Saturday Evening Mail, Volume 3, Number 19, Terre Haute, Vigo County, 9 November 1872 — Page 2

THE WALTZ

OF

AX TIE!1AM.

Bt WAlROU,

Author c/ "BemUifya Snow" and at hcrFocmt. How do yon like the new waltz I

asked aa we

whirled

Upon Antletatn's field.

was

aw*y.

"Beautiful! What 1«J lit Antleuun Waltz," was the answer.

Bo noon—ere yet the life-blood dries That gufhed from many a manly breast. Ere yet the cry ol woe o'er.

And ere the wearied victors rest Upon their bruised and battered arms— The harp and horn have gayly pealed Ti merry group* a gladnonje air

Of red Antietarn'a field. Beneath the glare of myriad lamps How many Oosoniu »oftly beat An echo to the mocking a.r

That moves the facile dancers' feet! /f Bui look abroad at those bereft Of every hope and living wliield Their hearts Me buried with the dead

I would not «tay the tide of mirth, -j Nor stop to weep amid the gladness, Hut still I'd have that Joyful air t4i lieplaced by one of quiet sadness. Upon the wind were other sounds

When rushing thou ands madly reeled, With shout ana groan and deadly blow, Upon Antit tarn's field

Upon Antletam's field. 4 He fell, with torn and broken limbs: A Right onward swept thecountlessthrong Trampled beneaih the horses' feel rumpled Deneain ineiiorneo IR».

Or, laintlng, borne with speed along, meared with the sand and clotted gore, No more hi* hand the weapons wield He gasps—he staggers, and he falls

Upon AnlietamTs field. Oh, well It were no mother's eye Hhould see him in that dreadful hour, Howe'er might soothe her kindly touch,

However healing be her power! All guxhed and crunhed, with startling eyes, His livid features half revealed, lli- lies, a mass of llfelens dross,

Upon Antletam's fields

Trace with the limner's magic art The deeds we term unfading glory, Or weave them in undying song,

Or tell them in immortal story

Upon Antletam's field. Then chango the music of to-night, Or hid It bear some other name, And, though the veiy note and time, 5 11 will not seem or sound the same And If through many a weary year

Its gapli wounds remain unhealed, We'll cnaw- Irom memory all the woe Of red Antietain's field.

[Wooster, O., tor. N. Y. Bun.l

.The Old TigerTamer.

HE ITAS FORSAKEN THE BUSINESS IN ORDER TO TILL THE SOIL.

The majority of the read6rs of the Sun no doubt still remember the once famous Herr Drlesbach, the wild beast king and peer of Van Amburgb. The venerable showman lives near this city. A low days since a Sun correspondent visited him. Leaving Wooster, a town or perhaps 8,000 inhabitant*, where is situated the University ol Wooster, the proporty of the Presbyterians of Ohio, and taking a southerly course, after having gone about three miles, he reached the Herr's house. Drlesbach Is now an humble tillerof the soil. The cabin in which he lives is built of logs, and is in dilapidated condition. A fence of rough boards, wonderfully in keeping wUh the house, surrounds it. The country round about is pleasing to loolc upon. Imposing farm houses, large barns, and well-fed nattlo and horses are abundant evidences of the richness and produclivenes of the soil.

The Sun correspondent tied his horse nnd went in search of Driesbacb. He found him sitting in the grttpo arbor, smoking a pipe and talking with a friend. In dress he resembles Old Honesty, and in manners is bluff and hearty. lie Is a man above the average in height, has gray hair, a black mustache and goatoe, a flat nose, broad forehoad, and dark, piercing, commandlng eyes. After making known his business, the correspondent was cordially received. In the course of the conversation Drlesbach said he waB a tiroeley man, and bis name was put fot'WHrd by ft lends lately as a candidate for Sheriff ol this county, but for sufficient reasons he withdrew from the contest.

