Daily Wabash Express, Terre Haute, Vigo County, 28 July 1889 — Page 4

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VOMEN WORTH MILLIONS.

The Countless Wealth in the Pos session of Some Maids and Widows.

MILLION-HEIRESSES NOT AT ALL UNUSUAL IN CITIES.

Wealthy Women With. Fads^The Rich Cattle Queens cf ,'the Western Plains."-s,

The "bead-roll of millionaires" recently published in the Sunday World not only surprised people who wondered what the country was coming to in a plutocratic way, but served also to reveal the fact that "the half had not been told" and that millionaires are as plentiful as blackberries in this part of the country. The names of forty New York women were also mentioned, each of whom is worth in her own right a million and more. There are probably as many as forty more of whom the same golden truth might be predicated. The rich women of America have been talked of and written about until some folks imagine impecunious foreign nobles do nothing but scheme to get at their hands and settlements. But the fact is the United States are full of wealthy women, full indeed of female millionaires who marry plain American citizens and settle down on this side the pond to useful and ornamental lives just like their lesB richly dowered sisters. Some of them even have laige families, in spite of the dictum that there shouldn't be more than two children to inherit one million.

There are indeed many more millionheiresses in this country than in any other. Here millionaires divide their property with some fairness between sons and daughters alike. As there are more millionaires and more daughters there are necessarily more million-heir-esses. Some of these Monte Gristos in petticoats are as well known to readera of the public prints as are the prominent politicians, base ball players and race horses of this glorious clime. Others have yet to dazzle the world with their ducats.

Wealthy women can afford fads. Most of them have fads, and their fads are apt to be described in print and make their possessors and promoters famous. Mrs. Mary J. Morgan had just as many millions before the sale of her orchids and porcelain several years ago as her estate was worth afterward. But the orchid sale was telegraphed and wondered' at all over the country. There's Mrs. Mark Hopkins, of Nob Hill, San Francisco, and Great Barrington, Mass. Her estate of 830,000,000 is said to show signs of able management. She has the building fad and is constantly putting up palaceB.

Miss St. Bierre—how many of the World's readers ever heard of her?—is a million-heiress, and a model and pretty one too, down in Tennessee. There she owns sever hundred thousand acres of mining lands,and has business enterprises in the vicinity of Chattanooga which, it is said, have cost $1,360,000 to organize. Miss Elizabeth Garrett inherited one-third of John W. Garrett's ?37,000,000, was her father's confidential secretary while he was president of the Baltimore fe Ohio railroad, and advised him on many occasions. She has been the head of the family since Robert Garret's decline. Her fortune is said to be unimpaired, although her brother's has been sadly depleted.

Miss Gwendoline Caldwell is one of the famous Caldwell sisters whose pet projects have mostly had relation to the Catholic Church, which they so love. The Caldwell girls have long been known as millionaire-heiresses in Baltimore and New York. The announcement of the forthcoming marriage of Miss Gwendoline to Prince Murat is the latest news from the market of American millions in foreign courts. Miss Linda Caldwell, her sister, remains a disengaged prize, living with her sister at present, for the most part in their Newport villa. Wealthy women have for years been much more common than beautiful women in the aristocratic seaside resort of Little Rhody. It was at Newport that Misg Catherine Lorillard Wolfe, the million-heiress, lived and died.

It is at Newport that Mme. Barrios, who is a property owner and resident of New York, and a citizen of the world, is seen to the best advantage. She has the godlike gifts of both beauty and millions. Mme. Barrios, the dashing young and brunette widow of the dictator of Guatemala, is worth not less than four or live millions of dollars, which, before the climax of his turbulent career, her husband had the good sense to invest securely for her in Paris and New York. A South American, who has been for several years contemplating, like Mme. Barrios, a removal of her residence to New York, is Dona Isadora Cousino, who bears off even above "Hetty" Green's head, the palm of being "the richest woman in the world." Dona Isadora isn't as young by half as Mme. Barrois, and while she may in her time have been as beautiful, she hasn's even now as many pretty daughters to plead her cause. Dona Isadora's agents here began preparing "a place" for her on Fifth avenue as long as eighteen months ago. But the tickle and fascinatins salt-gold-coal-ranch-and-cattle queen seems to have changed her mind. She has not "^yst deprived Chili of the golden splendor of her presence.

