Saturday Evening Mail, Volume 3, Number 9, Terre Haute, Vigo County, 31 August 1872 — Page 1

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Vol. 3.—f-No. 9.

Written for The 8aturday Evening Mali.) ,J OH PRKCIO US TEAR I

W. It. PUBCKLI,,

•Oh precious tear! T1* thought that thou Wert woman born, and only nt For woman's loving. Yei many a rougn And clomay man snail woo thee: Shall awkwardly embrace thee

Freeze not, nor yet go dry.

And when 1 leave thee with the earth, Thou sparkling one and fair May heaven to me, be no less bright,

Because thou ai not there.

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T. T. has read the "Husks and Nubbins" criticism on young ladles In last week's Mail, aud is compelled to admit there Is some truth in it. It is a faot that there are too lew young ladles who are good company for "a man of sense and ideas." But "men of sense and Ideas" as well as men who have neither sense nor ideas,

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Winning, love thee better than a mane. Be thy sweet fount, a rippling stream, so be ad

And yet, a shining, cooling drop, In bursts of greatest gladness. Flow gently side by side with smiles.

Nor fall lu passing by, To fondly kl« the roou of grass That grow where loved ones lie.

Oh wondrous tear! Whose leaving bom e, (Jives dearness to the eye, In winter's cold, In summers heal,

have wives, and

they can't wait for another generation of women from which to select them. This thought has

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CHOOSING A WIFE.

The causes which bring people together In the relation of man and wife are varied and often trivial. 1'or instance, Cobbctt is said to have beon first attracted townrd tho woman whom he afterward married by the vigor with which she whirled a mop. Cooke, the celebrated tragedian, became so enamoured of the

steaks served to him

at a certain coffee-house that, In order to perpetuate his enjoyment, ho installed the kitchon-mald in his own bouse as Mrs. Cooke. Both of these women proved excellent wives, though they wore by no means equally appreciated. Mrs. Cobbott was always tenderly cherished by that rude domagoguo, her husband but Mrs. Cooko got little but hard knocks in return for her devotion to the drunken actor. If a man, in these days of delicate and superfine women, wait for a wife until he finds one capable of whirling a mop or cooking a beef-steak, he need bo patient, and will probably die a bachelor. Our marriageable girls make no pretension to tho rude vigor of a Mrs. Cobbett or the humble skill or a Mrs. Cooko, yet they might possess both, and have none the less beauty or porson and dellcaoy of sentiment. Fielding's sweet wile could at the same time drew the dinner "and herself as neat as any lady who had a rogular set of servants could have done." Mrs. Somerville, the woman of sclenoe, turns readily from the celestial mechanlos to the oookery-book, and mixes a padding with the same accuracy as she solves a mathematical problem. A wise and true woman will always strlvo to make home attractive to her husband and children. In doing so she is more satisfactory to herself as well as to others. This is not to be dono by a mere display of fine leathers and fine airs, which, however bravely they may show abroad, soon droop in the close atmosphere of home. If our women would glvo us something more elevated than mere frivolity of dress and manners, in exchange f»r the solidities of a good dinner, husbands might try to spiritualise themselves so far as to dispense with any thing so gross and material as beef and pudding. If wives would strive to bocerne loarnod, witty, or wise, men might reconcile themselves to tho loss of what they perhaps cling to ovei fondly, the material comforts of home. If the digestion of their overdone steaks or underdone puddings was facilitated by the piquancy ol a bOHmot, or tho soantlneas of an illprovided dinner made up for by the fullness of learning and philosophy, it is possible that husbands would be less disposed to grumble at the shortcomings of their wives. To expect them, however, to behold with complacency tho Insolent triumph of chignon and skirt, while their purses and stomachs aro alike collapsing, is expecting too much from marital good-nature. It it far from T. T's purpose 11 persuade women to make mere househol 1 druJffos of themselves. He desires that they should aspire to become complete wives, not only capable of fulfilling the lowliest of their domestic duties, but the highest—to cook beefoteaks properly If need be, and to enliven home by their intelligence and elevate it by refinement. nnnrnnnm