Kerr Drlesbach. or Jake Driesbacb, as he was well

Known

when a boy,

was born in Sharon, Schohalrie county, N. Y., on the 2nd of November, 1808. lie was the seventh of a family of ten children. Ills father was a carpenter, and young Driesbacb worked with him at the same business until the year 1834 when he secured a position in a shipping house in New York city. At the hotel where he boarded also boarded some of the employees of the Zoological (hardens, with whom be became acquainted. Not having employment in the shipping house during th£ winter months, he got work at the*garden. One day he was set to cleaning the cage of a Braslllan Tiger. It wa^ the custom to remain on lue,outside to clean it, Not being satisfied with this mode of proceeding, when (be men were absent uo crept into tho cage and began to clean. Some of the men soon came around, and seeing Drlesbach in the cage with the wild beast, they told him to get out. "lie would get killed." ''Nobody bad ever been in there before," etc, Jake told them he guessed not he would attend to that he want* ed

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vet the darned thing clean once. Not long after this Drlesbach trained several animals and Mr. Raymond, who was at that time one of the stockholders of the concern, shipped him to Kurope. In Rngland he met with unprecedented,success,showingln i/ondon before Queen Victoria and other notables. From London he went to Paris, where be exhibited in the National Theater before the crowned heads snd nobles. From there he went to Lyons, Avignon, Bordeaux, etc., then back to England. Ireland, am) Scotland, visiting all or the principal cities. His fame was establiahed, and when he returned home be was greeted with overflowing houses at the Bowery Theatre and else* where. This was about the year 1840. lie filled a two weeks' engagement at the Bowery.

President Van Ruren thought Jake and bis wonderful lions curiosities, and was at tbe Bowery one night when Driesbach diove his favorite* across the sage in a golden rbarkf. Boston, Philadelphia, Baltimore, etc., were next visited. Three play* were written expreeslv for him and his pets. These he produced in grand style with fall companies wherever he went. The following summer Herr Driesbach's nianagene was pot on tbe road. Raymond and Wpokes were proprietors.

The first colored show posters that were ever printed were gotten ont for this menagerie. Drtesbaeh abowed tbe Hutt correspondent specimens of the bills, which be carefully keeps in bis scrap book. The cuts are a rough picture of the lion tamer in those days, with his pets. They were engraved by Jot Mow, and worded bv Thaddeue

Anderson. Tkey are rough looking thlugs beside the magnificent bills of the present day, but no doubt answered tbe purposeJust as well.

Driesbach's menagerie having met with so much .success, show stock which had fallen to twelve cents on tbe dollar, begari to rise, and the business took afresh start. Driesbacb, however, continued to give theatrical exhibitions during tbe winter months and be told the representative ol tbe Sun of several laughable incidents that happened. We will tell one in bis own words

I was exhibiting in the city of Baltimore. We were playing a piece in which one of my tigers was to suddenly leap from above upon me, as if to kill me. After it would jump on to me we would roll around on the floor, to all appearances engaged in mortal combat. Tbe theatre in which we were playing bad a large pit, and it was filled almost to suffocations tbat evening with boys and men. This time the fellow jumped over my bead, and was flying for the

Eauled

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One merry whirl, then come to me 1 And let me tell thee tales 01 truth »•, How the strong man went boldly forth,

In all the confidence of youth, To win a soldier's name and fame With nervous hand and bosom sieeled| He sought them both amid the fray

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HUH will It be a thrice-told tale, ,. A truth that will not be concealed, A drama acted o'er and o'er

ii when I caught hiin by tbe tail, and him back. I needn't tell you that standing room was made mighty quick in that pit when they saw tbe animal coming. They rousted out pell mail, yelling and screaming for me to 'Hold on to him

In the course of Driesbach's travels he found himselt in Cincinnati. Tbe proprietor of Wood's Theater wanted to make an engagement with, but would not give him what he wanted. He left the city and proceeded to Zanesville, where ne was billed to show. On arriving at that place he found a telegram awaiting him from Cincinnati, saying that his terms were accepted, and that he should come immediately, He hastily caged a tiger in a common store box and proceeded to tbe Ohio riyer, where he took a boat. He registered "himself as "Herr Driesbach and Colonel Alexander (tbe tiger's name) of South America." No one but the captain of the boat knew what he had or who Colonel Alexander was. Tbe chambermaid received orders to take the carpet and the bedding in the lower berth from Herr's and the Colonel's stateroom, and put straw on the floor. She said she would. "Like to know what kind of a heathen tbat Alexander is that sleeps on nothing whatever but straw."

