Rensselaer Republican, Volume 16, Number 39, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 5 June 1884 — Tears for Julius Caesar. [ARTICLE]

Tears for Julius Caesar.

At the recent sale df the Duke of Hamilton’s library in England an obscnre Scotch history containing an autograph of James V., of Scotland,-was sold for $4,000, and a prayer-book containing the autograph of Charles I. sold for $685. It is not surprising that Pittsburgh workingmen are continually on a strike when the employers go so far as to dictate what cigars they shall smoke. The Superintendent of an electric light conoern issued an order that his men should not Rmoke cheap cigars, and when he found a workman with a 1-center between his teeth he plucked the offending weed out and flung it in the gutter. Twenty men immediately struck. The classmates of young Allen Arthur at Princeton are not overpleased with the favoritism and leniency shown him as the President’s son. They say that he passes successfully throuch all examinations, though the standard is very high and examinations rigid, and he is not a good scholar at all. He is said not to average three days a week at Princeton, and is in New York or Washington, and sometimes absent three weeks at a time.

In a recent interview, ex-Governor Hubbard, of Texas, gives a glowing account of the copdition and prospects of that State. One-fourth of the entire ootton crop of the United States is now raised in Texas, he says, and in a few years the production will be doubled. Manufactures are springing up on every side, a lucrative trade is being opened with Mexico, and the money formerly spent in protecting the frontier now goes to the support of free schools. It does not become a newspaper which is exposed to the perils of mistake in proof-reading once every twenty-four hours to gloat over the blunders of its esteemed contemporaries, but the Commercial Telegram, of Toledo, had a pair of errors the other day which nearly produced serious consequences. A couple of correspondents were holding a pretty warm controversy which the intelligent compositor helped on by converting “Ingersoll” into “hyperbole” in one fellow’s letter, and “slander” into “skunk” in the other fellow’s letter. Both parties at once withdrew from the contest.

A stoky is going the rounds to the effect that ex-United States Senator Rollins, of New Hampshire, is constantly hectoring Senator Pike, his successor, by giving him advice as to the course he should pursue in the Senate. Recently, so the story goes, Rollins “went npon the floor of the Senate, sat down by Senator Pike and began telling him what he onght to do on a pending matter, Senator Pike listened attentively; then looked his adviser hard in the fa<se, and remarked with warmth: ‘I want to jnst tell yon Mr. Rollins, that I am the Senator now, not you, and that I shall vote and do as l please.’ TLes,’ replied ex-Senator Rollins, ‘it is true that yon are a Senator, and you’re a pretty d—d poor one, too.’ ” Karl Kp.om, a journalist, rode a bicycle from Detroit, Michigan, to Stannton, Vermont, a distance of 1,422 miles, at an average rate of forty-two miles a day. On one day he made over 100 miles. One hundred and twenty miles in ten hoars’ riding time has been often done. A ride of 236 miles without a dismount was done in England, and 1,404 miles in six days, riding eighteen hours a day W. F, Sutton rode 260 miles over English roads inside of twenty-four hours. An English tricyclist’s record of road riding for the year 1883 amounted to 6,053 miles. In six years and a half the number of Wheelmen in the United States has increased from three, to 30,000. The best, bicycling record for a mile from a flying start is 2:31 2-5. ■K * 0 . » Mm. Carrie B. Kilgore, who has made repeated efforts to be admitted to the practice of law in the Philadelphia courts, has at last met with success. Each of three Common Pleas Courts rejected her application, bat the fourth, presided over by a more tolerant and liberal judge, has given a different decision. Admission into one has usuallv •jr « • been considered as giving the right to an attorney to practice in the other three courts, but it is expected that in case the unfriendly judges will find it advisable to 1 ’ establish a different precedent. The opposition to the lady is not with regard to her qualifications, which are conceded to be good; but the learned and honorable judges who refused to admit heir to their respective bars are of the opinion that the. place of women is at the domestic fireside, and that her presence in court, other than as a prisoner or badgered witness, is calculated to lower the sex from the