Mrs. Maurice B. Flynn, who was Miss Moss, is no doubt worth a million, or almost that sum, since her husband left his entire estate to her. It is more and more customary for rich men in this country to leave their property to their wives. San Francisco, Chicago, St. Louis, Denver, Philadelphia, Boston and Pittsburg have plenty of wealthy women whose millions come in this way.

Senator Palmer's wife was a millionheiress. As wife of the minister to Spain she has a great chance to regild the faded romance of the bankB of the Guadalquiver. Millionaires are not plentiful in Spain, and especially not female millionaires. The wife of Con-, gressman and Editor Tom Bayne, of Pittsburg, who was Miss Smith, the daughter of the partner of the famous Hostetter, of bitters and almanac fame, brought him a million and consequent influence. So to Congressman Hiatt, of Illinois, did his wife. So did Senator Hale's wife to him, from Zaoh Chandler. It is simply astounding how many men have climbed the political and Bocial ladder by the aid of the fortune of their better halves.

Mrs. Alexander Rav is one of Washington's millionaire widows. Her husband was a well-known miller. Miss Jennie Riggs is said to be one of the richest single women at the national capital. She inherited a million or two

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from her father to guard zealously from fortune-hunters. Mrs. Rogers, one of the Texas cattle queens, became by her husband's will the owner of a herd of 40,000 cattle. She married a preacher twenty years younger than herself. He had seven children and she took care of them. She also takes care of her cattle business, with which the young husband is not permitted to interfere. Texas, however, is full of cattle queens. Colorado has several said to be worth their millions.

Philadelphia is said to have women millionaires as follows: Mrs. J. Campbell Harris, said to be worth $5,000,000 Mrs. Thomas A. Scott, $3,000,000 her daughter, Mrs. Howell Bickley, $3,000,000 Mrs. Joseph Harrison, $2,000,000 Mrs. M. W. Baldwin, $2,000,000 Mrs. Bloomfield Moore, $2,000,000 Mrs. J. Edgar Thompson, $1,500,000 Mrs. H. S. Benson, $1,500,000 Mrs. Richard Townsend, one of the prospective heirs to an estate of $15,000,000 the three daughters of Mr. F. A. Drexel, each of them worth several millions and one of them now married MiBS Helen Erben, worth $1,000,000 the Misses Pugh, $500,000 Mrs. Thomas Clyde more than $1,000,000 Mrs. John Bohlen, $500,000 Mrs. St. George Tucker Campbell, $500,000 Mrs. William Wilstatch, $2,000,000, and Mrs. Thomas Balch and her daughter, $500,000.

The richest widow on the Pacific coast is Mrs. Mark Hopkins, widow of one of the Central Pacific syndicate. Her husband's estate proved up to $25,000,000, and the only two men in California who could justify on the widow's bond as executrix were Leland Stanford and Charles Crocker. They were compelled to justify in twice the amount of the estate and each swore that he was worth $46,000,000. Mrs. Hopkins is an elderly woman. The Hopkinses had no children but had adopted a son, whom Mrs. Hopkins married to a Miss Crittenden, a irotege of hers, providing her with the ot of a princess.

The richest young and unmarried woman on the Pacific coast is said to be Miss Jennie Flood, only daughter of the bonanza king. The richest prospective heiress in California is Miss Hattie Crocker, the only daughter of Charles Crocker, another of the railroad syndicate. She also is, like Miss Flood, rather plain in appearance. She is noted for ler charities and domestic virtues.

The whole value of "Billy" O'Brien's estate wbb a little over $9,000,000. After the legacies were paid the residue was turned over to Mrs. O'Brien's twosister's, Mrs. Coleman and Mrs. Joseph McDonough. These two ladies inherited $3,500,000 each.

The Indians and the Earthquake.

The Indians hereabouts are badly frightened over the recent shakeupe and fear that this portion of California will be ingulfed. There is an old Indian in Willow creek valley who has seen the snow of ninety odd winters and who declares that he can remember when a mountain near Frank Fleury's place on Willow creek sank and water surged up, covering the whole country, and that the water again subsided and the mountain rose once more. There is a tradition among the Indiana here that such a thing has occurred many times here, but this old fellow declares that he can remember such an occurrence. We are in the midst of a volcanic region, in fact all this portion of the country is of volcanic origin, and the frequent and severe shocks certainly indicate a renewed activity somewhere.—[Susanville (Cal.) Advocate.

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DE liRAZZA AMONG SAVAGES.

The Way He Managed Native* Who Refused to Sell Him Food.