She obeyed orders, however. Driesbach placed his box to the stateroom door, opened it, and the tiger walked in and wascbainedwithoutanyoneknowing ic. This was a temperance boat, but notwithstanding tbat, the captain and gentlemen on oo^ird occasionally tasted the contents of tbe black.bottle. They all visited tbe captain's room and there tasted, then the pilot sipped, then the clerk did likewise, and it was finally proposed that they visit the Herr's room and see if he had anything good. Herr said all right. They proceeded to the room, opened the door and went in. The tiger happened to bo under the berth, and they did not see biin, but they did see the bottle, and went for it. Says Driesbacb "Gentlemen, you can't drink that straight. I'll go for a pitcher of water and glasses."

Jake and tbe captain went out, closing tbe door after them, and remained looking through tbe keyhole. Presently those inside heard a stratching and a growl. They tried to get tc the door, but couldn't. The animal growled and prepared to leap. Just then tbe door opened, and out they came, knocking the captain head over heels in their earnest endeavors to get away from the brute* A heartv laugh was had over the scare after friesbacb showed how securely the Colonel was chained. Herr afterward brought him ont, and allowed the ladles toifondle him all they liked.

This story was related in next morning's Commercial, and, as a natural consequence, everybody went to see the show. Another terrible scare that Driesbach gave to a large audience of people I learned about, not from the lion-tamer, but from an old showman who knew him well. Some twenty years ago there was a menagerie on Broadway, near the corner of Anthony street, in which Driesbach was engaged to enter a den of trained animals. One Saturday night, when a large was present, Driesbach had just entered the cage, and going through his customary performances, when all atonoe he was seen stretched out on his back, with a large Brazilian tiger at bis throat, while all tbe animals in the cage were dashing about in the most startling manner. At the same time Driesbach's hoarse voice was heard lustily shouting for help. Women shrieked, the keepers ran to the assistance of the prostrato lion-tamer, who had reversed his usual occupation, and .was apparently in tbe process of beinj very effectually tamed by the lions an a general panic took place among the audience, one of tbe keepers, named Moffit, entered the cage and drew out the subjugated lion-tamer, who pres ently made his appearance from behind. the dens, a great coat thrown over his head, with his face and tights covered with crimson gore.

Driesbach was taken up stairs to private room in the building, and a physician, who was conveniently present, after examining his wounds, announced to tbe audience that he was not dangerously iujured. The nextday Driesbach was on the street as usual, bis artn carried in a sling and bis faoe covered with sticking-plaster. After a week he resumed bis performances with the same animals, and gained great popularity for his plnck in finally overcoining the ferocious creatures wbiob had made so desperate an attempt to devour him. Driesbach's particular friends were greatly excited over bis narrow escape, none more so than the late Colonel Alvab Mann, an old circus manager, who bnilt tbe first Broadway Theater. About a fortnight after the accident Colonel Mann was in tbe Arbor, st tbat time a popular Broadway saloon, kept by Harry Turner, and was in the act of taking a drink with Driesbacb. at tbe same time renewing his congratulations on his fortunate escape from a frightful death, when something attracted the Colonel's attention. The strips of sticking-plaster which bsd lately adorned tbe liontamer's fkee bad' all disappeared, and strange to say, not a mark was to be seen on tbe skin which they hsd lately covered! The fraud was evident. Colonel Mann at once saw tbat bis coramIsseration for bis friend bsd sll been wasted, snd tbat the terrible aflair in tbe lion's den bad been what showmen call a "gag." Tbe Colonel probaably bad no conscientious scruples in regard to "gage in the abetraot, but be

»ry particularly objected to being tade

W! made tbe victim of one himself, snd the rating be gave poor Driesbacb for undertaking to making bim "swallow an empty clam shell," ss he expressed It, was highly edifying to the bystanders. Tbe attack of tbe animals wss all a sham tbe gore which tbe people bad seen covering Driesbach's faoe and filled tights bad come from a a. with roes pink, and the whole aflair was tbe result of a managerial dodge to advertise tbe concern.

Driesbach's settlement nf ar this place Is tbe result of a love affair, while travelling t' rongh this oouoty a num-1

ber of years ago, he was waited on at her father's hotel taoie by a handsome young woman. Driesbach wtts enamored of bar charmfc, and not many mOBths thereafter tbey were married. He continued to trsvel^sbe accompany ing bim, until about seven years ago, when he renounced the show business,

never,

be savs, to take the road again.

Being

unfortunate in bis ventures, he

lost almost all tbat be had ever made, and has settled down to the more peaceful and quiet vocation of a farmef. He is happy and contented with bis wife and two children, both ol whom are fine looking, and know what a great many others do not know, Herr says, and tbat is good manners. What Driesbach does, he does right and with a will. Heshowedme with pride his fat hogs, large corn and turnips, and the wood he had prepared for winter's use with his own hands. His last words, when we left him, were: "Call again call again. Come whenever you want to."

