Saturday Evening Mail, Volume 3, Number 49, Terre Haute, Vigo County, 7 June 1873 — Page 1

Vol. 3.—No. 49.

THE MAIL.

Office, 3 South 5th Street.

Twelve Pages!

Town-Talk.

MKAS MBS,

Havo been written about in the papers and talked of in town during the past week. Many Illustrations of meanness, most detestable meanness, have been given. But it is reserved for T. T. to tell of the meanest man in Terre-Haute. He weighs one hundred and eighty pounds. He i» tall and shapely. He has "no visible means of support." Ho has never done a day's work in his life. He ''sponges" on a few relations and friends. This sort of life would be mean enough to satisfy almost any man's ambition in that line but it doesn't satisfy him. He devotes most of bis "elegant leisure" to tho ladies. Not in the way of polite attentions—for no lady would receivo attentions from such a creature—but in the vile way of slander. He deliberately and diabolically Invents and puts in circulation the most vllllanous lies affecting the reputations of puro women and girls. He generally manages, with a good deal of sbrowdness, to get his slanders started in such away as to conceal his agency in the business. Within the last ten days he has written anonymous letters, under pretense of friondsbip, warning a number of ladies not to associate with certain other ladles, and hinting at awful disclosures about to bo made. Women whoso lives are as free from stain as the purest and best in tho land, have thus boon traduced by this scoundrel. Ho has ovon gone so far as to send to tbo press—or a portion of it, at least—In this and otbor cities, tho most devilish Insinuations against tho character of one of the best of women. T. T. had one of theso anonymous letters banded to him with a request to work up the c/wo," or, in other words, to trace the infernal thing to its source. He ha* done it, Ho 1ms proof* abundant and conclusive to convict the scoundrel before the public or ft jury. He would givo the name of tho wretch In this article but for tho fact that such a publication would injure certain worthy peoplo who are so unfortnnste as to be nearly related to the rascal. If, however, he reponts or continues his diabolism ho will be exposed immediately, and the loathing and contempt of all deoent peoplo will drive hlui out of the city. Pending this, T. T. suggests to those who have lately heard hints and Intimations injuriously affecting a number of ladles, to give them no credence. They are the work of this monster who has given half his shameful life to tho Invention and dissemination of siandor. Surely such a sample of tho human animal is "the meanest man lu town." If his name wore put in print here, there are llfty boots in Terro-Hauto that would bo irreslstably attracted toward his coat tall and dealers in whips would do a lively business for an hour or two.

There is a good deal of talk among many ladies lu the city, specially Interested In earing for the poor, about a certain M. I. whose numo ought to have prouilnonca in the list of mean men. Tbo latest illustration of his meanness was taking from a very poor woman, in payment for medical treatment, her sewing machine, her only means of earning an honeat living. Such a ease needs no comment. But if this M. 1. does not repair the wrong done, ho will hear from T. T. again before many days. Such an act cannot be tolerated here.

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The time for the annual election of public school teachers I* close at hand. There Is no more serious or Important duty devolved upon any officers than in this selection of those who are to take charge of the Instruction of the youth of our city fbr the next year. Doubtless the Superintendent and Trustees will give the matter due conslderatlon, and make Judicious selection*. M*t of the present corps of teacher® aro efficient do their work faithfully and welt. But al least one chang* i* Imperatively demanded. The constant display or til temper, frequent outbursts of passion, and habitual nse of "slang phrases*' disqualify any person for tho position of teacher. T. T. hopes It will not b© necessary to I* more direct and specific, for he has no desire to Inflict unnecessary mortification on any person. It the Board will give the subject due consideration, they can soon learn who it is that la Ill-tem-pered, passionate and "slangy" while on dally duty.

RKIMU. soldikbs' ORAVKS.

The Journal has copied what T. T. said, a week ago, relation to the rejection of proposal to decorate the graves of ib* rebel soldiers in onr city cemetery, and has put a construction upon It that is entirely unwarranted by tb«\»nsa*g« -mploy*). T.T.dUno.