"1 regard Savorgnan de Brazza, next to Stanley, as the greatest of living African travelers," said Mr. Carl Steekelmann in this city a few days ago, says the New York Sun. Mr. Steckelmann was to sail next day for the French Congo region, where he had already spent three years. "No one who has ever seen De Brazza on his travele," he continued, "could fail to recognize the fact that he was born to be an explorer. I shall never forget the time I met him far inland when I was traveling up the Kwilu river. "One day I reached a tribe who seldom saw white men. They were not hospitable, but finally concluded to sell me food. After a few hours I got on pretty friendly terms with them, and they allowed me to camp in the village. Suddenly I observed a little commotion among the natives. A few carriers were seen emerging from the forest, and with them was a slender, sad-faced, poorly clad white man. It was the governor of the French Congo himself, and he was off on one of his long tramps* through the country. "De Brazza approached a group of natives and asked them for food. The savages thought this was piling it on. 'No,' they said gruffly: 'we have one white man here already. You can't get food here. You had better go on your way.' "De Brazzo Baid nothing. He simply ordered his carriers to Iky down their load in the middle of the village. Then he sat down apart from the natives while one of the men unpacked his astronomical and other instruments. The explorer went to work to make observations for position and to calculate his altitude. "It was the strangest sight the natives ever saw—this white man studying his instruments bo intently, and figuring away on a bit of paper. They made up their minds that nis instruments were a very powerful fetich, and that this white man was a person not to be trifled with. Soon a crowd gathered around him, and when the curious blacks came too near, the explorer frightened them away by his gruff manner and impatient gestures. "'Get away from me. Clear out. Don't you see I'm busy? Let me alone,' he Baid. "At length De Brazza finished his work and put away his instruments. Some natives had been cooking their evening meal in front of their hut. Their meat and vegetables, which had been boiling in a pot, were ready, and the group gathered around the dying fire and began to eat De Brazza watched them for a minute or two. Then he took a tin plate and a large spoen, walked up to the pot, helped himself liberally to its oontente without saying a word to anybody, sat down by a tree and regaled himself with native cookery. He knew just the effect his actions had produoed upon the native mind and just what to da Then he told the villagers his men were hungry and must be fed. Fed they were with all they could eat, tor who would dare to oppoee a great medicineman who carried such a remarkable fetich as a theodolite? De Brazza slept in the village that night, and next morning he paid the natives well for all they hid given him and took his departure."

De Brazza is one of the few explorers who are perfectly willing, it need be, to live for months on native cookery. If he has no supplies at hand he ia not afraid to travel without them. Stanley said that De Brazza was one of the most di

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lapidated-looking objects he ever saw when he suddenly turned up on the Congo one day, barefooted and in rags. De Brazza relates, however, in the story of his early travels on the Ogowe, an experience that nearly upeet his equilibrium. He arrived at a village one day and requested a woman to cook him some dinner. She prepared the meal, and while he was eating it he asked his dusky host the name of the fish she had set before him. She replied that it was not fish but snake he was eating. Though he thought the dish an inviting one his imagination got the better of him, and the explorer says he suddenly lost his appetite and did not regain it until the next meal time.

How Empress Eugenie Prevented a Panic.

The first occasion on which Mme. Carette saw the empress was at a ball given to the imperial couple in the town hall at Fontainebleau in August, 1858— a fete which came near ending tragically. The ball-room had been installed on the upper story of the building the guests had assembled, and the emperor and empress had taken their places, when it was suddenly discovered that the ceiling of the room was in a dangerously dilapidated condition, and the motion of the dancers had so shaken the rickety old building, that the chandeliere over the throne were oscillating in the most alarming manner. The empress had a happy inspiration. She quietly rose, and, taking the emperor's arm, proceeded at a slow pace to the supper-room, followed by the greater part of the guests. It was then possible to warn the comparatively few that remained of the danger ana request them to leave. Thus the risk of a panic was averted and, although the ball came to a somewhat abrupt termination, there was no accident to life or limb.—[London Times.

Drink at Home and Abroad.

A comparison with foreign countries in the matter of drink is by no means unfavorable to the United States. While England, France and Germany consume per oapita nearly as much spirits as the United States, the English consume

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er oapita treble and the Germans the quantity of beer used by the American people, while the French consume fifty times our per capita quantity of wine. This comparison of consumption by the head is, however, an unreliable method of estimating relative degrees of national sobriety, inasmuch as there is in this country a far greater proportion of total abstinence people than m^any of the othera. While in Germany most of the women drink beer and in France wine, comparatively few American women taste either. The statistics warrant the conclusion that more people drink liquors in Germany and France, and that there is more drunkenness in the United States.—[Philadelphia Record.