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And now, after long absence, the clergy have returned to their flocks and And them In good order. During their deprivation of shepherds' care, the sheep hare not strayed from their respective pastures, nor have they gaaed with covetous eyes through the fence and yearned tor the tall, green grass that border* the out-lying goal-pas-tore. Some ol the lambs may have been a little too friaky, at time*, but

they are often thus even under the shepherd's eye, and mean no harm in the exuberanoe of youthful spirits. Upon the whole the Hooks have thrived and prospered. A stranger would not have suspected any lack of pastoral care. All this shows that they are good sheep, needing little attention, or else it proves that the good influenoe of the shepherds abode with their flocks while they were tarrying on far-off mountains, by the deep, deep ses, beside the lakes, or drinking from healthrenewing springs.

HASTY CKNSURK.

Last

Thursday

when it was noised

about town that two young men had been instantly killed on the I. A St. Railroad two miles from the city, T. T. heard many harsh and uncharitable remark?, some reflecting on the oonduct of the engineer, others on the habits of the slain. Without stopping to learn the facts in the case, people seemed more than willing to say unkind things. The character of the engineer, strongly built-up by twenty-one years of faithful service in his arduous and dangerous profession, was no protection against the cruel shafts of malice. The good habits of the youths whose mangled bodies were lying in preparation for the grave, did not ward off calumny. Now the truth is that neither the engineer nor the victims of the terrible tragedy were at fault. The former was faithfully obeying his orders he had not ana could not have had any knowledge of the presence of the wagon at the crossing. The young men were sober and temperate. They were hurrying through the storm and darkness, eager to reach the house where they were to spend the night had almost reached it when the crash of the terrible collision sent them out of this life. It may be that the general management of railroads is too regardless of life, too reckless of consequences. But there is certainly no cause to blame the engineer of that train for the death of the poor fellows who were slain by his engine^^^_

Husks and Nubbins.

I"# VII.

J.«R|EKD.

Friendship is the holiest thing on earth. Not love itself is so sacred, for love is the natural intertwining of the sexes and is cumpulsory and inevitable. But friendship is the work of our own hands, or rather our hearts. It is built up like the coral formations, little by little for years. Faith is added to faith, trust to trust, confidence to confidence. It Is not forced upon us, it is not a necessity growing out ol the nature ol things, but voluntary, a beautiful oomity formed for the pleasure which it brings, and the benefit. You can snap the cords of friendship asunder, but not of love, if it be genuine. Onoe suspect yourfrisnd, allow a single doubt of him to creep insidiously into your mind, poisoning your pure faith with Its foul presonce, and how soon the whole fabric of friendship Is broken down. It is leveled as if the lightning had shattered it. Nor is this hard to do. What a multitude of things offer themselves to serve you thus! Some little misunderstanding, some hasty word dropped In a moment of Irritation, some little act of questionable propriety, how easy is it for the newborn suspicion to fasten and brood on these, extracting from them a poison which it first instilled. A h, a sensitive plant is this friendship, a thing to be warmed and watered and kept from the frosts of doubt until it has taken deep root and thrown strong branches toward the sky. Then, iudeed it defies all weather.

It Is not generally known how scarce friends are. No man has more than two or three friends In a life time. He calls a multitude ef people whom he knows, or has known, his friends, but he means only that they are acquaintances. No one will probably chance upon several persons during his whole life who havo the exact qualities required to make them his friends. If they are good, kind-hearted people he may like them well enough, and enjoy their company to a certain extent, but to admit them into bis secret conferences, to show them all he is, he would as lief think of opening his heart to an rx 1 B.H when you find one who can income a real friend you cling to that person with a life-grip you will never let him go. True you may part the seas and the years may divide you, but your friendship bridgea the chasm over and keepsjyou in each other's presence. Letters, those sweet scorn en ol distance, will pass botweeo you, and, short and terse though they be, the little which they say means much that is unsaid, and the few lines traced out on the meagre aheet before you are the symbol of a whole mail-bag full of manuscript which is unwritten but which is yet legible to yours killed imagination. Your hearts commune In silence over those missives. Your soul dreams itself back into the "old times" and you stand in the visible presence of your flrtend. The warm arm is around you, the sweet tones of aymparf I,3* **733