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say or even intimate that the proposi tion bad been made "in any meeting of the soldiers." But it was made by a prominent citisen to some "gentlemen who took part in getting up the recent Decoration Ceremonies," and was by them rejected, just as T. T. stated. It is useless to quarrel over this matter, and it was mentioned merely to premote right feeling, and help to a better understanding next time. When the Journal "supposed that the Town Talk knew all about it," the Journal was correct. Town Talk deals in facts, after careful investigation, and honestly intends to promote the public good. But Town Talk is unwilling to be held responsible for the Journal's misconstruction of his very plain and explicit language.

THE COUNTY PHYSICIAN,

Dr. J. S. Stone is town talk to-day— and very excited talk. If the charges preferred by one of the morning papers, and supported by affidavts, are true, Dr. Stone is not a fit person to be trusted in the important position that he now holds. The courts should investigate the matter thoroughly, giving the accused a fair chance to defend himself, and if he cannot do this, be bad bettor "pack up" and "moveon this locality has no use for a phyBieian who is guilty of even a small percentage of what is sworn to in tho affidavits published this morning. On tho other hand, if Dr. Stone can show his innooance, can make it apparent that the accusations are false, in toto, then he will have public sympathy enlisted strongly in bis behalf, and will not seriously suffer. But the case is one that demands immediate attention, and tho propor legal steps should be taken at once to probe the matter to the bottom. Dr. Stone's friends cannot but regret that bis very discreditable conduct with the "Ring" has so injured his general standing In the community that charges against him find ready credence.

Husks and Nubbins.

XLVII.

TTIE RKION OF PIE.

"I had dream wlilch wnsnotalla dream.' Our lite is twofold Sleep hath its own

A Ijmindnry between tho thlnfc* misnamed Death aud existence: Bleep hath Its own world, „, And a wide realm of wild reality, And dreams In their development have

And tears and torture, and the touch of Joy Tliey leave a weight upon our waking thoughts, They take a weight from off our waking

They do' divide our being: they become A portion of ourselves asof our time, And look like heralds of cterulty Tlioy pass like spirits of the past—they speak Like slbvlsof tho future they havepower— The tyranny of pleasure and of pain They make us what we were not—what they will." —[BYRON.

Dreams! What of thorn? Tho practical man hoots at them—tho physiologist tells you they couie from eating mince pio. Perhaps they do. But what If they oome without the aid of mince pie?

It is likely th6 fihyslologlst knows. What isn't known in these days? It is likely the practical man Is right to pooh his dreams from him—tho more so because sometimes they are very disagreeable and have such a strange mixture of truth In them. But be this as It may, there are few people who never think upon their dreams. Many of them, to bo sure, are simple, silly things, incoherent exaggerations,which exhale the moment you wake but they are not all so. Now aud then there is ono which fastens itself on your mind and defies fbr a time all your efforts to put it from you. Like a "spirit of the past" it carries you back through an inconceivable distance and places yon in a life you have lived bofore. It is not Imagination, it is reality. Sitting awake in your room you can float back in

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but yon know very well that you are In your room all the while. But in your dream you live that life again— there Is no doubting it—no disbelieving it—it i* a ft»ct, which yon know and feel. What strange metamorphosis is this? Yoa may say it is nothing, but it is something. "It leave* a weight upon your waking thought#." If you can conceive such a thing as to drsp your present, veritable existence and be fbr awhile the T&ry identical being yon were In that long ago, that is what you have done in your dream. Ikme It, I say. Yon know you have,and yoa can't make yourself believe that it is all an imagination.

Well, but what is it then That is just the point. Don't say that it isn't oitytAtn&sinaply because yon dont know trhat it is. Your shabby dogmatism will not satisfy you. "There are more things in heaven ami earth than are dreamed of In your philosophy," just as there were when Horatio lived. Pel* hap* yon will find sometime, like the poet, that onr lite i» twofold, and that sleep has its own world. Perhaps yon will find out after while that dreams

or it, may oe. .a.-*, I will be called superstitious. What of It? What i* superstition? The

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word is a very old one—super-stare—to stand still over a thing, to be amazed and wonder. I admit that I am superstitious. Who isn't? I stand over this thing of dreams and wonder at it. Don't you? Explain it to me if you can. But don't talk about mince pie and late suppers. I like the poet's explanation better than that. They seem indeed "heralds of eternity," coming unbidden and speaking "like sibyls of the future."