WILLIAM HA VERL Y. J''

A True Story For Boys.

About thirty years ago," said Judge "I stepped into a bookstore in Cincinnati, in seatch of some books that I wanted. While there a little ragged boy, not over twelve years of age, came in and inquired for a geogra pny.

Plenty of them," said the salesman How much do they cost?" "One dollar, my lad." The little fellow drew back in die may, and taking his little hand out of his pocket he commenced to count some pennies and little silver pieces that be had held until they were damp with sweat. Several times be counted them, and then he said.

I didn't know they were so much.' He turned to get out and even open ed the door, but closed it again and came back.

I have only got sixty-one cents, said he "you could not let me have geography and wait a little while for the rest of the money

How eagerly his little bright eyes looked for the answer and how he seemed to shrink within his ragged clothes when the man told him he could not. The disappointed little fellfew looked up to wo with a very poor at tempt to smile and left the store. I fol lowed out and overtook him. "And what now?" I asked kindly

Try another place sir." Shall I go too and see how you sue ceed?" I inquired. "Oh yes, if you like," said he in surprise.

Four different stores I entered with him and each time he was refused. Will you try again I asked. "Yes, sir I shall try them all, as I should not know whether I could get one."

We entered tbe fifth store, and the little fellow walked up manfully and told thegeutleman just what be want ed and how much money he had. "You want the book very much said the proprietor.

Yes, sir, very much." Why do you want tbe geography so very, very much

To study, sir I can't go to school, but I study when I can at home. All the boys have got one and they will get ahead of me. Besides, my father was a sailor and 1 want t« learn of the places where be used to go."

Does he go to those places now He is dead," said the boy soflly. Then he added after a while: "lam going to be a sailor too."

Are you, though asked the gentleman, raising hiseyebrows curiously, "Yes, sir, if I live."

Well my lad, I will tell you what I will do I will let you have a new geography, and you may pay the remainder of the money when you can, or I will let yeu have one that is not new for fifty cents."

Are the leaves all in it and just like the others, only not new

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Yes, just like tbe new ones." It will do just as well, then, and I'll have eleven cents left toward buying some other book. I'm glad they didn't let me have any at the other places."

The bookseller looked up inquiringly, and I told nim what I bad seen of the little fellow. He was much pleased, and when he brought the book along I saw a nice, new pencil and some clean white paper in it. "A present my lad, for your perseverance. Always have courage like that and von will make your marK."

Thank you sir, you are very good. What is your name?" Wllliam'Haverly, sir." Do you want any more books I asked him.

More than I ever can get," he replied, glancing at the books tbat filled tbe shelves.

I gave bim a hank note. "It will buy some for you," I said Tears of ioy came into his eyes.

I buy what I want with it." my lad, anything." Then I'll buy one book for mother,"

Can Yes, in

said he, "I thank you very much, and some day I hope I can pay yon back." He wanted my mnie and I gave it to him then I left him standing by tbe counter so happy that I almost envied him and many years passed before I saw him again.

Last year I went to Europe on one of tbe finest vessels that ever plowed the waters of tbe Atlantic. We had beautiful weather until very near the end of onr voyage, then came a most terrific storm that would have sunk all on board bad it not been for the captain. Every spar was laid low, tbe rudder was almost useless, and a great leak had sbown itself, threatening to fill the ship. The crew were all strong, willing men, and the mstes were practical seamen of the first class, but after pumping for the whole night and still the water was gaining on tbem, tbey gave up in despair ana prepared to take to the boats, though they might have known tbat no small boat could ride in such a sea. Tbe captain, who bad been below with his charts, now came up be saw how matters stood, and with a voice tbat I heart! distinctly above the roar of tbe tempest, be ordered every man back to bis post.

It was surprising to see all those men bow before tbe strong will of their captain and hurry back to the pumps.

The captain then started below to examine tbe leak. As be passed me I aaked him If there was any hope. He looked at me, then at tbe other passengers who bsd crowded up to hear tbe replv, and said rebukingiy: "tea, sir, there is hope as long as one indi of this deck remains above tbe water. When I see none of it then shall abandon tbe vessel and not before nor one of my crew, sir. Everything shsll be done to save it, and if we nil it will not be from inaction. Bear a hand, every one of yon at the pumps."