Chinese Are 8till Coming.

It is said that the Chinese Six companies are evading the exclusion act by twinging coolies over the Mexican line

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Juana. The Chin see colony in San Diego is mysteriously increasing with great rapidity, and the attention of the government has been called to this singular invasion.

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HANDY WITH THEIR PISTOLS.

Expert Revolver Shooting Has Gone the Way of the Code Daello.

There are ne first-class pistol shots in Louisville there are few east of the Mississippi indeed, they are not plentiful anywhere in the country nowadays, says the Louisville Post.

In ante-bellum days, when the code duello was in vogue in the South, there were a great many famous shots with the pistoL We often read how such and such a celebrated duelist out strings aud weeds in two with bullets aB he rode to the fighting ground. But when the code was abolished good revolver shooting in the South died out with it, or rather drifted out into the wild western country, which was then being opened up to settlement.

There never were finer pistol shots in the world than many of the noted desperadoes and killers who have figured in the romanic criminal annals of the West There is Boarcely a story about Wild Bill's proficiency with

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not trite. He was the quiokeet, surest shot ever in the West. He had killed nearly forty men in his time, "not including Indians and greasers," as the bad men used pleasantly to say. It was the rarest thing that he shot his victim more than once. His favorite spot in which to plant his deadly bullet was be tween the eyes. He occasionally shot his man through the heart by way of variation. It is said that he could throw an oyster can into the air and put twelve bullets into it from his own navies before it reached the ground. He could also send six bullets through the hole made by thejfirst ball in a targot seventy yards away. While shooting he never appeared to take aim, but sent his leadmessengers flying on their mission in seemingly the most careless and offhand way imaginable.

All the killere with big records and private graveyards shot in much the same manner. Billy the Kid, Clay Allison, Bat Masterson, Sam Holliday, the Earp brothers, "Comanche," Jack Stillwell, and other worthies of the frontier all shot with no apparent aim. All of them were professional killere, and in their later days, when abundance of practice had made them dexterous in the art of murder, most of them shot their victims always between the eyes, in imitation of Wild Bill.

To show how quick these men were Captain Harry Horn, of the Oklahoma show, tells a story of Wild Bill. Captain Horn was a deputy sheriff under Bill, and was in the saloon in Dead wood with him when he was killed. Bill was playing poker and was skinning out a hand when his murderer stepped behind him, deliberately put a revolver to the back of hiB head and blew his brains out. Bill was killed almost instantly, but managed to throw his cards down, get both his pistols out and cock them. Such msrvelously quick action almost passss belief. v-

A Queer Canal.

The strangest canal in the world is one sixteen milee long, between Woraley and St Helena, in the north of England, and is underground from" end to end. Many years ago the duke of Bridgewater's managers thought they oould save money by transporting the coal in his mine underground instead of on the surface. So the canal was constructed, the mines connected and drained at the eame time. Ordinary canal boats are nsed, but the power is furnished by men. On the roof of the tunnel aroh are crass pieces, and

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the men who do the work of populsion lie on their backs on the coal and push with their feet against the cross bars on the root

The Newspapers of Spain.

A statistical memorandum issued lately by the Spanish ministry of the interior informs us that there are 1,161 periodicals, including newspapers, in Spain, appearing at all sorts of intervals. They issue a total of 1,249,131 copies, being an average of 1,075 copies each. Of them 496 are political, 247 scientific or technical, and 113 religious. The remaining 315 deal with all kinds of subjects—literary, theatrical, humorous, musical, bull fights, etc. The 496 political papers and magazines issue 783,652 copiee, which would give one to every twenty-three personB of the whole population of Spain. Of these political periodicals 370, with an issue of 513,769 copiee, represent monarchical opinions 104, with an issue of 269,883 copiee, support Republican views. But a more detailed classification would be all but impossible, so numerous and minute are the party divisions in Spain. Madrid publishes 327 of the whole Barcelona has 117, Seville 38, Cadiz and Valencia each 32, Alicante 30, Tarragona and Murcia each 29, Saragossa 28, and the same number in the Balcario islands.—[London Times.

An Amnslng Incident of the War.