I think there are few people who would part with all their dreams. There are some which we remember from our very childhood they cling to us with the tenacity of a living experience. Many things indeed which we have felt and suffered have passed from our remembrance, but these dreams remain. We have seen in that "wide realm of wild reality" grander and more beautiful things than our waking eyes ever beheld and sometimes I wonder whether we have not found our truest truth there, too. Sometimes we waken from our dream and are in doubt the next day whether the dream was not the reality.

It is easy enongh to be busy—to keep in a bustle of action—to hurry and work and never stop to think. You imagine you aro living then may be you are, possibly you are not. Mayhap a truer life comes in the dream which follows. The ancients had a beautiful theory about dreams. They said that to the palace of Somnus, the god of sleep, there were too gates, one of ivory and the other of horn and the false dreams passed out through the ivory gate and the true ones through the gate of transparent horn. If we wore the mystical myth-makers of those ancient days we would pray Somnus to keep the horn gate open for us all the time, so that none but true and beautiful dreams might como to our pillows. But grand old Somnus has been abolished. He was too fanciful the physiologists thought best to supplant him with a slice of mince pie! Will there bo a restoration of Somnus again when the people get tired of the reign of Pie?

The other day a young friend of mine signed his letter "Your dreamed-out friend, etc." Poor fellow I saw that he, too, had at last revolted from the flag of Somnus and joined himself to the army of Pie!

Well there is no good iu "idle dreaming," but there is a dreaming which is not idle. To stop and think a little sometimes—to let your mind busy itself with ploasaut reveries as the light wreathes of smoke float up from your sweet-flavored Havana (I don't smoke, myself) it Is not ill to dream thus occasionally.

People and Things.

The way to treat a man of doubtful credit is to take no note of him. Walt Whitman's doctor has ordered him to write but seldom. Walt Whitman's doctor is a benefactor to tho human race.

A Charleston father gave a young man who saved his daughter from drowning, a two-year-old steer and a shot-gun.

Dana was astonised the other day by a boot-black saying to him, "Have your boots shined, boss I 'shine for all' price ten cents."

Postal cards addressed to "the prettiest girl in town" are quite numerous in many places, and ono was directed to the "meanest cuss In Cohoes."tm

Stokes, among other things, is something of a wag. Somebody asked him the other day, what he thought of the Tombs, andjfeft. j^a,,.borribte cell I n-it & isif)

Some men go about the world with their hands in their pockets. That is botter, though, than if they went about with their bands in other people's pockets.

Sothern's latest joke—the gift of a hugo black bear to Miss Neilaon. She wrote back to Sotbern that she would keep the beiyr one day in remembrance of him, and then present it to Central Park.

J. B. Lemon*, while changing cars at Duquoin, III,, early the other morning, was knocked down and robbed of fT.OQO. So much for heeding the vulgar admonition: "Go in, Lemona, and get squeezed."

The humorist Of the Danbury News sensibly declines an Invitation, backed up by abundant ahekels, to go to Gotham. He says New York likes fresh orange*, but It very quickly sacks them dry and throws them away.

Man proposes. Fifteen yearS ago. It Is said a Kentucky man bought a coffin for himself, considering it a handy thing to have in the house. Lwt week be was totally consumed in a lime-kiln, nod the coffin is a total Ion, with the interest on the original cost included.

H»e will of a resident of Middlesex, Delaware, recently deceased, contains the following clause: "And I bequeath to my beloved son John the ram of one dollar, with which to boy a rope kng and strong enough to hang that Irish wife of his."

SATURDAY EVENING, JUNE 7, 1873.

We are to have, it seems, during the coming autumn, a novel by Major General Lew Wallace upon the conquest of Mexioo by Cortes. J. R. Osgood fe Co. are to publish it, and it is said to be very fresh and fascinating, and "unlike ordinary novels."

