ire,
In great long, brave, and bloody words.
He'd have revenge, Indeed he would, He'd show those smiling British that: Sir! they should kill our dog, they should
Becanse they went and killed our cat. If they refuse to sell us bait, Their millions we no more would let Them pay our roads, to move their freight:
At any cost we'd even get,
Poor Grover! how he raved, and fumed, And frowned, and shook his head, and swore, And In his blust'rlng wrath presumed,
To tear his no, the senate's hair he tore: He grasped the British lion's jaw At least, In pantomime, he did,— But trembled In his mighty maw,
And went behind the door, and lild.
If congress now will hold the brute, And point his nose the other way He'll teach him with his thirteen boot.
Just how—he does not like to say He'll make him tuck his tall and run Like any cur, or coward elf And If he does not do It soon,
He'll face about and, do't himself.
Ile'd like to hope the fuss he's made Will somehow work his re-election Since he Is wholly for free trade.
And, also, wholly for protection. But, Grover ,that can never be The people's choice you never were, And In next March, as you will see,
Our president will take his chair.
KILLED BY A STANDING COLLAR.
Asphyxia ami Apoplexy Brouftlit On liy Falling Asleep With One On.
John Cruetz, a German musician, was found dead sitting on a bench in Druid Hill park, Baltimore. The body was inclined forward and the face of the dead man was purple as though death had been caused by strangulation. The park officers discovered a thin blue mark over the man's windpipe and around the neck just above a stiff celluloid collar nearly tfwo inches high. It was this collar the coroner declared upon examination that had caused the man's death. Cruet/, had a quarrel with his wife yesterday morning, and as was his wont when these frequent family jars occurred he got drunk. In the park he sat down on the bench and fell into a drunken sleep during which his head dropped, the celluloid collar caught him under the windpipe and in a few minutes he was a dead man. The coroner explained that the stiff collar in addition to stopping up the windpipe checked the flow of blood through the already contracted veins, causing death from asphyxia and apoplexy. This is believed to be the lirst fatal case of collar choking that has ever occurred.
North Against South.
Northern congressmen have tried, as a rule, to represent the will of their constituents. They have no machine for bulldozing voters or for fraudulently counting votes, and cannot be as independent of constituents as many Southern members are. The votes of Northern and Southern representatives on various tariff bills for the last forty years contrast as follows:
Northern. Southern. Pro Free Pro Free tection. Trade. tection. Trade.
1812 ... 93.... ...30... 10 69 1816 ... 73.... ...66... ...20 58 1867 ... 70... ...58... ... 2 60 1861 95... ....21... ... 7 21 1866 ... 94.... ..43... 1.... ...6 1883 ...137... ...59... ....15.... ....57 1884 .... 144... ...80... ...15.... 75 18^6 June ....146..v ...61.... 11 79 1886 December. ...140... ....62.. ...14 .. ..87
New York Tribune.
Figures Won't Lie.
Gentleman—What will you whitewash my barn for, Uncle Rastus? Uncle Ristus (figuring)— Lemme see, two an' three are six an' fo' and fo' are sebben. Dat job, Mistah Smif, will cost you fo'ty dollars.
Gentleman—That's too much. Uncle Rastus—Dat's wat it Aggers, sah yo' kan't go back on fiiggerB. I lost money On er job wunce kase I didn't figger on de cos'. |New York Sun.
Learning langerous Thing.
Uncle Rastus (to young hopeful)— 'Dolphus, yo' young rascal, yo' take dat slate pencil outen yo' mouf and stop chewin' it. 'Dolphus—Yes, pa.
Uncle Rastus—Don' you know it am dangerous to de linin' ob de stummack to chew Blate pencils? Some day eddication will kill yo', chile, kill yo' sho'.— [New York Sun.
Hardly Worth Willie.
Country Minister (to boy fishing)—I'm sorry to see you fishing on Sunday, little boy.
Little Boy—Ain't you goin' a fishin', too, mister? Country Minister—I am fishing for souls.
Little Boy—Well, you'll find *em werry small an' shy in these parts, mister.
Andrew Carnegie's income is $1,500,000 a year, $125,000 a month, $28,000 a week, $4,120 a day, $343.40 a minute, and $95 a second.
EXPRESS PACKAGES.
'T Is said In sunny eastern lands afar. When night usurps the relim of golded day: And o'er the hill-tops glows the evening star.
The silver-noted but-bul tunes his lay And dark-eyed hourls listen with delight. While sings the minstrel ot the orient night.
But la our changeful occidental clime, When the hot summer day has closed Its eye. The blue-eyed maiden wnuld not give a dime
To hear the bul-bul's tender melody The Ice cream peddler's bell she'd rather hear That music ravishes the maiden's ear. —Boston Courier.
Bar Harbor—A saloon. Chantilly lace is still liked by ladies of sedate tastes.
People become noted, but not famous, for peculiarities. New York ladies wear (lowers in the street all the year.