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thy fall tremulously on your ear, ^he tear starts from your eye and the bodily presence of your friend seems to float over time and space on dreamwings and flutter down into its wonted plaoe by your side. And as the rustle of the paper in your hand recalls you from your dream you think ot a time somewhere in the beautiful future when you shall clasp hsnds again and flood each other with the treasured friendship of years

It is ten years since I parted from my friend. The memory of that parting is as a photogrsph hung on the inner walls of my mind. It was a night in January. The air was keen and cold and the stars splintered their rays on the crisp snow. I was walking rapidly toward the home of my first real friend. Ah, I did not then know the frill measure of that friendship. I was young and, full of ambitious dreams, hurrying on to that imaginary future which, alas! retreats so much faster than we can advance. I thought everything good and worthy was there I fancied the life around me was cold and dull and that there was nothing noble in it. Ob, my friend forgive me if even thy friendship was not prized and valued aright!

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The room was full of light and glow. The fire burned brightly on the old hearth and roared pleasantly up the chimney. All within was "Curtained soft from snowy weather," and peace and happiness seemed to have fled like doves from the cold world without to the shelter of that dear room. My friend was gayer and sadder, gentler, kinder, dearer than ever. Shall I say anything more?

The

hours passed

as if they had been quarters. The old clock seemed to grow almost garrulous in its suddenly-acquired propensity to strike. At last the time came. My great coat was on my hat was in my hand. The door opened. There was a touch of hands in the bright moonlight, a quick "good-bye," the gate creaked on its hinges, the door closed gently, two friends had parted. The next day I started towards the Atlantic in a few months she was in the new land far toward the Pacific, helping with a brave heart and deft hands to build up a new home. Half the continent's breadth lay betwoen us was the slight cha}n of friendship broken 7

That was ten years ago. The other day when I opened my box in the postoffice I saw a little packet with a wellknown superscription. The sight of it was as if a gentle hand had passed across my brow smoothing out the wrinkles which a whole week of care and perplexity had written there. Somehow my heart became suddenly very foi giving. I think if anyone had been watching he would have been surprised at the changejwhich passed over my face since I went into the postoffice. I was angry and sullen when I entered when I went out I could smile at the very man who had caused me pain that day—it was easy to speak lightly and cheerfully to every one. Ah, what an influence the heart has on the actions I carried the missive to my room unopened, for I do not choose to expose sacred things on the street. When I had read it and read it again, and skipped about over it to be sure that I had caught all its true meaning, I knew bettor than ever how dear ray friend was to me and how I would not lose her love and sympathy for half the world.

We have been talking in our letters about an expected meeting. She is afraid lest the years have wrought changes which will surprise and pain She wonders whether we will not have to get acquainted again whether there will not be a strangeness between ns which will have to be worn away. What matters it if there are changes outside?—if our faces are marked with more care-lines—if we show somo scars which have been received in the battle? Our hearts will not be strangers, though our faces are.

Ah! I pity him who has no friend and who does not know what friendship is. I fear there are many such.

NUTMEGS.

Sometimes a man thinks his heart is broken when it is only his head that is cracked,

The wonderful perfection of machinery has reduced the price of female back stoops to flfty cents each.

Any mention of the Asiatic cholera Js received with a shudder, but it is doubtfril if it has proved half so destructive as the English colliery.

A shrewd Yankee has bought one thousand autograph copies of Greeley's letter of acceptanoe, which find a rapid sale as "guides to the city of Boston

Anew dish is grape leaves fried in an egg batter. It is called a French dish, and is Imported from Lake Mahopae. We cant think ot anything that would be more delicious than fried grape leaves, unless it is circus poster on toast.