Some men at Louisville were betting on the weight of a large mule, when one man, who was a good judge of the weight of live stock, got behind the mule and was measuring his hind quarters, when something appeared to toosen up the mule. Just before the expert died be gave it as his opinion that if the mule was as heavy all over as be was behind, ho must weigh not far from 47,000 pounds.

Feminitems.

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Young ladies had better be fast asleep than fast awake. Heat and excessive toulu chewing is wilting Louisville belles.

The woman question—How shall I have my spring suit made? ^'4 An old maid in Pittsburg has manufactured 115 worsted cats this spring.

Woman's glory is in her hair, but it is a good plan to tie it, up when cooking. J?,

A life insurance company for women is in process of organization in St. Louis.

Sixteei\American female journalists have gone over to write up the exposition. K4 -j

A Racine woman has a great passion for travelling about killing dogs with a revolver.

A young lady from the country callat the book store, the other day, and asfked for "a deck of them new postal keerds—double-headers."

Mention is made of a woman who has paid one hundred fines in the police courts of St. Louis. She is doubtless the most refined woman in that scttlosettlement.

Young ladies who are disgustod with things in general, as many of them profess to be, are reminded that there are three hundred nuneries in the United States.

A girl not far from Holton, Kan.,was at a dance last week, and when asked to waltz with one of the city chaps, replied: "I can't dance these whirlaround figures they always make me puke."

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Some men excavating for ft building in Cleveland, so undermined the foundation of tho next hotiso that it partly gave way, and a lady en dishabille was unexpectedly tumbled itno the excavation. "*1

Mary P. Eastman says Tho frivolity and pointless talk of which you complain among women are but the rapid buzz of the wheel which has no regulation.

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to waste. Tho mother of Lieutenant Harris, upon hearing that he had been wounded in a 6ght with the Modocs, traveled over three thousands miles to his bedside, and arrived there a few hours before his death.

A Pittsburg woman swore she was only thirty years of age, while she bad a son in tho court room whose age was twenty-five. The judge thought there must have been some mistake, but she wouldn't admit It.

Mrs, Allen Coy, living near Saratoga Springs, N. Y., has carefully kept the rope with which borbrother hung himself in 1852. After she had got the breakfast dishes washed and the morning's work out of the way, one day last week, she thought she would go up stairs and hang hersell—and that identical rope served her purpose! This is the first time that Mrs. Toodlts was ever disooun ted.

A Mr*. Samuel Smith ha« add*d four to the population of Indiana at one birth, and her neighbors think she ooght to be presented with a section of land apiece for herself, her husband and the four little 8mlths. For one we object the land-grabbing railroads have monopolised a large slice of the public lands, and now to havo the balance of them gobbled up by the Smith family in this litter ally piggish way isn't right.

The announcement of the death of Miss Leo Hudson, at St. Loui*,is rather a touching bit of news. She was somewhat noted a* an eqnettrian actress, that is, a young girl who made her Hying by lashing herself to a trained hone and riding him in certain show piece* to the great delectation of her admlrei*. A tew weeks since, while playing in St. Lonia, owing to some defective arrangement of the propertie*, her horse missed his footing and fell and both hone and rider were severely wounded. Both were picked up and carried away where they could be attended to. The girl was not thought to be fatally hurt, and she watched by the side of her wounded horse with a tenderness that won the admiration of all. When the horse died, the actrrss gave signs of uncontrollable grief, tnd at once commenced sinking herself, and on Monday she died.

XtAKER. GROVER & BAKER. GROVER & BAKEBE,

Charley, what is oscatatloa Osculation, Jenny dear, Is a learned expression queer, For a nice sensation, I put my arm, tbus, around your waist,

This is approximation You need not fear— There's no one here— Your lips quite near,

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I then Oh,dear!" mA "Jenny, that's osculation Among the Arabs the inability of a wife to make bread is a good ground of divorce.

A poor man says he would like to conjugate the verb to marry, if he were only in the potential mood.