"One of the funniest incidents that happened under my observation during the war," said Colonel Mosby, "occurred in a cavalry fight in the Shenandoah valley along in 1864. In the midst of a Bharp cavalry engagement with Sheridan's men in a charge near Berryville there came crushing like a whirlwind into our lines a Yankee soldier on a big black horse. A score of men tried to stop horse and rider, but the old black's blood was up and he went on clean through the lines before he was under control. The rider was sent to Libby prison, and we mustered the black charger into the confederate service. A few days later we charged some of Custer's men, and I'll be if that old horse didn't return the compliment by carrying a 'reb' into the federal lines and never came back.—[New York Tribune.

Refreshing Summer Drink.

A nice tipple in hot weather is claret cup. Take a bottle of good sound claret to which add in your punch bowl two bottles of apollinaria or German seltzer, a wine glass of curacoa, sugar to taste, and a few slices of cucumber to blend the flavor, or a few slices of orange. Do not use lemon. Set in a cool place and let it stand twenty minutes before drinking. Use chopped ice in your tumbler—do not put it in the cup. The above proportion of claret and apollinaris will be weak enough for ladies, and it is far better than much of the ginger ale and sweetened soda that is sold.—[Denver News.

ANew Departure.

A Baptist church at Wolverhampton, in order to provide amusement and recreation for the parish,has built a billiard and smoking room back of its chapel, and a bar for the sale of non-intoxicants, everything to be under the oontrol of the government of the church. The British Weekly says that it would be a lamitv if this oourse were geamraUy adopted.

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RING THE BELL SOFTLY.

Some one has gone from this strange World ours, No more to gather Its thorns with Its flowers. No longer to linger where sunbeams must fade, When on all beauty death's linger Is laid. Weary with mingling life's bitter and sweet, Weary with parting and never to meet. Some one has gone to the bright, golden shore—. Ring the bell softly, there's crape on the door Ring the bell softly, there's crape on the door.

Some one Is resting from sorrow and sin, Happy where earths conflicts eater not In Joyous as birds when the morning Is bright* When the sweet sunbeams have brought us thel light. Weary with sowing and never to reap, Weary with labor and welcoming sleep, Some one's departed for Heaven's bright shoreRing the bell softly, there's crape on the door Ring the bell softly, there's crape on the door

Angels were anxiously longing to meet One who woiks wltli them In heavens bright

Loved ones have whispered that some one Is blest, Free from earth's trials and taking sweet rest. Yes, there Is one more In angelic bliss, .. One less to cherish and one less to kiss. One more departed to heaven's bright shoreRing the bell softly, there's crape on the door Ring the bell softly, there's crape on the door.

Pretty Girls of New Orleans.

On a first visit to New Orleans one is impressed by the peculiar appearance of the women. One can see in New Orleans more delicious-looking young girls and more prematurely old-looking women than in any city in the country. The girls, up to the age of 18 or 20, are lovely.. They have rich Complexions, bright eyes, the mingled languor and vivacity that render the Southern girl so fascinating. Then, too, in summer time most of them wear white dreeses with lace or open-work sleeves and yoke, through which a creamy, satiny skin glints with aggravating attractiveness. There is but one word that fully describee them to the masculine mind. They are delic-ious-looking. But they fade very quickly, and this accounts for the number of old-looking women of 25 years or thereabouts one seee on the streets, in the cars or in their carriages. And when they get old-looking they lose all their attractivenees. They are anything but delicious-looking.—[Chicago Times.

A Dog Murderer.

Two dogs, a Newfoundland belonging to John Holland and a fox hound owned by a man named Mason, fought at the shore of Highland lake Thursday afternoon. The fight ended by the big Newfoundland dragging the hound into the lake and holding his head under the water until he was dead. The fox bound was worth $50, and Mason will sue the owner of the Newfoundland dog, which was the aggressor, for the value of the hound.—[Hartford Courant.

A Basis of Calculation.

Miss Lulu Strike (to lawyer)—I want to bring legal action against a monster who has trampled on my affection*.

Lawyer—An, yes, that's natural, very. At how much do you estimate the damagee to your lacerated feelings?

Miss Strike—Well, he's worth $150,000. —{Puck. Hard Pressed. "How abominably Claxton's clothes fit him." "Yes I he has them made abroad and they lose their shape squeezing through the custom house.—[Men's Outfitter.

A Confidential Interview.

Newspaper man—But I thougbtryour organization repudiated assassination Agitator—So it does—after the objectionable persons have be&n removed.— [Puck.