Many of the weeds

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going to seed,

and should be taken care or at once. The person who allows his premises io become a seed bed for the noxious vesetation ia deserving of censure. Cut the weeds close to the ground, gather them carefully together, and throw them over the ftenoe into the next lot.— Danbary Newt.]

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ITERRE-HAUTE, SATURDAY EVENING, AUGUST 31, 1872. Price Five Cents*

People and Things.

To remove stslns from character—Get

The perspiring period for patriots is st hand. 4 Council Bluff Spiritualists exclude red-haired people irom the circle.

Every man may be said to be "in a tight place," when he enters barroom.

An Iowa man cut a mule's leg off by trying to ride him and carry a scythe at the same time, r.m u- rii

Grant would make a good railroad couductor, because he never misses any of his connexions.

Chicago swells get themselves up cheaply during the warm weather. Their shirts aro boiled on them.

The popular comedian, Mr. John E. Owens, will begin his tour through tho country, on Monday, in Brooklyn.

The St. Louis Globe has on its staff a colored writer who does some very readable paragraphing. His name Js Louis Alexander. .»

A Ford county, Illinois, farmer has 500,000 bushels of corn on hand, and employs seventy-ffve teams in hauling it to the railroad depot.

A hair-brained youth named John Hair turned a somersault from a slack rope into eternity in Osage county, Kansas, the other day.

A man at Keokuk took so much stock in the comet business that he forgave his enemies, paid his debts, and made arrangements to die.

Kate Field says the Germans are the most satisfied looking people she ever saw, and doubts if it were the victory or beer they'd got enough of.

Blacksmiths are tho most discontented tradesmen for their bellows and blows are always going, and they are striking lor wages the year round

Old Mr. Browne, of Cincinnati, who killed the boy who was stealing his fruit is slowly dying ot old age. It is likely he will anticipate the law's delay.

A gentleman at Fremont, Ohio, had a reception at his house the other evening, and when the guests went away it took him all night to wash the tar and pick the feathers off his person.

The case of the longest confinement in the Yormont State Prison is that of Henry Damon, who was committed September 1,1839, on alitesentense lor the murder ol his wife, in Rutland. He is now 67 years of age.

A noble and generous life went out when little Albert Roose was drowned at Rocky River, near Cleveland. When going down for the last time he ssld to bis companion, who was in bathing with him, "Keep sway from me or I shall take you with me."

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Andy Johnson has announced himself as an independent candidate for Congressman at large in Tennessee, in opposition to Cbeatam. A very exciting campaign may be looked for, as the exPresident is ono of the men who believe a a

World-weary mortals can cease from troubling by following the example of Zeno Spurgeou, of New Providence, Clark county. It is as easy as lying. Place your mouth carefrilly over the mulzze, it is not necessary to blow very hard, raise the hammer slightly with your toe, and trust to Providence for the result.

An old black man expressed to a wild

young

Virginian the half unconscious

creed ot many a white sinner. "Massa Richard," said this hoary evil-doer, solemnly lifting up his hand to emphasize the admonition, "if there is a hereafter, don't carry on—but," and here he suddenly broke into enthusiasm snd a broad grin, "ii there ain't no hereafter carry on powerful 1" *.

We are never contented. Give a man the necessaries of lile snd he wants the conveniences give him the conveniences, and be craves for the luxuries give him the luxuries, and be sighs for the elegances let him have the elegances, and he yearns for the follies give him alltogether, and he complains that be has been cheated both in the price and quantity of the articles.

The following old story or Greeley hss been revived: "It seems that the ssge attended the Minnesota State Fair, and was presented with a heavy ripe prize tomato, weighing three pounds, which he wrapped in his red silk handkerchief, and placed it in his coat tail pocket. He then walked around for a while, sitting on various benches, and then riding in a lumber wagon uptown. When he got to the hotel the crowd called upon him for a speech. He went on the porch, and felt for hla handkerchief to wipe his brow. When he had inserted his hand in his pocket a thought seemed to strike him. He grew red in the face he looked mad he turned away sad went to his room, to think up some suitable language In which to express his. feeling*."