pedestal on which it is supposed to be placed by admiring man. At a recent primary election in the little town of State Center, which represents tho geographical if not the political hub of lowa, four Blaise men where elected; but for the fifth a tie between a Blaine and an Arthur man was announced. The aspirant representing the former is a young merchant. He who espoused the cause of the latter ip no less a personage than the Mayor the village. At once the query arose, How should the matter be decided, and a solution to the problem was quickly arrived at by the young candidate challenging his rival to a foot-race. The challenge was promptly accepted, a track was prepared, and the contestantsi stripped to the waste, started. For about half the distance Arthur kept well to the front, but then it became evident that time, though she had not dealt lightly with the Mayor, had not left him unscathed, and though the race was an even one to the close, Blaine secured the victory. This somewhat novel, but entirely satisfactory, method of deciding a tie has its advantages, in the fact that it has afforded much amusement to the inhabitants, and broken in on the hum-drum monotony of village life.

Lundy (Cal.) Index: The great Sierra Tunnel at Tioga has developed the presence in the indurated mudstone, silicious limestone, and arenaceous Rhales ol Tioga Hill of protoxide of nitrogen, the exhilarating gas known as “laughing gas,” with traces also of the nitrades commonly associated with several of the metals. As is well known, the inhalation of protoxide of nitrogen produces exhilaration to intoxication, an irresistible impulse to muscular exertion, insensibility to pain, and develops the characteristic propensities of an individual to a striking degree. Air is forced into the great Sierra tunnel through wooden boxes, and, distance, leakage, and friction being great, the supply was inadequate; and hence the accumulation of this nitrous gas at the header, the inhalation of which had the characteristic eflect upon those working there, as soon as one of them got an overdose. Bill Harrington, a muscular miner, who had been talking of going below to meet Sullivan on the boards, was brought out fighting, and it took four men to hold him until he returned to consciousness in the open air. Redtingshafer, the snowshoe mail-carrier, went in and got a dose, and when brought out seized a couple of bars of iron, lashed them to his feet with wire, leaped over the dump j and Went sailing down the mountains over the snow.

Cincinnati Enquirer interviaw with Ex-Gov. Hendricks: Just then Mrs. Hendricks turned the laugh, on the Governor by relating this anecdote. She said: “All his life Mr. Hendricks has been fond of entertamg his friends at his home. When we first set np at housekeeping we had hut little, and often that was less, but Mr. Hendricks went right on with his hospitable habits. One day he came down and told me he had invited a friend to supper with ns dhat evening, and that he would like something extra for the meal. I was horrified. We had barely enough for ourselves, and I told him the supper could not be given unless extra supplies were purchased, but he said he had no money. I was jnst ready to cry when he happened to remember that a gentleman living about three miles in the country owed him a small fee, so he said he wonld walk outthere and get it, and we would feast our friend. The day was hot, the road dusty; but ont he went, collected the fee, and the banquet came-off. I thought that experience wonld have eured him of inviting friends without knowing whether we were prepared tc receive them, but it did not.” “Doe* he embarrass you in that way now?” I asked- “Oh, no. For quite a number of years I have so arranged. m; household that he cannot surprise me.”

“Is Julius Ca-sar dead?” inquired a pensive malleable man, who had pul his rubbers in the valise rack overhead and liis beaver hat on the floor; “dear me, dear met Hoar mapy people die now-a-daysl It must have been the weather that killed Mr, Ctesar—so changeable. Weil, who would have thought Julius Casar was dead ! He was naturally pretty stocky and grouty." “Was you well acquainted with Julius Casar?" asked the drummer. “lea, somewhat. He was a sort of a second-hand eons n of mine—that is to say, we once owned a dog named C.<-*ar. and my father held a one undivided tuli of a colored gentleman named Casar—no, no, come to think, his name was Pompey. He was seven feet high. Yes, now I do remember his name was Pompey before he died, because I wrote a poem when his little sou died. It dosed with these lines:, "No more tfcronfb the melon patches will hr romp. We ,have inrwd him la Rale sad with great “I shaft never forget how the assistant editor cried wbeu he read those last lines. Why, sir, he called for twc cuspidors and wept in each like a watermelon struck with a broad ax.”— Exchange. Comers make a grate study of life.