A California lover who expected a sack from his sweetheart, sold his goodwill to a rival for a waistcoat.

Divorce will be next obtained on the grounds of "emotional insanity," such as marrying on empty purses.

It has been ascertained that three out of every five matches made at Saratoga go to the oourts for a divorce.

A patient wife says that if death really does love a shining mark, it is singular he has not fired at her husband's nose before this.

Never spell June with a G. We hear of a girl who gave her intended his dismissal because he asked her to name the loth of Gune as the happy day.

A Mrs. Lloyd has applied to a Chicago court for a divorce from her liege, Alfred. In her cuse joys of matrimony seem to havo been considered Al. Lloyd., v,'./- 1

An bonest lover in Massachusetts has given to his prospective father-in-law a load of wood to replaoe that consumed during his eveniug "sparking" visits last winter.

Three New Hampshire brothers recently married a mother, a daughter, and a grand-daughter, and it was the oldest of tho brothers th^t married the grnnd-daugliter.

An Iowa justice of tho pence refused to fine a man for kissing a girl against her will, because when tho lass came into court he was obliged to hold on to the arms of his chair to^keej^ from ^kissing her himself.

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An Irishman, tried for marrying six wives, on being asked how ho could be so hardened a villian as to delude so many, replied with great nonchalance. "Why, pleaz your worhlp, I was trying to get a good one." Mmd a» •When a woman goes to buy a bonnet, she will not tako one she does not like, Yet in the far more important matter of a husband, she frequently tako one she cares nothing about, for whom she has neither love, respect or admiration.

An Illinois girl haying six lovers offered to marry the one who should "break up" the most prairie in three days. The result was that she got a smart husband, and her father found his new farm ready for planting free of cost,

A Sacramento man went home the other night, aud found his fair wife enjoying the company of another man. He was so mad that he stamped around and used such ungentlomanly language that after awhile the intruder got tired of the noise and left in indignation and disgust at such behavior

Receutly a young man who was attending a night writing-school near Danville, Ohio, was smitten by the charms of a lady who was present, and at the close of the school hustled forward to solicit the pleasure of escorting her home. "Yes," said the lady, "if you will carry my boy." He wilted, and the young matron walked her home alone.

And still Chioago is in the front. She has the great matrimonial case of the day. About a year since ono of her coachmen eloped with bis employer's only daughter and married her. nis high-born kinsmen stole away "his darling, his life, and his bride," and locked her up in the parental mansion. 'And now Coachy baa sued out a writ of scire facias commanding bis p^pa-ln-law to bring the body of his wife into court and show cause why be should be deprived of her services and affection. Oeacby thinks that the privilege of putting a brake on this y£re mar" belongs exclusively to him.

Free and festive in manners are the simple people of Colutnbu*, Ga. The petted darlings of fashionable life would not appreciate their mode of life, nor behold In it the beauties of rural innocence, and uncontaminated purity. Recently, a newly-married conple chartered an express wagon, at one dollar an honr, to do their wedding tour In. They took their friends with them. On their way they stopped at a restaurant and bought two dollars' worth of grub and five dollars' worth of whlaky. When they had oaten and drank all they wanted, they started for home. On the way, the bridegroom entered into a discussion with the bride, which she ended by knocking him oot of the wagon. The fight became general, and a very free fight was in fn\l blast when the base minions of th» law pounced upon them and carted them to the calaboose. Such are some of the pleaaure* and amusements of life in the sunny South,

[Written for The Mall.]: A BOQ UET.