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Feminitems.

Brooklyn has excursions for old ladies. Mrs. Adams, of Chester, Ills., ia desd from a spider bite.

Miss Zoe Taylor affixes her notarial sesl to legal documents in Tyma oounty, Iowa.

Mrs. Hanchen, of Alton, ran a nail in her foot, and died ot lock-jaw within a week. '-r

The Turkish ladies a"« said to be discarding the close veil a*, adopting Parisian fashions.

In Peru the longest ears are considered the handsomest, snd a great mark of beauty among the females.

The Crown Princess of Prussia offers $8000 for the best essay en the means of bettering the condition of working women.

Mrs. John Jones, of Pittsburg, Pa. lived lour hours after kindling her fire with kerosene. Very few live for a longer period.

Imitation jewelry is made so perfectly nowadays that fashionable ladies can get themselves up quite gorgeously at a very slight expense.

The Talbottou, Georgia, Standard has found a lady's diary. The following Is the only item: "1872, July 18. This is the hottest day I ever saw. Ah

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An old lady read about the strike of the wire drawers in Worcester, Massachusetts. She says of all the new fangled things she ever heard ot, wiredrawers are the queerest. 'r*, .s

The enterprising individual who is organizing a brass band of twenty women, says if they learn half as many "arrs" as they put on, the experiment can not fail of being a success.

Mrs. Horace Greeley's health continues to grow worse rapidly. She is so feeble she cannot stand, her lower limbs having been partially paralyzed. Her physicians think she cannot survive the year. ,'"%n 'i

Miss Adams, of Potsdam. New York, had no idea that her brother's revolver which she was playfully snapping at her mother, was loaded, till the old lady fell to the floor with a bullet in her side. vim -m

A modern girl living near Louisville has a city beau. When he rides out to see her on a warm afternoon, she calls the "old man" from the field and makes him keep the flies off her .f 't t» fl"-,, fellows horse.

A countryman became so enamoured of Barnum's no-armed girl on account of her engaging manner of writing with her toes, that be offered her his hand. Although a hand would be ol groat service to hor she rejected him in-toe-toe. If

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Madam Sanyeah, while makinga flying trapeze leap at New Albany in Older's circus on Saturday night, fell a distance of twenty-five feet, through the lights of the center pole, which set fire to her clothes. Her injuries are not serious.

A picture of the times represents fashionable gentleman saying to a belle, "Pray, excuse me, miss, but your face is so familiar that I believe we must have met before." She replies: "And yours,'to me indeed, I think we were once engaged."

The Reformer, published in Great Britain, says that a lady recently at tempted to committed suicide, because she supposed that the evil one bad got into her, but was restrained, and then the editor gravely adds, "If the women go to killing themselves lor a little thing like that, then they're going to be scarce." -j

Miss Lamphee^ of Casco, Michigan, had so much fun pointing a gun at her mother to bear the old lady scream. She repeated this on many occasions, and was consumed with laughter at the foolish old thing's fright, der mirth was rudely Interrupted lAt Sundsy by the reportef the gun snd a cessation of the screams. What is home without mother? J*'

Somebody says there should tea wo man In every firm ol architects, to look after the closets. When you build your house you may tell the contractor, until you are black in the face, "We will have a closet there." He will not put one there until he has first seen mad am, and, ten to one, when be bas seen her the closet will go elsewhere.

Mademoiselle Celeste, the tight-rope artist, had her leg broken by the rope giving way, during one ef

her

perform

ances st Bhswneetown, Ky. The physician who set the limb evidently did not know his business, and fnstead of joining the bones together, he lapped one over the other, consequently the broken limb i* about three, inches shorter than the other. She Is now on her way home, in Rome, New ork, to have the family physician break that limb sgsin, end reset it. This woman shows more grit than most of her sex.