Thrice daring that day did we despair but the captain's dauntless courage, perseverance and powerful will mastered every mind on board and we went to work again.

I will land you safely at tbe dock

in Liverpool." said he, *41 you will be men."f\ -fAnd Ie did land us sslily^Nut the veSselaujik morired tp t&i dnbk. The captain stood on tbe perkiof the sinking vessel, receiving tbe thanks and blessings of tbe passengers an they passed on the gang plank. I was the last tb leave., As I passed he grasped my hflA&iM%aid:

Judge P——, do you recognise me?" I told him that I was not aware that I had ever seen him till I stepped Aboard hit ship.

Do you remember the boy fn search of

sa

^geography years ago, in Cincin-

Very well, sir William Haverly." I amhe," said he. "God bless you." And Ood bless noble Captain Haverly

once,

t.

A PHANTOM TRAIN.'

i1 1 A Superstitious Watchman Sees Mr. Lincoln's Funeral Train Every Year.

A writer in tbe Albany Evei ingTimes relates a conversation with a sup rstitious night watchman on the New York Central Kailroad. Said the watchman "I believe in spirits and ghosts, 1 know such things exist. If you will cotne up in April I will convince you." He then told of the phantom train that every year comes up tbe road with the body of Abraham Lincoln. Reguiarly in the moiitu of April, about midnight, the air on the track becomes very keen and cutting. On either side of it it is warm and still. Every watchman when he feels this air, Bteps off tbe track and sits down to watch. Soon after the pilot engino with long black streamers and a band with biack instruments, playing dirges, and grinning skeletons sitting all about, will pass up noiselessly, and the air grows black. If it is moonlight, clouds always come over tbe moon, and the music seems to linger as if frozen with horror.

A few moments after and a phantom train glides by. Flags and streamers hang about. Tbe track ahead seems covered with a black carpet and the wheels are draped with the same. Tbe coffin of tbe murdered Lincoln is seen lying in the center of a car and all about it, in the air and the train behind, are the vast numbers of the bluecoated men, some with coffins on their backs, others leaning on them. It seems, then, that all the vast armies of men who died during tbe war are escorting the phantom train of the President. The wind, if blowing, dies away at

and over all tbe air a sole nn

hush, almost stifling, prevails. If a train were passing its noise would be drowned in the silence, and the phantom train would ride over it. Clocks and watches always stop, and when looked at-are found to-be from five to eight minutes behind. Everywhere ou tbe road, about the 20th of April tbe time of watches and trains is found suddenly behind. This, said the leading watchman, was from the passage of the phantom train.

I2. OPPOSITION TO COMMON: I SCHOOLS. I*. "Our common schools, while they train a few children to future usefulnt ss, unfit the majority for their common life."

Do I understand you," asked 1 listener, that you are opposed to the common schools?"

Decidedly. From first to last. They area tax upon capital in a double sense,—in their support, and in depriving it of the right arm of labor. The bov is educated above a taste for work, and is not taught bow to make a living without it. If not entirely above work he ia impatient of the slow and hard apprenticeship necessary lo skilled labor. The chances are that he is extravagant and insubordinate. A capitalist would ten times rather employ an ignorant boy that is willing to do all kinds of work, at all hours, taking a meal in his hand if need be. He don't want a boy with his nose in a book or newspaper, or one he is afraid of asking to go an errand or sweep out. The industrious apprentice is inlbe line of promotion, too, and if we look around we see him, in the end, occupying places of trust the boy of mere book learning can never aspire to. As lor

our

girls in the common schools, that is the end of girls in the kitchen. It is getting worse everv day. After awhile we will not be able to keep house for the want of skilled female labor. It does not all lie in the line of lecturing, teaching, journalism, clerkships, millinery and dress-making."

These were tbe sentiments of a scholar, and they were opposed by a gentleman whose wife silenced bim by referring to the trouble she had to get servants. Tbe first speaker "did not wish to be understood as confounding manual with mental labor." He held that whatever was done well was worthy of all respect. He would like a little more skilled labor such as enabled the machinery of housekeeping to run smoothly, and that which developed the agricultural aud mineral resources of Illinois.