The season of blooming roses bring* with it the indulgence of that delicate sentiment embodied in the bestowal of boquets. And there seems to be some-:' thing in the subtle perftimo of the flowers, an almost living, breathing life that acts like a spell to charm away our pain. It does not seem to matter much whether boquets are given in an, idle compliment, or go from the hand of tho donor a token full of meaning only to be translated into one language for the individual essence of the flower* will not be subverted to base uses or idle meaning. Are you a lover, my friend? Are you that happy wretch, so torn and tortured by doubts, consumed by jealousy, now shivering in sickening fear, now soaring on the etherial wings of hope. If so, you can. more fully appreciate than one not bound by the golden chain, that little bunch of flowers, culled and arranged by that hand, the best and fairest, theonly ono in the world. The perceptions that have opened with leafy June have awakened keen sympathies that seem to find an echo in the heart of the rose, and in the cup of tho dewy honeysuckle. How irofully that variegated glory is borne homeward, and how tenderly it is cared lor until its bios-* soms wither, fade, and fall. The scents that have floated through the loatAy apartment, filling it with the eis^Uiaite harmony of perfumes, have at length* exhaled and with them a sigh ol sadness, laden with tho full measure of regret. Ah, well, wo are passing along to go out at last with the. tide. Wo get fewer boquets than wedid, but we regard them with a tenderness commonsuruto with their raritv,, and will treasure them up with tho lonely through faled ou°s which havo' gone before.

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a whetstone? So you tbiuk I didn't »eoyouin tho other room, brushing and gre»slng your hair, and looking iau tha glass at your pretty self? 'A ina»r ought to be decent!' He ought, ought ho? Yes, Indeed, a decent man ought to be, and a decent man will stay nt home with his wife sometimes, and not be out e-v-e-r-y night. How comcs it that the City donncil didn'4 meet but twice a month last year? 'Trying to work it out of debt!' Yes, that's probable—very—laughing and joking an# smoking, and swapping lies will work a debt off, won't it Now-I-want— to—know—how—much—longar—you— are going—to—keep thin —night— business? Yes, I want to know Out e-y.e-r-y night. City 1 Council, rree Masons, Red Men, Odd Follows, shows, hair oil—and it,s brush and brush until you've nearly woru out the brush and your beiui, too. Wu»t is it »ay? 'It helps your bu»ine»» to keen up your social relations!' Ah, Indeed You've got relations here at home, sir. They need keeping upsoine. I think.js What did you say about 'catching it the other night at a euchre

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According to tho Bowling Green (Ky.) Pantagraph, a member of tho City Council of that town, upon returning homo rather lute ono evening last week, was regaled by his good lady with an animated address In something like this style: "E-v-e-r-y night! Here it is hal^' past ono clock It's a wonder you came homo at all! What—do—yo«— think—a—woman is made for! Id©--believe if a robber was to come and carry mo off, you wouldn't care o-n e' cent. What is it you say? 'City Council business must be attended to City Council business? How do I know you go to the City Council Does the City Council meet e-v-e-r-y night? They don't meet but once In—New York. But I suppose, o-w-l-i-n-g G-r-e-e-n is a more important place. Oh, yes—out e-v-o-r-y night. Twelve o'clock—one o'clock—two o'clock. Here I stay with the children, nil alone —lying awake half of tho night waitIng for yon. Couldn't come home any sooner? Of course you couldn't, if you didn't want to. But I know something you think I don't but I do that I do. I wish I didn't. Whore woro you" Monday night? Tell me that. The Marshal told me tho City Council didn't meet that night. Now, what have you got to say? 'Couldn't, get* quorum!' Well, if you couldnt/why didn't you como home Out e-v-e-r-y night—hunting—for—a—quorum. Bet you wouldn't hunt me this lute, if I was missing. Where wore you Thursday night and Friday nights Thei« was a show In town, wasn't there Do you always put on your best vest and' a chean shirt to go to the Conncil What did yon buv that bottle of hair oil for and hide it"? 'Oil for your hone, indeed Who ever hoard of hair oil

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awhilo longer we won caWh ii .tny worse when we home.' A pretty speech for a d-e e-n-t man !^,f •Catch it!' 'Catch it!' We'.l, I intend^ you shall catch it—a little. Wbal'tj' that you sav? 'If I wouldn't fret yoa^ so. you would stay at home more!* Well, sir, do yon stay at home a few ,«• nights and try It. Perhaps the fretting would stop. Out e-v-e-r-y night because I fret you so. What's that, sir? •You know ladies who ain't always scolding their husband®!' You do do you How come yon to know them what right have you to know whether other wemen fret or not? That's always the way. You men think that all the other women

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