Connubialities.

Courting after marriage—Applying for a divorce. The surest slip knots are said to be lovers' ties.

Odd sgsin—It was the first pair ate the first apple. Miss-construction—Whalebone, wadding, powder and paint.

Why is love like a potato Because it becomes less by pa(i)rlng. Love is described ss very much like a Scotch plaid—all "stuff," and much crossed. a*-

Mrs. Alice Carter ot Nashville, aged 15 years, has petloned for a divoroe from Samuel Carter.

A railroad brakeman in St. Louis nearly twisted his wife's ears off in his sleep recently. He dreamed he heard he on is

Quip denies the statement that most beautiful women are rendered more at* tractive by a little sense. He says they would be, but they are not. ',

A Mobilian has had his mother-in-law put under bond to keep .the peace

for one year. The first mother-in-law we ever heard of who was put under. The substance of Brigham Young's lectures in his new lyceum tour is an exhortation to young men and uiaidens to marry. He can't be accused of preaching what he doesn't practice.

A couple who were married in St. Louis, recently, signed articles by which the woman promises to tako her husband on trial for six months and if they agree she will then place hor property in his hands. If they part, the money agreement is null and void. .,

Miss Dodge of Plaistow, N. H., aged seventy-one, got frisky the other day and married a youth of eighty. When the bridesmaids were helping her up stairs after tho company had retired she blushed to such an extent that the $ wrinkles on her face weie entirely hidden. .y*i

Miss Isadore Cameron, a well known actress, was secretly married, over a year ago, in New York, to Mr. Jaines Fuller, a nephew of Colonel George Ful-

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ler, manager of the Opera-House. The

secret was well kept, but it finally be- "I came necessary to reveal it by way of I explanation.

A devoted couple in whom lovo got the better of tho hot wsather, visited St. Louis on Wednesday to get married. Sending for the justice, the ar.swer enme that he was siok in bed and couldn't come, whereupon they pre.- 'a cured a license, and visiting him, were pronounced man and wife at his bedside.

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A white girl at Niles, Michigan, desiring to marry a negro, and being unable to take the oath that she had negro blood in her, tapped Sambo's arm

with a penknife, sopped a piece of bread in bis blood, swallowed it, hurried to tho 'squire's office, swore she'.ad in he an as married. A sanguinary method of carrying her polut.

There is said to be a man llvlug in Waco, Texas, who has been married five times, and is the father of fifty legitimate children—thirteen boys by bis^ first wife eighteen children, boys and girls, by his second wife ten by hisi third wire six by his tou?th and three by his fifth wife. Twenty of his sons* served in the Confederate army, eight of whom were killed seven died nat-' nral deaths and the remainder are stlllv living. I

A girl was marrled the other day in Detroit, who was so obstinste that shot would not stand up or answer a question as becomes the marriage ceremony. The parents hsd msnaged the affair on the part of the girl, and the young man supposed she was bashfulf" and shy, but thst it would be all rightafter the ceremony. The knot wast pronounced tied without the young lady's sssistsnce or consent, and directly after she sprang to her feet, scratched her husbsnd's face, tore out htays shirt bosom and fled the bouse, saying she repudiated the whole business. She bad not been found at last accounts, and the young man looks ratherlost, too.

The Detroit Free Press invites people

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to come thither, as lollows:,

If your wife hss eloped, come to Detroit and find her. If your husband has scooted with the hired girl or your neighbor's wife, come here first of all. If your daughter bas fled or eloped to get married, strike for Detroit. Allr these people make right for this point or everybody thinks they do. The Chief of Police, the newspapers and business men are almost daily in re- ,, eel pt of letters or telegrams to the offeet that elopers are making for Detroit, and should be caught. Women come here to look for runaway husbands, and husbands arrive here^ to inquire lor runaway wives. Half the detective business consists in hunting up such parties and sending themjho®?#"

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