HE COULDN'T DRINK WINE. That was a noble youth who, on being urged to take wine at the table of a famous statesman, in Washington, had the moral courage to refuse. He was a pooryoung man, just beginning the struggle of life. He brought letters to tbe great statesman, who kindly inyited him home to dinner.

Not take a glass of wine said the great statesman, in wonderment and surprise.

Not one simple glass of wine echoed the etatesman's beautiful and fascinating wife, as she arose, glass in hand, and, with a grace that would have charmed an anchorite, endeavored to press it upon him.

No," said the heroic youth, resolutely, guntly repelling the proffered glass. What a plctnre of moral grandeur was that. A poor, friendless youth refusing wine at tbe table of a wealthy and famous statesman, even though proffered by the fair hands of a beautiful lady.

No, said tbe noble young man, and his voice trembled a little and bis cheek flushed. "I never drink wine, but—(here be straightened himself up and bis words grew firmer) if you've got a little good rye whisky, I don't mind trying a snifter!"

A UNIVBRSAL. ARTICLE OF FAITH.— Ih these dsys of religious contention it has been thought impossible to indisate sn article of faith upon which ail sects snd classes were united. There is one, however, and a very notable one too, vis.: a belief which is implicit and universal in tbe paramount efficacy of tbat matchless Household Tonic and Recuperant, Plantation Bitters. The constantly increasing patronage which it receives has, it is true, excited tbe petty envy of certain splenetic advertisers of pinchbeck paneceea, wbo hope to make a market for their own stagnant, watery wans, by decrying all spirituous medicinal preparations. But tbe public can stomach neither their arguments nor their potations, snd consequently reject these very weak Imitations of tbe enemy aa entirely too thin

THE HOOSIEIU4

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tit Ifut Cbminerakt

young

S -(Tincinnati

In tljis part Of Indiftha «nd Illinois the original HofKie*.flourished. Flat Creek. Hoop-jiole, *Dog Hollow and Lick Skillet are all here. No stuge caricature ever represented the Hoosier to one wbo knows him he is *u» generis gaunt of person, pale yellow of hair, loose of joint, long, drawn out and and shaky, with inimitable voice, and a foot which is destruction to cutworms. I know the Hoosier well, and can talk about him as I please, for I was born with him, partially brought up with him I narrowly cscaped being one of him. His language is a derivative and compound dialect, consisting of equal paws of literally translated •Pennslvania Dutch idioms, Carolina Kentucky niggerisms and good stocky English. Webster has no vowel sounds which will fully represent the Hoosier dialect its grammar maybe partially illustrated by the conjugation of the verb "to do." As thus:

Present tense: Regular as in English. Imperfect: I done it, you done It, he done it.

Plural: We'uns done it, yo'uns done it, they'uns done it, ko. Perfect: I gone done it, Ac.

Plural: yVe'uns gone done it, Pluperfect: I bin gone done it, Ac. Plural: We'uns been gone done it, &c. First future I gwine to „do it, you gwine to do it, «&c.

Plural: We'uns gwine to do it, Ao. Second future I gwine to gone done it, &o.

Plural: We'uns gwine to gone done it, vou'uns gwine, The hoosier enjoyed com shnckings, circuses, and "spellin'-matches," bis greatest dread was the "fever 'n ager." In my boyhood this terriole scourge was both epidemic nnd endemic both chronic and sporadic. In some neighborhoods it came only at the "turn of the seasons"—along in August—when the vegetation begins to part with its juices to tbe air in other places it was te be expected at any season of the year, and any hour of the day. These last were specifically known as the "ager naborboods," new comers were solemnly warned not to get in such, and every village cherished traditions of some other village not lar remote where the "town bell was rung every two hours for folks to take their quinine." Now one may live for years in almosv any part of Indiana before seeing a case of ague. But it comes back sometimes in rather a startling way, aud this appears to have been one of the years tor it. I met young people of my acquaintance wbo bad ver seen a case before their own, it had so nearly vanished but I recognized it in a minute as the same old mean, sneaking, freezing disease. Cognate with the "ager" was the "milk sick," that strange, unaccountable affection which seized upon milk-kine, and through their milk, butter and flesh upon man. Tbat, too, seems to be nearly extinct. Indeed, I never hear it mentioned now but it was the cause of many painful, lingerirg deaths and still more (shattered constitutions twenty-five years ago. A thousand times I have heard groups of farmers discuss the "various theories, as to whether it was in the water or the air, or the vegetation, or all three and for aught I know the questions is unsettled yet. The Hoosier, too, is almost extinct, and since the School Law of 1856 went into operation a young generation of educated people have come upon the stage. Our people have become bettor mixed in both the States. The "poor whi'es" wbo left the South to get away from slavery are no longer the majority of our population. The Northern man has come into the general mass much more readily than one would have expected who knew their mutual prejudices twentyfive years ago. Tbe Southern set ler probably had giore personal generosity the Northern far more public spirit. The former was free with his tobacco and liquor, loaned his horses and dogs, and on public days "treated" everybody as long as his money lasted but when a church or school-house was to be built the other came out of his financial reserve, gave tenfold more, and with more judicious liberality. The union of-tie two has produced the