There have been 350 marriages at City Hall, N. Y., this year. A nice new all-wool dress stuff is called armure ottoman.
The first cranberries in market this year were wild ones from Jersey. A dentist ought to make an excellent farmer. He has made a study of roots.
The Harbor Springs (Mich.) wooden toothpick factory makes l,800,0o0,000 picks a day. .Dr. Andrews, from Adrian, Mich., pried, thirty six bird 6hot out of one watermelon thief.
Some of the most elaborate toilets seen in Washington are worn by Mrs. Hitt, wife of the congressman from Illinois. All her dresses are made in Paris, and many of them come from Worth's.
Texas will furnish this year the oldest voter in the United Slates. His name is Richard Kidd, and he is 115 years of age. Mr. Kidd's mind is clear and hisstrengl remarkable for one his age. He will vote the Democratic ticket.
Two esteemed contemporaries at Kansas City are at loggerheads over the correctness of the sentence: "Let you and I take a drink." The phrase is ungrammatical, but it seems to be conceded that it gets the drink in Kansas City, just the same.
A California company has been organized to manufacture soap out of a material that is skimuied from a boiling spring in that state. The substance hardens by exposure to the air, is like soft clay, and is supposed to be a mixture of borax, alkali and lubricating oil.
The colossal statute of John Marshall, thought to be the first to discover gold in California, will stand on Marshall Hill, in Eldorado county, where he lirst found gold. It will represent him as a backwoodsman, holding a nugget in his right band and pointing eastward with his left.
Professor Crowell, of Amhert college, is so blind that his wife has to lead him through the streets of Boston. She reads to him the lessons of the day before he goes to the class room, and he has such a remarkable memory that his affliction is of little consequence. He is very popular with the students.
Miss Susan Hale mourns the obliteration of the quiet sea-side hamlet. She says that she has discovered, one after another along the Massachusetts coast, only to have them destroyed, as far as her comfort was concerned, by the march of fashion. There is one left, she says, and there she is at present hiding.
Graham, Mo., had a novel barbecue recently. Members of the three political parties—Democrats, Republicans and Prohibitionists—met for three days, and devoted a day each to the presentation of their several doctrines. Nineteen oxen were slaughtered, and 2,000 persons ate of the flesh and heard the speeche?.
We have all heard of persons who have been swallowed up by quicksands, and a dreadful death it must be but here is a form of death quite as bad On Monday Frank Glidden, lobster hunter, went about his task on the Beverly (Mass.) flats, and while so employed stepped into a bottomless mud hole. He couldn't get out, and gradually sank until the mud closed over and smothered him.
German journalism has just entered on its third century. In 1038 Christian Thomasius, who thought the excessive use of Latin was an impediment to learning, and who wanted to see Germany free from the influence of scholastic pedantry, established at Leipsic a monthly periodical in the German language, in which he showed great skill in dealing with the questions which interested him. Thomasius' monthly lived two years, and was the first journal or periodical printed in the German language.
Bees and homing pigeons recently raced between Hamm and Rhynern, Bel gium. The towns are an hour apart, and the bet was that twelve bees would beat twelve pigeons in making the distance. Four drones and eight workirg bees were well powdered with Hour ard released at the same instant with tie pigeons at Rhynern. A drone reached home four seconds in advance of the first pigeon the three other drones anil one pigeon came in neck and neck, and the eight working bees came in just a trifle, about a length ahead of the ten pigeons.
Elder Joseph Harvey, of Fil.tsfield, N. H., who recently preached a sermon on the fiftieth anniversaay of his ordination as a preacher, has been longer in the the pulpit than any clergyman in the state, if not in New p]ngland, anil the record of his work is remarkable. He has averaged four sermons a week during those fifty years, and the total is 10,400 discourses. He has conducted 2,000 funerals, and so many weddingB that he has lost track of the number, and he has preached in every town in the state, in nineteen states and territories and in three of the British territories.
A few days ago the school house near Perrysville, Ark., was the scene of a terrible knife duel. The teacher, Win. Clinton, had whipped one of his pupils, a 14-year-old girl, with a small switch. The brother of the girl sent Clinton word that he would meet him at the school house and whip him. Monday morniDg the young man visited the school room to execute his threat. Clinton drew a knife, as did his antagonist. The men grappled, stabbing each other in a frightful manner. Some of the older pupils interfered and succeedeil in getting their knives from them and separating them, but it is believed that both were moi tally wounded.
About a year ago an agent for the Society for the Prevention of Cruelty to Animals visited an old farmer at North Beleliertown, Mass., and told him that the horse he was using had outlived its usefulness, and should not work more. The farmer at once killed the horse, and apparently vowed that he would not buy another one, for, though he is quite able, he has
not
owned one since, although he
works his farm. The other day a neighbor riding by saw a man in the shafts of a wagon drawing hay from the field to the barn. He questioned the farmer, who said that he had been using a tramp to help get in his hay, and that the fellow could draw quite a load.