Westerner, of whom I am proud to be considered one. THESTEROTYPED SMILE.

Beware of a man or woman with fixed smile. Trust the most hideous scowler before the being who goes about with an angelic grin carefully exhibited to all eyes under any and every circumstance. It is not natural to smile perpetually, and no one ever assumes a mask without being conscious of a neccesBity for concealment. Don't misunderstand me. There are young women, and a few old men, who break out into a smile whenever they speak. These are not the people I mean. The smile of which I wrfm you is motionless, hypocritical, fixed expression, which I have seen worn during a silent three hour's journey by rail, without the slightest alteration—that sort of smile w-hich most misguided lady artists present upon their canvass when

they

delineate martyrs, saints and angels. The portrait of a lady has a different smile—the fashion plate simper —which, though semi-idiotic, is not dangerous. Persons of r.o penetration allude to the chronic smile as "so sweetany one capable of holding tbe muscles of the face under control, is generally able to smile sweetly, to move quietly, and to use choice language with measured tones, and so can always place abetter man or woman at a great disadvantage, and appear injured and innocent when actually most guilty.

DRUGGISTS1 DODGES.

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We suppose that in the very excellent city of Jefferson, the capital of tbe great State of Missouri, no citizen is more respected than Doctor Tennessee Matthews. The doctor Is a druggist, and n« a consequence s^lls everything pertaining to tbe healing art. One bright summer day a lad entered bis store and asked for a bottle of "dog oil." The clerk informed him that "none was there."

As the boy was leaving, the doctor, who was sitting in an arm-chair in the front of his store, asked bim bis mimion. "Dog-oll." said the bov. "What did you tell him,Smith? asked the doctor of bis clerk. ."I told bim we didn't have any." "No dog-oil Is tbat frylng-out of l»st week all gone? Well well you come here in an hour, and you can have your dog-oil." When the boy bad left, the doctor reprimanded bis clerk for not having any article called for, and directed bim to fill tbe bottle with lard oil and charge tbe boy a dollar. Bv and by tbe boy came back. "What did you want dogoil for?" said tbe doctor. "Marm has tbe rheumatic," said tbe boy. "Ob, yea," said the doctor, "It's good for that, and burns and sprains and scalds and everything. Dog-oil is awful. Do vou see bim? pointing to a big Newfoundland lying in the door- "Yes," aaid tbe boy. "He goes next."—[St. Louis Globe.

TO YOUNQ MEN.^

Tbe ydfang man who has amlmibition to raa*ke m. great noise in the world should leata boilertopaking. lie can make motoi noise at tbat trade than anything be can engage in.

If he ^believes tbat a nian-should "strike for wages" he should learnt blacksmithing—especially if he is good at "blowing."

It he would embrace a profession in whioh he can rise rapidly ha should be-. come an aeronaut. He couldn't find anything better "for high."

He certainly ^uld do a starving (and perhaps a staving) business at thecooper trade. MHNK

If he believes in "measures nof ifien," he will embark in the tailoring business.

It the one great object of his life is to make money, he should get a position is the United States Mint.

If he is a punctual sort of a chap, and: anxious to be "on time," he should put his bands to watchmaking. •If| he believes the chief end of man to have his business largely "felt" why of course he will become a natter.

If be wants to "get at the root of a thing" he will become a dentist—although if he does he will be often found "looking down the mouth."

If a man is a bungler, at best, he should become a physician—and then he will have none of his bad work thrown upon his hands. It is generally buried out ofsight you know.

Should he incline into higher living, but prefer plain board, then the carpenter trade will suit him. He can plain board enough at that.

If he is kueady and well-bred, he will be right at home ns a baker. He shouldn't become a cigar-maker. If he does, all his work will eud in smoke.

The young man who enjoys plenty of company and is ever ready to scrape acquaintance, will find the barber business a congenial pursuit.

The quickest way for him to ascend to the top round of his calling is to become a hod carrier.

A very grave young man might' flourish as an undertaker. Don't learn chair-making for no matter how well you please your customers, they will sooner or later get down on your work.

And don't become an umbrella-mn-ker for their business is "used up." If he would have his work touch the heads of the nation, we know of no way he could accomplish such au object than by making combs.

The young man who would have the-: fruits of his labor brought before the eyes of the people will become an optician. The work being easily seen through cannot be difficult to learn.

A man can always make a scent in the perfumery business. If a young man is a paragon of honor, truthfulness, sobriety, has never sworn a profane word, and has twenty thousand dollars he has no use for—then her sboqld immediately start a newspaper.. '"I i*i". -fr 'I

OF A CUP OF COFFEE. It has been truthfully said tbat eVPttv in these enlightened days, and in the lands most blessed by tbe influence oft civilization, there are thousands upon thousands of persons born into tin* world who live long lives and then go down to their graves without over having tasted a good cup of coffee. There are many reasons for this, and thn principal one, of course, must bo that so few persons know how to mak«v good coflee. And yet there have been, thousands of recipes and directions, published which teach us how to make ood coffee by boiling it by not boilng it by confining the esseuco and. aroma by making it in an open vessel by pi it by no pi it clearing it by grinding it tine by grinding it coarse, aud by many other methods opposed to eacu other and to all these. Now we do not Intend to

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to tell anybody how to make Rood coffee, but we just wish to say a word, about tbe treatment of coffee after It is made, And on this treatment dopends its excellence,brew it asyou may. Tb* rule is simple: never decant it. Whatever else you do abvut it, bring it the table in the vessel In which it was* made. A handsome urn or gorgeous, coffee pot Is the grave of good coflee.., Of course, If it is considered more desirable to have the pot look well tharii to have the coffee taste well, wo havtv nothing more to say. But when hotcoffee is emptied from one vessel intm another, tho kitchen ceiling generally receives that essence-laden vapor, which should have found its way into* the cups on the breakfast table, And*r one word about these cups. When the? coffee enters them it should lind th» milk or cream already there. But observing these, ordinary coffee, made in almost any way, is often very palatable indeed.—[Scribner's for October.

MEXICAN LADIES.

A glance at Mexican social life, con~ sidering the uncertainty and unnrchy that prevail, is interesting. Every night the Plaza is filled with pooplc, young and old. Tbe senoritas walk up and down with that grace and queenly stateliness which none other but Spanish women, or Spanish-American women, who are just tinctured with Spanish blood, walk with an air of easo and elegance tbat fascinates tho beholder. Their shawls are thrown gracefully over their shoulders and around tb" head, and tho rich, largo, black eveH. peer out with tender glances. Th" more one sees of these Spanish women* when tbey are young, beautiful, and. unsophisticated, the better he like* them. The war spirit does not seem to afecl tbem for tnev are as kind-heart-ed and as loving as i'ft hoy were brought up hi the garden of Paradise. Tbey sometimes sit together on the seats IJH the Plaza, at tbe twilight hours, ands chant sort and sweet Spanish love song* with a

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infatuate the most stony-hearted person. In their homes they are always singing and playing tbe guitar—thei i' favorite musical instrument—or el*« gossiping about one another. The gossip of a Spanish woman has no poisou in It It is on he on no it a in vades tbe sacred realms of love over wkicb another presides tbat her Spanish blood boils and rages. To "cut out" any woman here from tbe affections of be a to a be a one in a most dangerous position for tbe jilted, jealous beauty can do dread deeds, all for love's sweet sake.

CASTOitIA—a substitute for Castor Oil—is a physic which does not distress is re to at he a other remedies have failed. You may oonfidentlp rely upon tbe Castona in Stomach Ache, Constipation, Flatulency, Cronp, Worms, Piles or deranged Liver. It contains neither Minerals, Morphine, Opium nor Alcohol, but is

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a vegetable preparation, perfectharmless, and above all, pleasant to take. The Castoria soothes and quiets tbe system, and produces natural sleep. It ia a wonderful thing to assimilato the food of children and prevent them from crying. A 35 cent bottle will d» the work for a family and save many doctor's bills. n2*4t.